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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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Really? I'd say you look more Princess to me.

[But with that out of the way, all that was left was to pay -- which he'll do without question, already moving to the register with his wallet.]

So... back to my place after this? Paimon's staying with a friend for the rest of the month, so we won't have to worry about bothering her.

[Can't let his little fairy friend see him in heat, okay.]

[She's a little surprised to hear "princess". If only because she tends to favor outfits with pants despite indulging in the occasional dress. She won't argue further, and when they make it to the counter she's too dumbfounded to insist on paying herself.

But it's logical to let him do it. He's been here much longer than she has.]

Yeah, we could use your bed this time.

[Not gonna make the same mistake again, no thank you.]

[Paimon appreciates that they aren't gonna fuck in her bed, yes.]

[But with their purchase made, all that remained was heading back to Aether's teapot -- which he was graciously allowed to keep in a nearby tea shop, so no need to worry about it getting stolen away while they're inside it. And unlike the last time Melissa found herself in here, this time they're taken directly inside the house, in the hallway just outside his bedroom.]

So... I guess you've already seen inside here before, huh?

[SNOOP... but the room itself is a bit bare, outside of a luxuriously soft futon laid out on the tatami floor, and a few potted plants here and there.]

[But more importantly, there was a certain scent in the room that wasn't noticeable on Aether back in the shop. He's been in heat on and off for a little while now -- and even when he isn't actively giving them off, the pheromones he gave off previously have lingered in his bed and clothing.]

[She's not only a snoop. He admitted himself he enjoyed crossdressing the first day they met. So a snoop, and a good listener!

Melissa steps in close behind him. A hand at his waist as she leans to press a kiss to the exposed portion of his neck. Something is making her feel... bolder. Not that she isn't already bold, but this is more in relation to her affections.]

Not with you in it. A room is just a room without people.

That's true... it feels a lot more exciting with you in here, too.

[The feeling of her body so close to his own sends a brief shiver down his spine, strengthened by the way she presses her lips against his skin. Resting one hand over the one at his hip, he tilts his head to the side, as if offering her more room.]

[But they had plenty of time for that. They can't forget a certain important aspect of all this, after all!]

So, should I-- get dressed? It shouldn't take me too long.

[And maybe in the meantime, she can go through their goody bag -- they got a lot of little extras in there.]

[Melissa is reluctant to let Aether go. He smells... alluring. Honestly a part of her feels ravenous for him. Like wanting to engulf his tiny body and devour him before anybody else has a chance to.

Before she replies she'll pepper a few more kisses on his skin. A nip at his jawline. But then she'll step back, and allow him to do what he wishes.]

Sure. Just don't be too long.

[A part of her is already wanting to follow him, after all.]

[Likewise, he finds the desire to simply melt against her almost too strong to ignore, the slightest whine passing his lips when she steps back. But that's just all the more reason to hurry and get dressed so they can do this!]

[...]

[But of course, they're already in his room. And he's hardly going to leave his room to get changed, that would just be silly! So after passing her a brief glance, he opens his closet to fish out what he needs -- and then starts to undress.]

[He's never really done a sexy strip tease before, and he's not even really thinking about doing one now. So not much thought is put into how he undresses, outside of doing so in an order than keeps himself relatively modest -- though whether that's out of shyness or a desire to tease is up for debate. His back remains turned to her as he pulls off his shirt, toned muscles visible despite his smaller size. Then he slides down and out of his pants, leaving him in just his boxers. The dress and apron come next, the fabric clinging to what little curves he has -- and allowing for only the slightest peek as he slides off the boxers and replaces them with a pair of rather sheer bloomers.]

[After that, he just needs to bend over and slide the stockings up over his legs -- and then, just before he turns to face her again, he reaches behind himself to pull off the tie holding his braid together, shaking it out until his slightly-wavy hair is left falling over his shoulders.]

[By the time he does turn -- his face is practically scarlet, and the way his skirt sticks out in front is leaving very little to the imagination with regards to how much he likely enjoyed knowing he was being watched.]

How do I... look?

[When they part Melissa takes the goody bag to the futon. Placing it on the mattress and pulling the items out one by one. But the rustle of clothes grabs her attention. Being so close to his bed, his smell, has her absolutely stunned when she sees the clothes falling off his slender body.

Her mouth waters. A familiar feeling tugs at her gut. The desire to have him is so visceral it takes all she has not to pounce on him from here she kneels on the futon.

