May | Event: Flowers of Buffoonery

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The month of love is in full swing! But there are some who are probably wondering: why is May the month of love, and why only in the West? Over in Tokyo, no such celebrations are being made, and even the Hanyo of Shitaya aren't gunning up for any major festivals of any sort, despite most of them having come from the West. But it's not because it's a new holiday. Rather, it's simply a Yokai specific one.

Because traditionally, May is the period where a Yokai's sex drive is the strongest. And while for most, this simply manifests as a desire for deep, emotional connections, for others, it's a month-long orgyfest.

And as the mysterious little flowers continue to bloom across Kyoto, something else begins to bloom between the refugees themselves.

The Season of Sex

Towards the middle of the month, refugees are sure to notice a change in the way the Yokai are behaving, particularly the group known as the "beast Yokai", which includes Kitsune, Bakeneko, and Inu Yokai. As it turns out, these three are among some of the only Yokai who still occasionally undergo a heat-like event, with most of these falling around the month of May.

But what does this have to do with the refugees? As many of them will quickly find out: they also will experience a heat-like state through the rest of the month. Upon contacting the scientists, they explain that because the Yokai were the indigenous people of Nippon, bonding with Nippon seems to have caused the refugees to become part Yokai in a way that differs from the native Hanyo. This is why they're able to use magic, and why many of them grow Yokai body parts when experiencing high levels of Kizuna.

"Oh, don't worry your pretty little heads! Sure, you lot seem to be more afflicted than us Native Yokai, but no one's going to judge you for your... biological needs, teehee!"

As the Yokai researchers explain, heats have become less common in the modern era, so it's entirely possible that some refugees won't experience anything at all. Feel free to use this to opt out of anything that makes you uncomfortable!

You All Know What This Event Is About Maryouku University, Kyoto
When a Yokai goes into heat, they tend to adopt one of three characteristics, known collectively as KSJ. Although most Yokai will always lean more heavily towards one in particular, some may experience all three throughout their heat:

Daikoh (大攻) causes Yokai to develop unusually dominant and possessive tendencies. While some may search for a single partner to keep to themself, others may try to gather as many partners as possible. Even passive and friendly Yokai may become inclined towards violence or unusual roughness, including marking their partners. Some may experience an inexplicable desire for passionate romance, while others may feel a desire to breed.

Daishoku (大食) causes Yokai to give off a magic aura that may trigger a heat in those around them. These Yokai are insatiable, seeking endless pleasure from anything and everything they can find, be it food, entertainment, or sex. It's not uncommon for them to have one thing in particular they become fixated on, though others may simply desire everything. They may even find it hard to sleep without some kind of stimulation to calm them down.

Daijuu (大受) causes Yokai to develop unusually submissive and needy tendencies. They crave physical affection to such a powerful degree that going without it may even become painful. It's not uncommon for these Yokai to only feel comfortable when wrapped up in a nest of blankets to simulate being wrapped in the arms of a lover. They may feel a strong desire to be cared for by another, or even impregnated by a mate, regardless of gender.

Obviously any of these would be pretty inconvenient, but perhaps the worst part is they can strike at any time. One might simply wake up in heat, while another may find themselves suddenly overwhelmed upon seeing a familiar face. And the truly unfortunate may find it happening in public, or even on a long train ride.

While most heats tend to be very mild, often to the point where one might not even realize they're going through one, some Yokai have the misfortune of going through an extreme heat, where the effects of KSJ becomes far more pronounced, even to the point of appearing to have a complete personality shift. Daishoku Yokai may fuck until they pass out, Daikoh Yokai may peruse individuals they would never otherwise be interested in, and Daijuu Yokai have been known to crawl into the beds of strangers to satisfy their need to be held. Heats can be as brief as a few hours, or as long as a few weeks, with varying levels of severity throughout. While most only occur once a year, you're free to utilize heats as a Severe Kizuna Effect at any time!

