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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[sultanofsquat]

[ It was so difficult to take it all. To continue to kiss her and hold her hand if he wanted to continue listening to the domineering Daikoh; it told him to just pin her down and screw her mercilessly, breaking her pussy in till she was claimed for him alone. Yet the more eccentric and craving Daishoku within him yearned for everything at once... He's addicted to the sound of her voice, to the feel of her nails when they comb through his hair, to the hypnotic shake of her breasts every time his cock strikes home, the unbelievable tightness that grips his girth and begs him to go a little deeper. The Daishoku within him wants to keep fucking her until day breaks. Even when the sunlight was pouring in through the window, if he could see and feel her, he wouldn't want to stop.

Load after load, until her womb was overflowing and his cock shapes in her tight stomach. He can't have everything, not at once...but by the end of the night until this heat wanes? Cloud was going to take everything, and give her everything she craves in turn. ]

Ayaka— [ He's finding it so hard to hold himself back, despite how passionate they've been already, a sweep of her tongue on his. His skin itches when she moves the robe from his shoulder, sliding down his arm as he finds himself haphazardly shaking it free from the fabric. ] I can't—

[ He can't take it anymore. Cloud wasn't just going to make her cum. He was going to give her every last drop, till the only heat she yearned for was his touch, his dick stirring her little pussy over and over. He pushes himself up onto his knees, his long cock hanging so hard and wet for her to see as he pulls off the other sleeve of his robe, letting it drop carelessly behind him. There's a franticness to his movements, as if he was starved of her touch, his hands in hers, her lips and tongue on his as he pulls her cumstained panties up her milky thighs, up and off her legs until Ayaka was truly bare for him.

His hands grab the backs of her thighs, shoving her up until her lower half was hanging off the mattress and the strong blond was pressed flush against her for support, his cock throbbing over her as a promise of what she was missing. He rolls his hips back, lining himself up as he aims his tip at her raised entrance. ]

Ohh— [ Fuck... She wanted to be mated? Than he'd make sure to give her something else to remember tonight for as he thrusts into her hard and deep, twitching all the way at the back of her pussy as he builds another rhythm, watching her breasts bounce as he gives her that "more" they were both in heat for. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ It almost feels as if something is missing. She wants to hold his hand again, but instead, when Cloud thrusts inside of her, hitting her deepest spot in an instant from this position? Her hands immediately grip at the pillow her head is on. Moving her head a bit so she can pull it from behind and cover her face, she uses it to muffle the noises she's making.

Not because the dorm walls are thin, but because she's a little too embarrassed by the own sounds that she's making. With this, she can't see Cloud anymore, a mistake, because she wants to see his expression as he loses himself in her. There's pride in that, but most importantly, yet another means to connect with him should their eyes meet. Perhaps later, she'll put the pillow away, but she's enjoying this a little too much. At this time, she can't think of anything better than this.

With her ass off the bed, she can feel Cloud's cock mixing the juices inside her so well with each thrust and each time she feels the tip of his cock knock on her core. The noises are so explicit— wet noises, and that sound of something wet getting squished at the end of it all. There's the sound of his skin slapping hers. Everything is euphoric. No wonder she's losing herself as much as he is. ]

Ah... yes... mm, Cloud—

[ Just don't stop. She'll be as quiet as possible just for him. ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ There's the disconnect... Even if his lust-addled thoughts were drawn to the everywhere else that she hides behind layers of armor or her kimono, the person at the core of these desires wanted to look at her. He wanted to see her face as she loses herself, the look in her eyes when his cock flattens on her core and threatens to breach something forbidden, the obscene wet squelch of their juices as he pushes more of his cum in and out of her pussy. But if he was going to hide behind her pillow to quell her screams, than Cloud was still going to make sure he didn't take his eyes off her for one second. He'd only just cum earlier, but her incredibly tight walls hugging his length were already doing wonders in building him back up for another round. ]

Haa...shit...