And then he has the nerve to ask how he looks. Doesn't he know? Isn't he away just how appetizing he is? The tight stockings hugging the curves of his calves, the teasing hint of creamy thighs disappearing into delicate ruffles of the apron. Melissa has to swallow before she can answer.]

—Great. You look great.

[Ah, oops. She accidentally ripped the bag causing all the junk to fall out.]

[The way she's looking at him only serves to excite him further -- but more than that, it draws him away from those feelings of shyness, and even prompts a little laugh.]

[Stepping closer, he kneels down on the futon in front of her -- just in time for the contents of the bag to spill out between them. Thank god the dildo was in a box, or it might have flopped all over the place. But then, just seeing the size of the box itself serves as a reminder of just how much he's going to be taking here.]

I'm glad you think so. You know, I've-- had sex while dressed up before, but this is the first time I've dressed up specifically for it. It's more exciting than I thought it'd be.

[An attempt is made to tug the hem of his skirt down but-- alas, the tent is going nowhere. At least the apron makes it a little less apparent, but he figures there's not much need to hide it when it's so obvious. But this just means she'll be able to see those creamy thighs poking out above the stockings.]

So, what else did they give us? I saw the extra lube, but I-- have plenty we can use here.

[He can't help another little laugh when he sees the glowing condom. But what were those tablets the shopkeeper included??]

[It's only Aether's exploration of the spilled contents that keeps Melissa from slamming her whole face between his legs. They look so soft! She wants to bite them...

Maybe she'll take the free, unused lube home. After all it's best to use up what's already got its expiry date ticking down on it. And... the tablets? She picks them up and reads the back of the blister pack containing them.]

"Make your love juices lovely with Dr. Funk's patented ODTs. Ravish your partner's rainbow."

What the actual fuck?

[She should 100% bite them, yes--]

[But okay, horny is put on hold for whatever the fuck that sentence was.]

[...]

It's not going to turn something rainbow colored, is it?

[He doesn't want a rainbow dick?? Or rainbow jizz for that matter. It'll ruin the effect when he comes all over himself later-- ahem.]

[Melissa snorts. She thinks she gets it.]

I think the implication here is that it'll taste like candy. Want one?

[Maybe if he eats one she'll wring him dry just for a taste.]

They can do things like that?

[MAGIC IS INCREDIBLE]

[He hesitates for a moment, eyes flickering between Melissa and the tablets -- before he goes ahead and takes one, putting it in his mouth. Perhaps he should be a little more suspicious of something included for free by a man who had no problem advertising to them in their dreams, but-- well, he does like trying new things.]

...it tastes sweet.

[Watching the little tablet go beyond Aether's lips to his sparks something... odd, in Melissa. Jealousy? Over a tablet? Ridiculous. And yet all she can think of is wanting to shut those lips up by putting the cheeky little maid between her legs again.

That's it. She's not holding back anymore. Melissa pushes away all the other corporate gifts to reach out and put a hand on Aether's leg.]

I'm sure you do, too.

[Hooking a finger under his stocking, Melissa pulls it back and lets the elastic snap against his pale thighs. But she's quick to follow that up with kisses to soothe any redness that may come about from her 'rough' treatment.]

[A soft gasp passes by his lips when the stocking snaps against his thigh, but he doesn't seem to have any complaints. His face flushes red again when she leans down to kiss the skin there, shifting to instead curl his legs out from under him, essentially spreading out in front of her. And seeing her down there, while also seeing the way his cock twitches with interest from under the frills of his skirt, sends a thrill down his spine that makes him shiver with anticipation.]

[Up until now, the effects produced by his heat were mild, bubbling beneath the surface. But like this, they're starting to swell with a vengeance, his body practically aching for more contact, more touches. Compared to her, his own touch is gentle -- his hand caresses her cheek before smoothing into her hair, fingertips running over the braids supporting the peonies still present in her hair.]

[Is it his imagination, or have they bloomed more since they first met earlier? Without even thinking about it, words spill out from lips, sweet in contrast to the heated gaze he offers in turn.]

You really are beautiful, my lady.

[Oh, he's not imagining things. Those peony petals have unfurled quite a bit now, and a light scent emits from them. Perhaps by the time this is over they'll be completely blooming. As for now Melissa can't keep Aether's gaze. Because the moment their eyes meet she's overwhelmed with the need to mark him.