Discount Dildo Emporium Gion, Kyoto
Just in time for the month of love, a new shop has opened up in downtown Kyoto. The elderly owner of Iyarashii Ryuu, an infamous dildo shop in Tokyo's Shinjuku, has partnered up with an equally amorous young Kitsune to open up a sister store in Gion. And if the large painting on the wall is anything to go by, their relationship probably goes beyond business partners... that's one feisty old lady.

Iyarashii Ryuu specializes in every shape, size, and function of dildo one can imagine, but unlike the Tokyo branch, the Gion branch of Iyarashii Ryuu specializes in enchanted dildos. These dildos are capable of moving on their own, growing in size, changing in shape, and even glowing in the dark! Because why not.

However, these are still a very new product, so they're depending on customer feedback to improve the spells! As such, anyone willing to test out a prototype enchanted dildo will both be allowed to keep the prototype, as well as select from any finished dildos in the shop free of charge.

Of course, some may not realize what they're getting into when they agree to test a prototype. One is designed to change size on command, but contains a bug that may cause it to grow larger than intended, and even develop a distinct knot. Another is designed to allow the one wearing it as a strap on to feel sensations as if it were real, but has a bug that instead causes both partners to feel both sensations, resulting in an extreme case of over-stimulation. Another is designed to move independently like a fucking machine, but seems to lack a means of turning it off. And another glows in the dark so brightly that it can be seen from the outside. Which isn't necessarily a bug, but it sure is something worth seeing.

And hey, for all you natural-dildo-havers, they're also testing a line of condoms designed to do the same things, with the added security of safe sex practices. Very sexy! Just watch out for that size-changing one, though. Some have reported feelings of insecurity upon watching their dangle return to its smaller size.

Fickle Flower Petals

In the midst of everything happening this month, refugees will begin to hear rumors of strange symptoms popping up around Kyoto. Flowers growing out of people's hair, sprouting from the ground with every step they take, or even tumbling out of their mouth. It's only then that the people realize what's happened: those little flowers from before weren't entirely harmless. They're sprouts from a Hanahaki, a very rare ayakashi that possesses flowers, named for the curse it inflicts on those who inhale their pollen.

Thankfully, Hanahaki is treatable, and can even be cured without the need of a specialist. But until the sprouts wilt, those living in Kyoto will simply have to bear with the symptoms.

Post Secret Kyoto, Western Kingdom
In its mild form, Hanahaki causes flowers to grow from a person's hair. These flowers range in size and species, and can grow over the course of mere minutes or many days. Those affected will be encouraged to allow the flowers to wilt naturally, as plucking them may cause permanent bald patches.

While this form can seemingly effect anyone, those hiding secret feelings of love or desire may instead develop a form that causes flowers to bloom on every surface around them. Although certainly the most charming, it's also the most conspicuous, with tiny gardens building up around them whenever they stay in one place for too long.

The true extent of the curse will become obvious to anyone riding the trains, as the entire inside of each car has become blanketed in thick green foliage and flowers. Some may discover that the flowers can even sprout on the other side of walls, potentially filling their neighbor's apartment with unwanted greenery. And let's not even get into the personality types that cause a nuruname to bloom. Best stay away from those folks!

So what's the solution? Well, seeing as not everyone is open to the idea of sharing their thoughts and feelings openly, a workaround has been discovered. All around Tokyo, refugees will find small wooden plaques known as ema hanging in populated places. Those affected by the Hanahaki are encouraged to write anonymous confessions on the ema and hang them up where they can be seen. After enough people have seen their confession, the effects of the Hanahaki will begin to go away.

Just make sure you're not seen hanging a confession up, or it'll defeat the purpose of it being anonymous!

To submit play-made secrets for characters to see in Kyoto, please see this post!

Tell No Lies Kyoto, Western Kingdom | cw: This prompt contains Hanahaki-adjacent body horror.
With most cases manifesting as mild, some may be wondering why the curse is referred to as Hanahaki, meaning to spit flowers. In truth, the name is derived from the severe form of the curse: in which flowers begin growing internally.

The most common location is the throat, causing those affected to cough or hiccup flower petals throughout the day. But for those who are especially unlucky, they may grow down into the lungs, causing severe pain, a bloody cough, and trouble breathing. Due to the likelihood of choking in one's sleep, this form is considered the most dangerous.