[ He curses, adding more weight to his thrusts as his cockhead drives on her core. Rooting himself with one particularly deep thrust down, his back arches while his whole length swells bigger inside of her. Rapidly, eagerly as pleasure shoots through his groin. It can't fit...no more can possibly fit, but they've pent themselves up for too long to be satisfied with anything less as he chases another orgasm. Already...it's just too good. Ayaka's pussy was just too good, ready to let her milk his cock for every drop of cum he can give. It throbs heavier as his nails dig into the silky flesh of her thighs, gaining some more leverage to fuck into her faster.

Whether Ayaka was close to another peak or not...it really wouldn't matter by the time he can feel those rippling waves of pleasure course through him. Another deep grunt and sigh of satisfaction, and he finds his second release of the night, her insides already so full that the excess was spilling around the sides of his cock and leaving her entrance glistening white. Keeping her held in this position as he presses her into the mattress, some of that hot, spilt cum leaks and rolls down her front, a tease of marking her both inside and out. Cloud wants to see her... Panting and beckoning her name, he reaches down for the pillow she holds over her face, pulling it away and moving it above her head as he leans over her.

He's still so hard...and if Ayaka were to look as he slowly pulls out, it was flush red with arousal and overstimulation, his shaft dragging some of their juices out with until it's just the tip in her folds. Eyes on her. Cloud wants her to be able to see and feel him sliding straight back in, her insides so wet and slippery while his cockhead nudges on her core with a wet clap of their hips.

What did she tell him before? Don't stop? Because that's exactly what Cloud was doing as he pounds her with the same fervor as last time, mating her till they saw fit to switch things up. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ Just before Cloud cums, she would have already lowered the pillow by a little bit so she can see him. It was a mistake to take her eyes off him when she couldn't fully witness Cloud getting lost in her. But he cums, and she whimpers loudly just from how full she feels that it sends her to another climax. The pleasure is overflowing, literally and figuratively when her pussy can't possibly take any more of his seed tonight. They'll need to clean up, or at least, she does, so she can feel him in full again. Some of it slides down her body, its warmth burning her skin as she feels herself getting marked by his seed like this. ]

Cloud... [ Their eyes meet for a moment before her eyes move to where their bodies join together. She's so wet, and he's still so hard. It's a miracle she's able to fit him in her, but with how hard he's been fucking her, he's shaped her pussy to his cock that she can't possibly have anyone else satisfy her in this way. ]

Cloud! [ Her eyes close as she tosses her head to the side. All those pent up desires since the month began are all crumbling to dust. She's getting more than she's ever wanted from him, her expectations being exceeded by a mile. His cock can't possibly breach any further, and she feels his head hit something so deep each time that she keeps crying his name out loud. If she had any say, she'd want him to go further. Deeper. If it meant more pleasure, if it meant Cloud would keep looking at her... ]

Please hold my hand...

[ She doesn't want him to let go ever again. She doesn't want to let him go ever again. Keep him close. With climax after climax, she's been brought to a consistent afterglow. Her whole body has been tingling for some time now, pussy twitching constantly due to one release after another. ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ He can feel her walls clamping on his cock, so tight that if it weren't for how hard he was giving it to her, he'd think she'd accidentally squeeze him out. Seeing her toss her head to the side the way she does when his cock drives down on her womb, he wants to capture this image of her in his thoughts as well. So that whenever this heat that's consumed them finally returns to the ether, he'd find himself restless at night for a completely different reason. So that when the next time he saw her, he couldn't without flush cheeks and a throbbing in his loins. That's how badly he wants her, how desperate he is to keep her full as the yokai within him commands he bred and claimed this little daijuu.

