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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[infernaltouch]

I dunno about the others but...it's hella noticable to me for sure.

[Teasing fingers walk up Bricks' thighs and reach his clenching hands, where they gently tug and try to coax them to loosen.]

No use hiding it, yeah?

[historicallyloaded]

[ He whimpers and flinches each teasing finger tip touch up his thigh, conceding quietly as Koro's larger hands engulf his and still him. Everything about the man is huge and warm and enveloping. He loosens his grip and surrenders his hands to Koro. ]

I guess not.

[ They're away from the party now so at least that's some kind of reprieve, a little privacy. Doesn't do much for the throbbing between his legs and in fact only seems to make it worse as he gets lost in Koro's dark gaze.

He knows what Koro is and what he does. ]

Y-you... like this.

[ Less a question and more a statement as he struggles to keep composure, seeing how close his hands were to his erection. ]

[infernaltouch]

[A small exhale of amusement comes from Koro's nose. His hand squirms in-between Bricks' hands and pushes them off, his his own palm pressed against the tent on Bricks' waist, squeezing ever so slowly.]

And if I do? [Koro whispers it huskily in Bricks' ear his throat emitting a purr-like growl, his eyes glowing bright red with desire.]

Open yourself to me...and let me take care of you.

[historicallyloaded]

[ Between the aphrodisiacs in the party, the uki, and Koro literally manhandling him Bricks can't help but gasp at the stimulation on his cock. Even the pressure on his waist is thrilling as he's held secure.

Every hair on the back of his neck stands up when Koro growls in his ear and he forgets how to breathe through his nose, chest rising in another shaky gasp. Some primal part of his brain is screaming at him in warning—he is going to eat you—but another part argued the contrary, a part of him that felt some inexplicable empathy for or maybe even kinship with other man, and some dark self-destructive morbid curiosity. What's it like? What's it like to be utterly devoured and relished like a fine dessert?

Feeling weak, he cranes his head back, exposing the soft curve of his neck and moans, not daring to break eye contact. ]

Korollan—

[infernaltouch]

[Koro keeps growling, opening his mouth to reveal the slightly pink saliva overflowing from his mouth...

Before breaking into a snicker.]

I'm not a vampire.

[It's clear from his tone that there's no irritation behind his protest. Tightening his embrace around Bricks, Koro shifts the human, making him straddle his legs and sit upwards on his lap.

Even on his lap, Bricks is still shorter and Koro finds himself looking downward. Long long man.]

It's "Koro". Come on. Say it.

[historicallyloaded]

[ He shivers in anticipation, waiting for the suck of lips or sharp of teeth on his skin but feels only hot breath so enticingly close. He nearly whines when Koro snickers and pulls him up.

How dare he? Truly, honestly, how dare he! Bricks feels like an overcharged battery now, ready to burst at any attention. He pouts in Koro's face, cheeks red. ]

I... mmhn.

[ He splays his knees across Koro's hips, sinking further in Koro's lap. ]

If you keep touching me I will.

[mistsplitter]

A passion...

[ She has a lot of hobbies and things she likes doing, but she's not quite sure what her passion is just yet. For a moment, she closes her eyes, a hand over her heart. ]

To be honest, I think I have yet to know for sure what my passion is. But... I do enjoy it very much seeing people happy. Does that count as my passion?

[prince_of_the_moon]

Sesshomaru doesn't want to deny himself a kiss, so he doesn't. Kexing will be kissed on the sidewalk before the demon continues to his home - it is the closest.

"Are you suggesting you will use this on me?"

[battlebound]

( Honestly, Red Wine, at this point in time, Steak wouldn't stop you for anything, probably. Every sensation is dizzying in the best way, and he wonders if this is how it was for Red Wine the first time they slept together.

... Well. He would be wondering that. If his brain could think about anything but the rush of blood pooling between his legs, or the fact that there's something impossibly beautiful about Red Wine like this. Commanding, dangerous, incredibly stubborn. All the things that have infuriated and entranced him in equal measure for centuries now.

Things he takes a kind of pleasure in prodding at, even right now. )

Make me.

( ... It's not like he'd complain about being railed against the wall, either. )

[gentledawn]

He laughs bashfully, his attention fully on what Kexing's hands are doing. His skin prickles with heat and his eyes close blissfully at the first kiss. There is only one way to cool him and he trusts his A-Xing, his robes slipping down his body once his belt is loosened. He wiggles out of his trousers and then tugs open Kexing's robes, capturing the man's lips in a pleased kiss.

"Mmm..."

pat more pls?

[phoenixblessed]

[A visible twitch runs through him at the offer. The person in front of him is not unattractive in their own interesting way (and he does like interesting people, on top of that), but he doesn't believe he's ever going to get over his aversion to such intimacy with complete strangers.

Despite how often these kinds of influences are abound in Nippon, this would only be the second time he had ventured into something physical with somebody he had never met before... and the last time had been almost a year ago.]

Mmph, I wouldn't call it pain, exactly. [Nothing so dramatic as that, but the excuse leaves him as only a weak protest while his fingers move of their own accord to idly brush against the line of Loni's jaw.]