This form of the curse manifests in those prone to frequently keeping secrets or telling lies, be it intentionally or as a result of being a rather private person. Much like the mild form, it can be treated naturally through open communication. However, the workaround used for the mild form will not work here. Only by opening up about themselves or the secrets they've been keeping will the flowers begin to wilt.

For those who are still opposed to the idea, a healer can forcefully remove the flowers with a spell. However, this method carries a 25% chance of losing whatever memories are tied to those secrets, ranging from the secrets themselves, to all memories of the people they wish to keep in the dark. Surely such a risk isn't worth it, right?

Party Time

Although the Emperor of the West has grown busy these last couple of months, far be it for him to forget his beloved Refugees during the month of love! And so, on the 25th, all refugees will be extended an invitation to an exclusive party in the Uji district of Kyoto.

Those who assisted in clearing it out earlier will be shocked to see the transformation the building has taken in just a few days, as bright and colorful décor can be found on every corner, and the scent of incense hanging in the air.

It may not be everyone's cup of tea, but it would be most rude to refuse an invitation from the Emperor himself, wouldn't it?

With a Bang! Uji, Kyoto
Taking place at one of his many private villas, refugees will be met with an extravagant affair, filled with Humans and Yokai alike. During the day, there's no shortage of musical entertainment and dancing, along with free food and drinks, and a large outdoor garden to relax in. But at night, the mood of the party shifts dramatically. After a full day of pheromones tickling their senses, and no shortage of uki to go around, it was time for the main event: an orgy to celebrate the season of love.

"Greetings and salutations, my dearest friends from another world! I am Katsuragi no Mikoto, emperor of the Western Kingdom, and on this day, I invite you all to enjoy the many pleasures our world has to offer! Please, those who are inclined, make merry! And rest assured, this is a safe place to indulge."

The main room of the villa itself is designed with an array of sliding doors that can become walls to quickly close off corners for an illusion of privacy, as well as private and secret rooms for those who desire it. In the upper floors, rooms filled with all sorts of enchanted toys and costumes can be found, in addition to a small outdoor bathing area. And in the basement, there's what can only be called a sex dungeon, filled with all sorts of restraints and gear for whatever one's heart desires.

Any guests who stick around for the orgy will be asked to select from a number of colorful kanzashi they'll pin into their hair to convey what they're looking for:

Pink: Platonic, non-sexual physical affection only.
Red: Bondage, restraints, and sadomasochism.
Yellow: Open to kink negotiation or discussion.
Orange: Toys, magic or supernatural powers during sex, transformations.
Green: Costumes and sexual role play.
Blue: Powerplay: light blue for submissive, dark blue for dominant.
Purple: Public use, anonymous sex, exhibitionism.
Gold: Open to anything and everything.
Silver: No physical contact, watching only.

Outside of the Purple and Gold ribbons, all kanzashi are imbued with a spell that will sound a loud alarm if they person wearing it is touched in a manner they didn't consent to, upon which the one who activated it may find themselves thrown into the cold waters of the pond in the garden out front. Refugees are free to take as few or as many kanzashi as they desire, or swap them out as the evening grows long.

Denouement Engagement Uji, Kyoto
The party lasts well into the next morning, with guests welcome to stay the night with whoever they happened to bond with the night before. A nearby bath house is open exclusively for party guests, which is for the best, given the nature of the festivities. There will be no walks of shame coming from the Emperor's villa!

But those who actually manage to stick around this long will have an opportunity to witness a rare event.

In the garden just outside the villa, Katsuragi can be found seated next to a young man who some will recognize as Karu, the emperor of the East. The former is once more clean and dressed in his finest regalia, while the Eastern emperor appears in more subdued colors, a parasol in hand in some attempt to hide himself. Perhaps most would be giving them some space, but those who sneak closer will be able to overhear their conversation. Katsuragi speaks of uniting the two kingdoms, and supporting Karu as the face of the Emperor, so he may focus on his "continuing recovery". For his part, Karu is almost completely silent, though it doesn't seem to impede on their conversation.

