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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[phoenixblessed]

Hm. If I didn't want it, I would have told you already.

[Perhaps not as forcefully as he has a habit of rejecting unwanted gifts, but he would have made his thoughts clear and he certainly would not have played it. It's difficult to explain why he feels uneasy, though he will certainly try for Kazuha's sake.

He shifts his hands to grip the samurai's smaller ones inside his. They fit there like they're meant to go there, he thinks, and he smiles faintly at the thought.]

And you're foolish if you think that you need to do anything if you want my attention, Kazuha. [Oh, he knows that the man is very aware of this, but... Diluc glances at the closed violin case, then back at his lover's bright eyes. His hands are steady now, as if they were never shaking at all.]

I've... spent a long time trying to put certain parts of my past behind me. I always used to tell Kaeya that I don't see the point in keeping things when they have no further use to me. [A breathy little laugh escapes him and he shakes his head, running his thumbs over Kazuha's knuckles.] But the truth is... I'm sentimental. He always knew that. And this is just... something I thought I'd left behind for good. [He smiles.] I'm grateful. Just surprised.

[maxwellsdaemon]

Fine, he could be a coward. Duo could wait for him. He could wait forever if needs be.

Duo moved his hands up Wufei's back, lifting high enough he could bury his fingers within Wufei's hair as they kissed. And yes, Duo could feel it. He could feel everything Wufei was afraid to say and more. But then he was moving again and all thought left Duo's mind as he echoed his lovers groan and dropped his hands again so that he could wrap his arms around Wufei's waist.

The laugh... damn near undid him. Duo gave a chuckle of his own and went straight for Wufei's throat, kissing and nipping, sucking at the soft skin there. It was perfect. Wufei was his. There was nothing more perfect than that.

[leafwhistle]

[The brief stilling is enough to make the Inazuman's heat addled brain pause for a moment, wondering if he had crossed a line. To his horny brain, it had sounded somewhat sexy— Kazuha is rarely confrontational, merely aroused by the thought of his partner doing the same as he was now. Aether's swift recovery is followed by his own, and he nips the shell of the blond's ear at his response.]

Are you asking to be punished?

[He curls his arm around the traveler's waist, his palm sliding up his bare stomach to his chest, where he pushes his hand beneath the fabric of his top. A scarred, calloused thumb brushes over his nipple, rolling it.]

We share most things, Aether. I might only be irritated he had you first.

[phoenixblessed]

[Diluc snickers a little, smirking as he looks away and pretends not to notice how red Kaeya has gone. He picks up another of the sweet treats and pops it into his mouth, chewing contentedly as he looks out over the garden.]

I don't know how you can expect anything less of me at this point. [He comments. Saying things to embarrass his boyfriend was really par for the course at this point, and Diluc seemed to make a point of doing it often.]

It isn't my fault you're so easily flustered.

[somnolently]

[It occurs to him all at once that this is somewhat... familiar, isn't it? The only solace Silver finds in this circumstance is that he's not alone in this feeling. He's not the only one who struggles with intimacy or even wanting it, nor the only one who has qualms with the way Nippon works. That has to be worth something.]

I'm grateful for it, and relieved you think so. [It's not as simple as platitudes, even if it's light conversation. The realisation that Thanatos reminds him a little of Malleus happens just as suddenly, and for a moment he lapses into an almost heavy silence.] It's still strange, [He laughs as he speaks, settled in close to the nigh imposing presence beside him] to be minded. But it fills me with a peculiar and comforting warmth, so thank you again.

And-- ah. I'm pleased to see you again.

[currysseur]

( The water's running, the steam is filling the small en suite... and so is something else. The soft breaths of one (1) Izumi Tachibana, her back pressed against the wall, eyes fluttering shut as her fingers dip between her thighs. )

A-ah... Banri-kun...

( Wait.

Did the door just open? And... )

B-B-Banri-kun!

( Her hands hurry away from where they were touching, and she very nearly slips in her rush to get back to the present moment, and away from the fantasies she'd hoped to purge out of her mind before she re-entered the bedroom. But—

Here Banri-kun is. Offering to join her. )

Sure.

( Welp, there goes any hope of professional decorum. But she doesn't exactly have a lot of it left after being caught right then, does she? )

[currysseur]

( If she was going to lie about it, wouldn't it make more sense to play along with having just arrived, anyway? She knows how protective the Mankai boys are, and knows all too well what Chikage's like.

Which is why she's just going to omit the truth a little bit. Maybe not mention the trip to Sapporo and the endless blizzard there. Not mention being teleported on top of a giant penis statue. )

Nothing important. ( Actually. No wait. Scratch that. ) Oh...! Now that I think about it...

( God, how does she even begin to describe this? ) When I woke up this morning, I remembered a lot of new things.

( Uh. )

Like you.

[sleepsalot]

Yeah, believe me, I noticed.

[ He leaves it at that, deciding that if Cloud has any more questions about his fight with Sephiroth, he could ask them if he so chooses. Noctis isn’t pleased that he ended up being saved by one of the Six, as they usually only lend their aid when things are going south rather quickly. But he knows had he not taken Ramuh up on his offer, things could have ended much worse than they did.