Burying her face between his thighs, she nips the soft inner skin before sinking her teeth against the pillowy flesh more aggressively. Melissa's lips create a seal as she sucks on Aether's thigh to make a dark bruise.

A part of her is torn whether she wants someone to see it and be scandalized, or for Aether to not have to show it at all. Cementing the fact that he belongs— ah, no. What a dangerous thought. Melissa sits up.]

Get to work, little maid. Undress me.

[So that she may start inspecting on how to... wield their new toy.]

[The more the heat starts to take over, the more sensitive his entire body feels, with the sensation of Melissa's teeth against his thigh sending a shiver down his spine that makes him gasp once more. Just how debauched would he look after they're done, stretched by that cock and covered in bites, the uniform askew and filthy from his own fluids... he really was something of a pervert, wasn't he, to be so aroused just from picturing it.]

[Perhaps that's why his gaze is far more heated when she pulls back, Aether feeling all the more eager to strip her bare and feel her body under his fingertips. He hadn't gotten the chance in their little dream, after all.]

Yes, my lady.

[He sits up on his knees as he shifts closer, eyes flickering back up at her as he starts with her shirt. Opening buttons and peeling off layers so he might have a chance to brush his hand against her bare skin... perhaps it's a good thing he has such hobbies as dressing in women's clothing, since it means there won't be a stumble when he gets to her bra.]

[Melissa is actually so surprised by the bra bit that it stuns her. She watches him delicately remove the garment from her, and the tenderness of it is so overwhelming that she takes Aether's face in her hands and kisses him passionately. Locking lips with heated fervor.]

[He hardly has the chance to appreciate her before he's swept into a kiss, one hand resting on her hip and the other around her back to steady himself. It's all too easy to melt into this moment, savoring the feeling of her soft lips against his own.]

[Perhaps the only downside of having a clothing-related fetish means he won't get to feel her bare chest against his own -- but who says they can't cuddle after?]

[Loathe to part from the kiss, he opts to let his hands continue their work unseen, resting them both against her waist to start sliding down her pants as well. As much as he's looking forward to being pinned down and railed, he wants to see all of her, too -- and touch as much as she allows.]

[Aether is sweet. Like summer berries ripened on the vine. He's soft and small and everything that triggers protective and possessive instincts. And the more she tastes of him, the stronger the urge to claim him.

The moment he frees her from those trousers, Melissa acts. She gathers up his slender body in her arms and flips him until his back is up against the futon. What a contrast, with Aether fully clothed and Melissa bare.

Reaching behind her she grabs hold of the dildo before handing it to him.]

You do it.

[A bit of a power move, making him ready her, but she wants to watch him do it. See the expression as one end of the toy sinks between her lips before she takes him.]

[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.]

[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.

[Every time his eyes flicker back up at her, he feels another thrill run down his spine. He can practically feel her gaze on him, intimately aware of the power balance they've created between the two of them. It wasn't something he had much experience with, which may explain why it felt so exciting to place that power in her hands, his actions spurred along by her words.]

[He slides two fingers inside her, a soft groan falling from his lips at how hot and wet she feels, like silk between his fingertips. Drawing them out slowly, he pauses only a moment at her clit for a little extra stimuli -- before bringing them up to his lips to taste her. ]

[Only then does he bring the toy down, drawing the length of the smaller end between her lips, and then teasing the tip of that half at her entrance -- a slow but firm press, as his grip remains tight around the monstrous cock-side of the toy.]

[Of course, little do they know, the moment the toy is fully in place, the spell inside activates -- enabling Melissa full sensation as though the toy had become an extension of her body.]

[It starts when he tastes the evidence of her arousal. Her confidence wavers as her desire becomes heavier. It only becomes more pronounced when the enchantment brings the dildo 'to life'. The sudden wave of sensation crashing over her makes Melissa's head spin. A combination of being penetrated and being handled is wild. Especially since she can swear that now she feels Aether's tight grip on the false shaft.

It makes her breath hitch and her cheeks feel even hotter. Her hips buck — thrusting the dildo in his hand.]

[There's no way for Aether to know that she can feel his hand around her, and yet even so, he finds himself stroking the cock gently between his fingertips, feeling every bump and groove of its unique shape. Would he be able to feel those inside him, he wonders?]

[It's a motion that only continues when she thrusts into his hand, bringing a soft huff of laughter to his lips as he smiles back at her. It must feel good inside her to trigger that reaction, right?]

How does it feel? Good?

May | Event: Flowers of Buffoonery

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