But one doesn't need to be eavesdropping to realize what's happening when Katsuragi gets down on one knee and gently takes Karu's hand into his own, prompting the latter to drop the parasol in shock.

What happens next, unfortunately, is just between the two of them. A snap of his fingers, and both Katsuragi and Karu vanish in the blink of an eye. Did he notice they was being watched? Or was he intentionally letting them see that much?

OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's May event! Please direct any questions to the Question Thread in the OOC Plotting post.

• As with all Kizuna effects, you are free to opt out of any of the KSJ effects as well, or simply utilize the ones you are interested in. A Daijuu yokai could simply desire being held, with no sexual or breeding-related connotations, for example. Likewise, as this is inspired A/B/O tropes, you are welcome to use Kizuna as an excuse to utilize any additional tropes not included in KSJ.

• Feel free to mix the effects of the prototype enchanted dildos to include multiple effects at once, or create your own magical effects! With magic, the only limit is your imagination!

• Although not necessary, Japanese does have it's own language of flowers if you would like the flowers your character sprouts/spits up to have greater symbolism. A wider list of plant symbolism can also be found here!

• Hanahaki can produce native plants to Nippon, but cannot produce plant-like Ayakashi. So they can grow Uki in their hair, but cannot cough out a Higanbana.

• In case you missed it, the post for submitting IC secrets is over here!

• Players are welcome to handwave their character sleeping with the Western Emperor himself at the orgy, but don't expect him to remember their name the next day. The Eastern Emperor will not be present until the next day.

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[bilocations]

Sawyer exhales shakily at the answer. He's still afraid but with the other so close and warm he can't keep awake and falls asleep deeply in no time.

[l0vemekn0t]

It takes Bishop longer to find the same sleep. He waits until Sawyers breaths even out. Waits till his body is heavy. Waits until it’s quiet and he knows for certain no one is coming.

And then he slips one hand under the others hoodie and presses his palm against his stomach. Then he falls asleep. Heavy.

[haran]

[every effort is worthwhile in the pursuit of his goal. it may be a farfetched one, something he will never accomplish in his lifetime. but if he can make the world a little kinder with every move he makes, it'll be worth it.

he gives kaeya a smile that says he's already quite certain.

and steps back, returning to kaeya's side, their arms still linked.]

Shall we continue on, then? [the path is a long, winding one, with some of the lights forming fun little patterns in the trees like stars and hearts.] I must admit, I wonder why you'd allow me to dote on you like this.

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya basks in it all: The high of orgasm, the feel of Diluc coming undone, the warmth that fills him. Those gasps for air are echoed by Chuuya as he rests his head against Diluc's briefly, satiation settling in his bones... for now, anyway.

He knows in a fair handful of minutes they'll probably both be feeling the need for another's touch again, but in this moment he can just take in the cooling of their sweat, the warmth and strength of Diluc's body against his own. There's no shame in it nor embarrassment for him, just contentment.

Though that wry laugh is met by his own. That kiss is met by Chuuya as well, slow and easy, teasing lips swollen spot from earlier bites, a hum of satisfaction escaping him.]

A 'menace' now, is it? Being a menace seems to have only brought good things to me so far, why change now? [There's a hint of smugness, even if his voice is a little raspy, still catching his breath. He snags a lock of Diluc's hair to twine around his fingers, simply playing with it.]

Yeah, somewhere more private would be good. I think finding a bed sounds like an excellent idea.

[Because as enjoyable as this is, if they're going to fuck as much as Chuuya hopes... well, he didn't want to completely ruin his backside against a brick wall.

And just to be a brat, he clenches around Diluc's softening cock, unable to hide how very oversensitive his body is right now with a shaky inhale, but still sounding pleased.]

If we're both of the same mind about a round 2 as I think you are, anyway.