His focus doesn’t shift from Cloud, though, still very interested in this whole SOLDIER thing as Sephiroth’s demonstration did little to answer Noctis’s questions about the elite group. He wonders if they’re similar to the Kingsglaive, if they get their abilities from somebody or like the Glaive do or if they are born with it or… something else. ]

So, what does that make you, then?

[currysseur]

...Oh!

( No thoughts, only theatre. )

Of course I do. It would be difficult to direct without passion. The audience can sense that.

[pilot05]

They were mated, Wufei felt that down to his core, like this moment was cementing something between them. It was beautiful, and he simply let himself enjoy it, rather than trying to commit it to memory. He moved with his lover, closing his eyes and letting his voice rise.

Gave himself over to Duo in every way that he could. Opened himself, relaxed.

[brilliantdiamond]

[As much as Aether sometimes wished he was a bit taller, or at least a bit bulkier muscle-wise, he can't deny the thrill he feels when his partner moves him around so easily, as if he were weightless. He stares up at her from below, cheeks flushed as his eyes sweep over her curves. Despite being fully clothed, he feels far more vulnerable like this, arms sprawled on either side of his head, and his thighs pressed together in some vain attempt to hide the tent in the skirt.]

[But somehow, it's not until he has the monster dildo in hand that he realizes this is really going to happen... and also, he's never done this before?? Nevermind having never played with a dildo, he's never actually been the one penetrating with anything. This man is a Bottom™.]

[Still, it's not like he's going in totally blind he reads doujinshi sometimes, and he knows it's not the same as when penetrating a guy. But even so, before he moves the toy down, he reaches with his other hand instead -- smoothing along her skin and between her folds, eager to feel how wet she is so far.]

[historicallyloaded]

Haaaaah~

[ His cock twitches and drools. His eye rolls up and he shutters at the teasing. The accusations. How... how shameless, how crude...! The audacity of it! He is maybe totally definitely being a butt-slut. ]

Please, more... stupid. I'm your— [ He sighs, struggling so much to form any coherent sentences. ] your butt s-slu...

[ He bites his lips. It's so shameful he trails off and can't even finish it. Not between the wet slaps of skin and the mesmerizing sway of her tits as she rails up into him. No thoughts, head empty, only being relentlessly fucked by Melissa Foddebrat and a bunch of horny plants.

It takes him a bit longer to build back up but the tell-tale precipice of an orgasm starts to rear up on him again as her taunts echoes in his mind. The way she holds on to his hips makes him feel like she's using him like her own personal toy. It's thrilling. ]

I'm close...

[shatteredstoryline]

[He may be a a Bottom™, but as one it is his duty and as a maid it is only natural he'd follow orders. Prepare everything just like a good little maid.

When his fingers drag along and against her lower lips she breathes a sigh of contentment. His touch is soft, and warm. Delightful. Melissa watches him closely. In fact seeing with him struggle on how to go forward with this is just as sweet, if not more-so, than feeling him touch her.]

A good start.

[icepatch]

[With a huff, Kaeya grabbed the box of sweets and held it close.]

Don't be mean to the person who left a party early and brought you treats!

[Kaeya couldn't deny what Diluc said, but he could at least retaliate in another way.]

[sultanofsquat]

[ Cloud turns to Noctis then, with the same softer glow in his eyes that the young prince had stared down in the monster of a swordsman. That was a good question...ever since he came here, he'd been questioning it deep down. But at the same time, his mind would continue to shuffle the answers around to fit the narrative. A narrative that kept him on his feet, moving forward, and no longer beaten down and broken. But he doesn't know that. Not yet. For all that the acerbic swordsman was aware? ]

SOLDIER. First Class. [ ... though after saying such a simple, albeit perhaps unsatisfying answer, his expression finally looses into something softer as he sighs through his nose. ] 'Cept you faired a lot better against me apparently.

[ His subtle way of saying that, if this were a serious fight? He would always bet on himself, but...he also knew when the odds were stacked against him. ]

You're something else, Noctis.

[maxwellsdaemon]

They moved together as one. Duo held Wufei's back, balanced and protected, steady as he rose and fell above him. His own hips would rock, meeting Wufei's as he dropped down to thrust up into him with low groans of pleasure.

Duo wasn't sure why it was this way, but suddenly saying those words, everything had changed. The feelings were more intense. The pleasure heightened. Duo had never felt anything like it before and he knew, he knew in that moment that what he had said was the truth. He loved Wufei. And this proved it. These feelings between them couldn't be denied. They couldn't be faked.

And Wufei had never looked more beautiful than he did in that moment...

[pilot05]

Wufei had never felt anything like it before, had never been so sure that things were exactly as they were meant to be. Not even in the heat of battle, when he'd been fighting for the fate of the entire earth sphere. This moment felt like he had finally aligned himself perfectly within the universe.