You're very pretty. [Diluc mutters then, the faintest frown worrying at his brow.] What's your name?

[phoenixblessed]

[It's difficult to remain so stony when there's a cute dog sniffing at you. Diluc sighs a little and raises his hand up for Koromaru to sniff his fingers before he gives the animal a small scritch behind one of his ears.]

I don't have any food, I'm afraid.

[He addresses the dog, and his expression does relax slightly as he does.]

But if he's hungry I'm sure this place would have some scraps they wouldn't mind handing over.

[faeshim]

There would never be a reason that was enough. [there's nothing that bae could do or not do that would deserve being purposely hurt in return.] You must tell me if I ever do. Promise.

[because sometimes he doesn't realize these things and he'd definitely want to know, if only to yeet himself off the nearest cliff.]

[narcolepsy]

Mm... I promise.. even though I don't believe it'll happen.

[ baein would be the first person there to grab him and hold him back.

after a second, he looks up agan, cheeks a faint pink. the urge is there, simmering under his skin, and baein shifts a little to press closer. ]

Can I kiss you?

[faeshim]

[daeshim's eyes grow a little wider at the request, his mouth a little rounder. he feels like he's blushing all the way up to his small antlers.

but his answer comes quickly and enthusiastically.]

Yes! Yes please, I really want to be kissed by you!

[and kiss him in return, the way he's been longing to.]

[narcolepsy]

Really?

[ the vampire doesn't give himself time to think it over, not when daeshim's agreement sinks down on him like a blanket and baein turns around and tilts his head up to kiss the fae. it's soft, not quite desperate, but he tugs daeshim into it, hands framing his face, as if he's afraid he'll disappear. ]

[unactualized]

[Leona struggles with himself for a moment. It's mortifying, really, how much he wants this. The sound of someone breathing next to him, the warmth of another body. He'd never been the type of guy to seek out such physical comforts from others, but.... the allure was so strong that he finds himself curling up next to Silver within moments, letting out a heavy sigh as he slumps down and relaxes into the grass.

He'd just. Lay here until it passes. It was fine. He'd get up in a second. He'd let the closeness wash over him until the yawning ache passes, and leave while silver was none the wiser.

Well, that was the plan, anyway.

And then Silver is rolling closer, latching on like a limpet, and Leona stiffens. His ears flick back, tail swishing in a way that betrays his unease.

The quiet noise Silver makes is loud in his ears, feels like it's settling beneath his skin, and he suppresses a shiver. And he should shove Silver off, mock him for being clingy but...

He's warm. Warm in the way another human being is, and Leona wants. It feels a bit like weakness to stay, but it feels a bit like cowardice to leave.

He curses quietly under his breath. But after a moment, his tail is tucking itself around Silver neatly, a huff escaping him.]

Tch... what a pain in the ass.

all of the pats and scritches

[spritefully]

[It wasn't meant to be irritating, really, but they're not bothered by the reaction. Not really. After all, it's just a fundamental disconnect, isn't it? The fact isn't enough to turn him away, nor see him rebuke them properly, so it's fine.]

Hm. Whatever you want to call it.

[They'll give him the benefit of the doubt on that - what is truly painful varies from creature to creature, after all. They're fairly certain that if he left it long enough it would eventually draw that line, but eventually isn't something they find interesting. Not interesting at all, compared to the brush of fingers against their jaw, rough edges meeting soft and more than enough to encourage Loni's head to tilt upward to watch him.]

You are most kind. I like being pretty. [The smile they keep remains, soft and sweet with that undercurrent of curiosity.] I'm called Dubhshláine, though you may call me what you like.

[That sounds more like a concession than an attempt at flirtation - they've come to accept that any number of creatures struggle even with this pseudonym.]

And what do I call you, darling?

[spritefully]

[Because he's an idiot]

Hm.. I see. I'll have to find that one sometime.

[A time that isn't now, because honestly why would they stop tormenting someone fun without being told directly to do so??]

Well, you know me now, don't you~?♪ I'm sure you know more people than you think who would be amenable if you asked, heehee. If you don't ask, after all, you can't expect anything, can you?

[sultanofsquat]

[ In his yokai-ridden state, he can hardly recall when and how he moved to be kneeling at her side- only that a voice that was his deep down told him that before they can continue, he needed a reprieve from how hot her insides were. A reprieve for the two of them, in hindsight, least he effectively started rutting in her like some wild animal and hurt her for pressing too hard and deep. Yet even in this crazed of a state, deep into the spell as they may be, flecks of the blond swordsman she yearned his eyes to stay upon were still there. When she looks up to him from her partially upright spot, the image of his throbbing wet cock hanging over her face before her gaze is drawn to how much of a mess he was...

He wasn't going to be forgetting this part. Grasping for words as he tries to form sentences beyond her name, how hot she was and felt and how he was going to cum again, he answers her with a moaned, ]

Yeah...