[phoenixblessed]

[A menace, indeed... Diluc grunts softly at that tension around him and is quick enough to shift Chuuya off his cock before he ends up losing his mind and rutting him up against the wall again. One thing he has already learned about kizuna is the potential reduction in his refractory period and he would very much like to find somewhere with four walls and a roof before he starts slipping again.

He sets the smaller man gently back down on his feet, though he's still chasing kisses as he does so.]

Round two... three... four... just how far can you go? [His own stamina is fairly significant when he pushes it. He snags one of Chuuya's wrists again and pointedly nips the outer edge of his palm.]

And I'm... very interested in this. [Another nip. His eyes linger on Chuuya's face to watch his reaction. Then he's stepping away, fastening and straightening his clothes, trying to look like he wasn't just fucking in an alley.

The fact he isn't entirely mortified by this thought tells him that whatever effects this 'heat' is having on him are still very much present, simply tamed for the time being.]

... Shall we?

[darkdisgrace]

[Diluc pulling out leaves a slick feeling of emptiness Chuuya certainly doesn't enjoy, but his body is still buzzing pleasantly from the sex they just had and the knowledge that they'd do so again very, very soon.

He returns Diluc's kisses with a grin, though when his attention shifts to his wrist there's a stutter to his breath, a twitch to his fingers. The flush to his skin is more from the sex than embarrassment, but it's a close thing.] I'd say you're just as much a menace as you claim I am, and wonder if you know what you're getting into. But trust me when I say I can go as many rounds as you can handle.

[Fingers curl to grasp Diluc's chin momentarily, leaning in to bite his bottom lip just once more, chiding and smiling all at once. It's not a no, though. far from it.

It's probably a little comical, seeing this 5'3 man tug his clothes back in order without a hint of embarrassment-- but especially his hat, which he scoops up off the ground and makes a point in dusting off with care, ensuring nothing tarnishes it before placing it back on his head neatly. His grin returns, cocky in spite of the fact there's no hiding he just got railed in an alleyway.]

Lead the way, Diluc. And don't worry-- even if someone heard us, I'm pretty sure they're expecting people to do things like this right now.

[He takes a step... and for all his cockiness, there's still some awkwardness to his gait, because fuck it has been awhile.]

[icepatch]

Why not? I got treated to a meal and even got some goodies out of it. I would say that's a worthwhile reason.

[Kaeya gave a mischievous sort of grin. No, he didn't do this just for the free food and jewelry. But really, he had no reason to hate being doted on. He wasn't used to it, for sure, and he usually kept to himself. But this was a date and he was allowed to enjoy himself if Ayato was doing all this willingly. And he was quite certain he was. ]

Besides... [He reached out to let his fingers graze one of the lanterns as they passed by.] I enjoyed myself. I had fun and you allowed me to let us walk off the beaten path so it wasn't all about you, you know.

[phoenixblessed]

[In fairness, Diluc does have his own particular set of quirks when it comes to intimacy... though they usually aren't ones he employs with total strangers. He can certainly be as much of a menace as Chuuya is accusing him of and he makes no move to deny it, only smiling in a thoroughly amused manner as he notes the awkwardness in the other man's gait while they move back onto the street.

And true enough, no one seems to have really taken much notice of what they were doing.

Diluc is relatively familiar with the area and wastes no time at all in finding them somewhere to get a room. He can already feel the heat itching under his skin again while they make their way up, and having Chuuya near to him is almost unbearable by the time they reach the door and he pulls it open.]

Gods, finally-- [He mutters to himself as he all but slams the door shut and pushes Chuuya up against it, robbing his breath with a demanding kiss.]

I'm not-- not usually like this. [The words come out distracted as he pulls the man across the room to the bed, presses him down onto it, kisses him again.] But I thought--

[Another kiss. His fingers get to work on Chuuya's clothes.] The first time I saw you... I wouldn't mind.

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya's quirks mostly amounted to approaching sex as he approached most things he enjoyed: without regrets, fully embracing the moment and making the most of it. For all his casual teasing, he wouldn't fuck just anyone-- Diluc had caught his interest from the first moment they met, after all.

He follows Diluc into the room, relishing the way his back aches when Diluc shoves him up against the door, laughing again.]