It was a mistake granting both of these euphoric traits to a former SOLDIER. The one-man army was going to be kept hard and ready for the younger Kamisato no matter where and how they did it. What thoughts they brought to life from within these thin dorm walls. If others could hear their moans and the hard fucking they're caught so deep in, it was a message. The daikoh had possession of the girl he'd been longing for. She was his tonight. That beautiful smile she engraved into his heart? His tonight. Her airy, cute little voice calling his name? His tonight. These breasts that just begged to be touched as they bounced hypnotically in front of his face? That tight little pussy stretched out by his cock, hot flowing cum and head leaving her stomach tight?

His tonight. ]

Ayaka...!

[ Leaving her thighs, whether they stayed spread in this pressing position or not, left his hands open for just that wish. Both his hands find hers, holding them up and over her head as their fingers lace. He squeezes them tight as he looks into her eyes with lust-hazed blues, the wet sound of cum and her juices slushing accentuating the louder pants he makes as he stirs her insides deep. They can clean themselves up after this...or get lost all over again as his seed pours out of her cumming pussy over and over. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ Hold her and keep her close, just as she keeps you close, Cloud.

Ayaka's legs wrap around him when he lets go, keeping him close to her and for support. She doesn't know how many times she's reached her peak by now, or how many times he's finished inside her. It's just a detail at this point, when she's gotten what she's wanted.

Their eyes meet, and there is silence except for the wet sounds their bodies make. Her face is so red, lips swollen, hair a mess from all the tossing and turning she's done. She pants, hot breath leaving her parted lips each time. She's living in a reality where her dreams have come true. Who does she thank for this? No one else but the blond with her tonight.

No doubt Ayaka would be sore come morning, but she couldn't dare show it to anyone, especially not to him. She'll just have to rest and go through the day telling people she's fine. The less walking she has to do, the better.

For now, the cum-stained mess that is the Shirasagi Himegimi doesn't think of the consequences. Only want and only desire. Only the fire burning between them as she's in a better position to roll her hips in time with his. She just can't get enough of it— his cock, the way he fucks her as if he'd been wanting to do this for ages... ]

You feel so good, Cloud...

[ How can she go the rest of the month without him at this point? ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ If he ever lets go at any point tonight, it'll be too soon. He can feel her slender legs wrap around his waist, her soft thighs against his sides as he drives himself into her. Everything was beginning to melt together, both mind and body. How many times has she tapped out on his cock? How many times was he going to mark her tonight? They're already there; they've been given everything they could ask for, knowing that nothing between them was going to be quite the same, whether they said anything or not. Yet when her pure, icy grey eyes lock on with his, it's all worth it. When they wake up in the morning, no matter how flustered he may have been? It was all still worth it. Her dance, trusting him to take her someplace safe and comfortable, kissing her beneath that gazebo for the first time. Everything was worth it.

Tonight and every depraved, lewd thought and act they do? Was just the sweetest cherry on top. And he'll keep topping her over and over again if it meant that this didn't stop. She was going to be sore. He was going to be sore from all the overstimulation he was getting; it was all so addictive. Her parted lips and hot breath against his own lips are begging him to claim more of her. There's still more that he can take... Even when the fog clears...they might need a little more time at the rate they were going.

Consequences be damned, he was too focused on making her feel good. On letting himself feel good as they hadn't even begun to explore how they could reach even greater heights. If he's wanted to fuck her for ages...it's meant there's been plenty of time for the swordsman to want to try things. Whether they got to all of them tonight or not didn't matter any more as long as she just held onto him like this. And when he feels her hips roll in with his, his deep thrusts tempt further when he brings himself near the hilt. ]

Haa, yeah...so do you.

[ It's hard to tell with how rigid he already was, the severe heat he's enduring lowering his refractory period to practically zero, but as he finds his rhythm and times his thrusts with the roll of Ayaka's hips, he can feel her cum-drenched walls sliding along his cock; it gets bigger on every hard throb inside her, unable to fight the deeper groan that passes his lips as sweat drips from his bangs. His lower abdomen clenches with anticipation, every wet clap of their hips meeting driving his dick further on her, banging on her core as the tip nearly breaches from how rough and deep he's getting. A little harder. A little faster. ]

So hot...!