The sensation was overwhelming, he had no choice but to grab on tighter to Duo as pleasure washed over him. His whole body felt like it'd been hit with a live wire and seconds later he let out a whimper as his hips met Duo's, his orgasm quite literally stealing his breath and making his whole body go taut. It was like he was frozen there, tense and unable to breath, time stopped until sensation came rushing back and he was shaking, gasping like a drowning man as all his strength left him.

[chaoticstupid]

Yeah, they're both here. And we're all living in the same place together.

[Which is likely just magnifying the problem, but the last thing he wants to do is move out. He has a feeling that if he did, the distance between them would only grow.]

And-- yeah, man, if you have any, I'm open to it. As long as it's nothin' about like-- stealing her or anything. My brother's too important to me for that, you know?

[chaoticstupid]

I dunno what all there is to talk about...

But you know those two pretty well, right? So just how much do you know about us?

[About me is what he's really aiming for, but it's hardly possible to talk about the issues of one twin without discussing the other.]

[chaoticstupid]

[TIME TO TURN AND RUN IN ANOTHER DIRECTION AND THROW ANOTHER DOOR OPEN!]

[But this time, it opens to an empty room.]

[It's still a dead-end, but hey, he can at least throw the door behind them closed for a brief reprieve.]

...what is happening??

[ilqaras]

[knowing just how hands on Red Wine usually is only leaves Dohalim yearning for him, whining softly when he doesn't get any of those touches. but Red Wine is also right; Dohalim has realised that, now that he's let himself enjoy being driven crazy like this, that he likes toeing that fine line.

bright, glowing eyes look at the Food Soul through half lidded eyes and lashes, before they flutter closed at the feeling of warm fingers mapping across his skin, leaving searing trails in their wake as he shifts towards them. the thrumming inside of him as the sybian continues to vibrate brings him ever closer to orgasm; he's not sure if he'll be able to hold back much longer. his thighs tremble as he rolls his hips against the seat even more; he almost cums as soon as he feels Red Wine's hand wrap around his cock. a moan rips out from him as his head tilts back, and he doesn't answer back, fully knowing that words would fail him if he tried. he tugs at the restraints, trying to ground himself, trying to keep that orgasm at bay for just a little longer]

[decori]

( She listens intently to his words, refraining from expressions, or laughter, or anything but a gentle lean towards him and bright blue eyes seeking his. )

... I've known many who would deserve that.

( The upper crust always was full of assholes. But more to the point... )

You're sure?

( Fine.

She supposes she'll try this as well. )

I grew up in a place we call The Avenue. My family name known to most anyone with enough magic reserves to have power in our society. I'd planned to follow in my father's footsteps...

I suppose, suffice to say I grew up with anything I could want delivered to me at the snap of my fingers.

( It's helping, slowly, the pressure relieving itself word by word as she winds out the story. Something she's only ever told to Aisling, and even then, never in so much detail. )

Then the Avenue began to change. Families around us started to speak of Alexapro. It seemed like nothing until they began attending meetings, donating money and magic to this group. People changed. Friends I'd known since I was a girl would only talk of this new world order Alexapro would bring. Even my ex...

( That one hurt. They may not have been together, but she did still care for him, and watching him consumed with this feverish devotion to an idea which came out of nowhere left Thea aching. )

When my father came home, suggesting that we attend a meeting, I... I knew nothing good could come of it. But no one would listen. So I ran.

( She lifts her hand as she finishes speaking. Her chest feels light, free of the curse which had plagued her, replaced by tears pricking at her eyes and rolling down her cheeks. )

[decori]

( Ah.

She recognises this uncertainty. She's seen it in customers, before. Possibly even experienced it once, long ago, when she was still that naïve little girl on the Avenue.

Hm, in that case... )

Then I propose we take things slowly. ( Warming up is good in any physical activity, but in this case, perhaps it will ease some of his tension. Thea smiles again, leaning in and brushing her fingertips at the back of his neck, holding him in place as she presses a kiss to his lips. ) Sit on the bed, darling.

( Once he has, he'll find himself straddled by Thea, her thighs brushing his as her hand rakes through his hair. )

[charredflame]

[uncertainty sure is one of the many things he feels right now. The touch of her fingers on his neck causes a shiver to go down his spine, and it's only because he is stubbornly determined not to embarrass himself any more that he doesn't make a noise into the kiss.

Asch does as he's told and - ah. His hands move automatically to take her hips to steady her, eyes darting down briefly before returning up. She's loosened the bangs he keeps pushed back and he's glad for it, it'll hide the way the flush on his cheeks darkens.

He swallows, finding his voice]

Slow is - fine. [. . .] I apologize now if I lose my patience.

[not at her, but rather at himself and the way this heat is affecting him]

[phoenixblessed]

Should it not be?

[Diluc is not always given to roughness and doesn't feel the need for it right now. The question, though, makes his hand startle slightly away from their cheek and a flash of sharp clarity briefly runs behind his eyes. Despite the small ways in which he has given in already, he's still fighting.]

I said I found you pretty, it stands to reason I'd enjoy looking at you for a moment.

[So blunt. Not entirely like him, but the words leave him regardless and he is not embarrassed by them.]

Would you prefer a firmer hand?