Oh, I could tell from how desperate you were to shut me up.

[As soon as Diluc tugs him across the room and presses him into the bed, Chuuya's pressing up into him, amusement clear in his tone.] But when really it gets down to it, I think you're not nearly as straight-laced as most people might assume.

[One knee comes up, Chuuya happily using the size difference between them to neatly slide his leg between Diluc's thighs, grinding up against him. He kisses Diluc back playfully, surprisingly agile hands making quick work of what few of Diluc's buttons he hadn't brutally torn asunder earlier in the alleyway.]

When I woke up in your house and you had the guts to invite me for breakfast-- now that was the first moment I thought 'damn, I like this guy'.

[It says a lot about who Chuuya is, but it's the truth.]

[phoenixblessed]

Is that what you think...

[It's true enough - Diluc is not what people expect him to be in many respects if they are able to get to know him a little better. He puts on the front of a nobleman, collected and even-tempered, but few people are aware of just how brutal he can be and what tempestuous emotions constantly boil beneath the surface.

Offering Chuuya breakfast had felt like the least he could do given the circumstances. He hums out a curious sound as he pushes the other man's shirt open entirely and tugs it off his shoulders with the aim of fully divesting him of it.]

Is that all..? [He asks with a crooked half-smile, his own shirt easily removed with how ruined it already is. The nail marks already bright across his back sting faintly when the air hits them.] Then either common courtesy is incredibly appealing to you, or...

[Ah, he is quite lovely to look at. Diluc doesn't miss the strength in the compact muscle of his frame. His fingers drift over the taut plane of Chuuya's abdomen, tracing the lines of the muscle there. He's already half-hard again, his breath hitching faintly as he slowly rides up against the thigh pressed against him.]

Or you enjoy it when... someone is confident enough to not see you as a threat...

[In Diluc's mind there is a difference between someone being a dangerous and someone being a threat. Does he believe Chuuya could be dangerous? Absolutely. However... he doesn't think he is a threat. They wouldn't be here together if he did.

And he certainly wouldn't be going for one of the smaller man's hands again, sliding his thumb across the palm.]

[darkdisgrace]

[For all people might mock Chuuya's intelligence, he's not stupid. Never has been, or will be. Stupid didn't survive the streets like he did, or survive being partnered with a bastard like Dazai for three years on the job, let alone become a mafia executive. Brute force alone didn't get him through life.

So he has an idea at least, of what lay behind Diluc's careful front. Chuuya runs his hands over Diluc's chest, tracing scars, some of which he can easily identify: Sharp edges that definitely would have been from someone attacking him, for one.] I think it's what I know. You don't get scars like this from a mundane, blue collar life.

[His cock is already hardening again, stiffening as Diluc lets his fingers wander in turn, and Chuuya leans forward to trace one of those scars with his tongue, humming in amusement at the suggestion.] Confidence is very attractive to me.

[A confirmation, of sorts. Though a bit more truth tumbles free as Diluc returns to caressing his hands, a shuddering intake of breath.] Usually when I touch someone bare-handed, it's with the intention of destroying an enemy.

[The hand that's been idly tracing scars slides up Diluc's chest, settling neatly against his throat. No pressure. Just an pointed display of awareness.]

That tends to be off-putting, for some people.

[haran]

Of course. It's your date, too, after all. You should be allowed to have some say in where we go.

[despite his METICULOUSLY CURATED SCHEDULE, ayato did plan for some plan bs and backups in case there were some deviations in the plan, even building in time for walking to and fro. while he hadn't exactly predicted that kaeya would take him to see his horse, he did plan for the anomaly in the schedule.]

Would you allow me to do this again in the future, then?

[perhaps he isn't romantically interested in kaeya yet, but he is intrigued by him and wants to learn more about him. and dates seem like a good way for some one on one time without interruption.]

[afoolshope]

It isn't often I get to talk about music so I should be thanking you, Ayaka.