[ Heatless Cloud can be embarrassed much later. Right now, the greedy Daikoh was reveling in making his little Daijuu submit to him as precum already beads and drools from the slit of his cock when she curiously strokes him. She looks so innocent still, even as she gets a grasp around his thick shaft...if it weren't for the true Cloud's manners, he might have already thrust his hips forward until his tip tapped her lips. But he restrains himself...for now.

With Ayaka rolling onto her side to face him, he has more than a view of her petite yet curvy body. Seeing the sheer amount of his seed that drips out and coats the insides of her thighs, the inner yokai in him was damn near tempted to rectify that 'mistake' and fill her all over. But then their eyes meet as she gives him a curious, slow handjob, and his dick continues to pulse from all the stimulation tonight. ]

It feels good, Ayaka...

[ "Good" was "right" as far as Cloud was concerned. But he couldn't be the only one feeling good. And if Cloud wasn't going to listen to his inner Daikoh to force her down on his cock, he was at least going to indulge and give her something back. One hand reaches down for the top of her head, stroking through her hair and caressing the side of her head. The other takes a handful of her chest as she faces him, groping her breast as he encourages her. ]

[neetvampire]

[Even with how much he craves for touch, the affectionate way in which Thanatos sweeps him up into his arms and kisses him makes Kuro feel just a bit flustered. Enough so that he nuzzles his head against Thanatos' throat to hide his flustered expression, ears sliding sideways.

Really, this guy....

But the suggestion of water makes his ears perk up. You'd think as feline-aligned as he was, he would hate water, but he was actually very fond of it... except for the kind that was in rivers or oceans, admittedly.]

A swim, or a bath? I could go for either, really.

[shatteredstoryline]

[The splat of his landing startles her. Melissa jolts a bit before looking down at him limp against her. For now the vines are kind. Slithering about to make a soft bed of vegetation for them. Meanwhile Melissa simply raises her hands to stroke Brickston's back and comb fingers through his hair.]

H-hey... hey, you all right?

[There's an urge to continue. A need to roll her hips and thrust frantically into him, but for now they both seem a bit tired to continue with that just yet. So she's soft, and reassuring despite the air being thick with the heady scent of sex.]

[ilqaras]

[Dohalim was just about to answer the question before Red Wine turned the machine on-- the sudden buzzing inside him almost rips a surprised yelp from him. but he's not completely silent as he lets out a sound anyway, eyes wide for a moment before the flutter closed, as he tilts forward to lean on his arms. the pleasure is nothing he could describe; to be fair, it's almost overwhelming as it thrums unforgivingly in him. it's enough for him to cum right then, but by some miracle, Dohalim keeps it together for the moment, but he can't completely ignore the fact that his cock is so unbelievably hard, even after all this time.

hands grip the edge of the sybian tightly, knuckles turning white as he attempts to keep himself grounded enough to try to answer Red Wine's question; when he does speak, there's a waver in his voice]

Nn... Yes...

[it's all he can muster up right now as he thinks about how many times Red Wine would have him strapped down onto the seat if he were acquire one himself. or for how long. would the man sit and watch as Dohalim steadily descends into madness by a flick of a switch? quite possibly, and the idea of it only excites him more.

hips move against the vibrating dildo as he slowly, trying to push it in deeper, to get that vibration thruming up against those nerves in him]

[faeshim]

[he's forgotten language, or he's lost the ability to speak. something happens, because all daeshim can do is nod and hope that that's enough. baein pulls him into the kiss, and he feels like he's floating into it. his body feels so light, the vampire's lips and hands feel so soft. he puckers his own into it at first, and then his nervousness fades into a feeling that's like coming home.

daeshim's hands rest on the other's sides, soothing down them as his lips part and he invites baein in for a deeper kiss. it's still soft and gentle, but it's not the kind of kiss that friends exchange.]

[acutabove]

[ the hot puff of words against his ear is enough to send a body-wide shudder through him, potent enough that it's easy to mistake it as another aftershock of his orgasm even as he goes limp against their shared futon. the combined assault of Thoma's scent above and beneath him is enough to keep the heat raging in his body from completely abating, flames of pleasure licking and curling in his abdomen, spreading like wildfire along every nerve-ending and point of contact between him and the blond.

just being around him, being this close is sending his instincts into a frenzy, and it takes little for him to start bucking, to try and grind his quickly-hardening cock into any part of the retainer he can reach to try and alleviate the growing need inside of him. ]

No-- [ he begins, hand curling over Thoma's shoulder, nails digging into the skin. while he means to follow it up with more, he's distracted by Thoma's attractive jawline and finds himself nosing against it, lips pressing along the bone up to his ear, which he promptly shoves his tongue into. mercifully, it's only a moment; a moment and then he's pulling away to pant into it, teeth nipping at the lobe as he struggles to voice what he means.

... which is something easier said than done, and it doesn't take much before he gives up and just scrambles for Thoma's free hand, grasping at it with shaking fingers and shoving it down, one leg kicking up to give Thoma room to feel for himself the extent of the kizuna on his body. namely - the effects of the heat rampaging through his system, culminating in a slick, viscous lubricant seeping between his legs. ]