[Minato smiled softly as they left, making a mental note of the shop name. His mind paused, however, at her request and he couldn't help but look a bit flustered himself. Despite allowing her to take his arm, and making sure to act the gentleman even if this wasn't a date per say, acting holding her hand was not something he expected.

But, he didn't want to refuse. He liked her and enjoyed her company. So, he held out his hand and nodded.]

Of course.

[As soon as she did take his hand, Minato felt rather pleased with not only himself but also in general. Oh... was this that heat thing that was going around? That would certainly explain things. While he had an idea of that being the reason for Ayaka's current state, he hadn't realized he was effected as well. If only slightly for now.]

Do you want to keep window shopping or was there a place in mind you wanted to go?

[somnolently]

Mm. Twisted Wonderland is full of magic, yes.

[Silver nods and brushes a stray lock of hair behind his ear, lips twitching at her apology.]

No, it's alright. [exhaling a still-tired laugh, Silver waves a hand.] I'm not used to it related to myself, that's all. You haven't pried into anything save finding someone passed out on the ground.

[he's trying to be okay with it, as frustrating as he may find the circumstance.]

[icepatch]

[Screw your meticulously curated schedule! Kaeya grinned and laid his head back on Ayato's shoulder as they walked. No, there was no romance just yet but the date itself had been quite romantic. He could certainly see himself growing to enjoy this more and more, and Ayato as well.

He didn't allow himself to get his hopes up, as he was wont to do, but he could enjoy himself while the time lasted.]

I would. Although, perhaps warn me next time that there would be so much walking. These are not the right shoes for that.

[Going to the horse stables was your idea, Kaeya...]

[haran]

[luckily, that was exactly what ayato was aiming for. a perfectly romantic date for which kaeya could feel appreciated, even by a relative stranger. appreciated and adored and admired for his beauty.

he pauses once more at kaeya's words.

before he shakes his head with a laugh, because he definitely knows that a lot of that walking is due to kaeya, but he doesn't say it. he just takes his arm from kaeya and... scoops kaeya up in his arms, bridal-style. it takes some adjusting before he gets kaeya in a comfortable grip because kaeya is as tall as he is, but he's much lighter than ayato expected. he gives kaeya a smile.]

Better?

[mistsplitter]

[ Hm... she can't just give her brother's name, so— ]

My family name is Kamisato, so if there is anyone who shares the same name as mine, then you mustn't tell them anything.

[ She shakes her head slightly. You mustn't, Hachi!!! ]

[mistsplitter]

[ That statement packs a punch, and Ayaka finds herself inspecting the man from head to toe from where she is seated, then back up. ]

What is it that you do?

[mistsplitter]

[ Her face is red as she gives Minato's hand a squeeze. This feels... very nice. She hopes he doesn't mind at all, because if Minato's allowed her once? Ayaka would. . . actually ask to hold his hand again, another time. ]

This feels... very nice, thank you,.

I'm... [ Not sure how to answer that question. A part of her is fine anywhere they go, so long as she gets to keep close and hold his hand, but at the same time, her mind is going places. She closes her eyes and tugs on his hand so they can move to another spot where there are less people passing by. ]

May I ask a question? Do you also feel odd the past few days?

[mistsplitter]

[ Isn't this position a little too embarrassing? She can't see him either, but not like it matters right now. It doesn't, because she's still being touched. It's like a spell that gets her to keep her eyes closed, even more so when she's not allowed off this rollercoaster she's decided to ride. ]

Cloud! [ She says his name again, almost like a whimper towards the end. She wanted all this, but a lot of it is still something she's unable to expect. How can she, with her little experience? There's nothing about this that she wouldn't want again, though. And thinking about this in the future days, it'll likely leave her cheeks flushed, breath heavy and hot, and hair disheveled once more.

It almost feels like she's going to burst once more. Not soon, but with how tightly she's holding onto Cloud's hand again, it's like a plea for help. Keep going, harder, faster, keep doing her, let her breasts bounce with each thrust, the sheets of her bed turning into a mess with each one. ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[It should come as no surprise that he's already tenting his hakama something fierce, and the ties around his waist were clearly tied rather haphazardly -- he knew he wouldn't be wearing these for very long. Nor did he bother wearing anything underneath, so once Itto starts sliding those down and off his hips, he'll be just one crop-top away from completely bare. And considering Itto only has one hand to work with, it's certainly convenient.]

[At this point, he feels comfortable enough with Itto that he doesn't feel too shy to be exposed like this, even if being held down added a new element to the equation. There's even an attempt to pose -- though "an attempt" is all it can really be called.]

Like what you see?

[brilliantdiamond]

...oh. That sounds simple enough?

[For some reason, he was expecting much worse??]

It's just "traveler" -- so it's pretty easy to remember. What about yours? I want to make sure I'll be replying to the right person.

[sultanofsquat]

[ If it's embarrassing, it'll hit him far later when the heat finally wanes. If it wanes as he continues driving himself into her tight inner walls. The two find a rhythm, the feeling of her washing over him as his inner thighs tingle, his loins burning too hot and his entire length overly stimulated. Every time she cries out his name, he answers her with a wanting moan. Despite the dominating lead he takes over her, promising her that he'd "take care of her", it’s coupled with a more dominating side. The compulsion to be close. Find the closest position while his more selfish human side could see and watch her come unraveled for him.

His arm no longer hooks her leg up, letting it hang there as it lowers to caress her thigh, her ass rubbing more flush against his pelvis as the new angle sends further ripples through him. Cloud's vision, hazed over with nothing but surrendered urges, watches the hypnotic bounce of her breasts as he fucks her into another dizzying high. Keeping himself in position behind her, whilst her hand stays in his tightly, the one on her thigh gets a firmer grip, squeezing it as his cockhead repeatedly presses on her core with each deep thrust. ]

Ayaka... I... Haa...!

[ He's going to burst soon, feeling her body shake in his as he drives into her harder, feeling the sheets come loose beneath them as the Daikoh inside of him wars on what he wanted to do. The reasonable thing to do would be to pull out, but the possessive yokai within him was roaring to claim her deepest part, and fill her past the brim. It wouldn't be the first time he marked her tonight, after all... Why settle for just once? ]

[spritefully]

Hmm...

[it's a long, thoughtful noise, though honestly he needs to do basically no convincing with them. a purification ritual... well, it isn't as though Loni knows nothing of those. afflicted fae are usually a little different from humans, but that's not something to bring up now.

he brings their hair to his lips and their own lips curl slightly. likely, Aether will notice it smells faintly flowery, almost nectarlike - though that may just be them altogether, actually.]

Some sort of accursed corruption, drawing one to need, as it were...?

[admittedly, there's too wide a selection for layperson, isn't there? without knowing much about shrine maidens, it leaves the fae glancing over the options curiously, then back to him. ultimately, it almost doesn't matter... but a pair of costumes is always better, isn't it?

especially if there's something in the enchantments to push them a little closer to their suggested roles.]

[phoenixblessed]

Mm... you don't. [The scars on him are numerous and each bear their own story. From sword-cuts to the more jagged swipes of what look like animal claws, purple-hued gunshot scars and the faint shine of burns. At least three look like they could have killed him. A particular one, clearly more recent given its colour, tucked under the base of his ribs looks very much like it should have killed him.

There are others which look a little more innocent, though. Small burns and cuts along his hands and forearms from years of sword training and perhaps something else. On his left hand, though, there is an odd mark that winds its way up from the back of his hand and along his wrist, looking almost like the skin there has been warped by something.

You certainly do not get scars like that from a mundane life.]

Hmn. [He takes in what Chuuya says to him with quiet consideration as his lips brush along the path his thumb had just taken on the man's palm. Diluc could see how such a statement might be off-putting but for him it prompts a small thrill of excitement that rushes through him immediately, fiercely buoyed by the sensation of that hand at his throat.]

So you're that kind of person. [It doesn't sound like he minds. Even with that extra knowledge it would seem that Diluc has already decided the measure of this man. He smiles to himself and briefly digs his teeth against the meat of Chuuya's thumb.] I'll keep that in mind, should I ever find myself your enemy.