[ Her pussy? Her juices and his cum making a mess of their pelvises? Or was Cloud finally rectifying his mistake from their little 'game'?

His mouth closes over hers, drowning out both their moans with a kiss as he squeezes her hands, feels her breasts shake against his chiseled front and peaked nipples rub taut muscle, panting between tongue-danced kisses as he's on the brink. He wants to cum so hard for her. Again...take him there again. Join him there again. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ Did the position even matter at this point? She was embarrassed earlier, but realising that she still got what she wanted in the end, she learned to get rid of that shyness. She's learned to cling onto Cloud, lock him in and make sure he never leaves. Not tonight. Just keep cumming inside her, Cloud. Doesn't matter if she's on her back the whole time or if he switches things up a bit again. That's all that matters.

She'll join him there, kissing him so passionately as if this is the first time she's kissing him. If her hands were free, one of them would be tangled in his hair right now. Instead, her legs squeeze him tighter, her hips push upwards just to get more of a feel of him. Anything is fine— so long as she got more. All of it. She'll squeeze every last drop of his seed that he can give. If he asks her to drink it, she'll submit. Just another snack from the celebration they've had all day.

She'd want more after that. Of course she does, but sooner or later, she's going to need a moment to recover. Clean up. Look at the mess they've made and be embarrassed about it. One can go after the other— there's no particular order to things. Just that at the end of it all, if there will even be an end before the sun decides to rise... she'd still want to be close to him and be by his side. ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ In his short time here, the "Month of Love" as it was colloquially known, had awoken something equal parts embarrassing and dangerous inside of him. Even when he lost his first time to a near mindless heat, Cloud felt as if he'd absorbed so much- so many indulgences that he never would have entertained otherwise. Let the inner Daikoh within take over as he can see and feel his mate submit to him. And he does exactly that, as her legs squeeze him tight and her hips push upward, he gives one more definitive thrust, hips trembling as he leaves nowhere else for his swelling cock to go but flush on the entrance to her womb- nowhere else for the third burning load to go when he shoots his cum into her pussy again.

He moans hungrily into her mouth, lewd squelches of overflowing seed and wetness coming with each heavy throb his length gives. By the time the tremors ebb away, he finds the chance to breath again, he pushes himself up a little, hands in hers with a gasp as he pants like some wolf in a rut. Hungry eyes roam from the heave of her full breasts, to the place where their hips are joined and the faint swell of his cock and cum deep inside her as he swallows to compose himself. And as he looks at Ayaka's parted, swollen lips...

Hot... He feels so hot. Too hot. He needs to pull out, even if he doesn't want to stop... As her lower half slowly finally returns to the mattress as he pushes himself up, he lets go of her hands again to spread her legs and let him pull out. 'Pop!' Throbbing, swollen red, sensitive to even the lightest touch as it drips over her lower abdomen, he's burning up just looking at the undone little white heron laying beneath him. Cloud can't control himself, feeling too hot and the only thing he can think of that can cool him off is for her to, ]

Ayaka...

[ Everything's such a euphoric blur that he can't remember how he moved... But kneeling beside her head, his cock hangs low enough for her, making good on that Daikoh urge to take and to submit her. Clean him good and that just meant she can have more. Hand in hand, lips to lips, hips on hips…until every moment was burned into their memories into the morning sun. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ She's been cast a spell on, and she watches Cloud move with such a glassy gaze. Where is he going, she asks herself, and she props herself up on her elbows to follow him and make sure he doesn't leave. Not yet. She asked him to stay the night, didn't she? So she could spend time with him. She thought he was okay with it, ah—

He's next to her now, kneeling by her pillow. He says her name and she answers in kind, looking up to him in wonder. While she may not fully understand his request, her eyes are drawn to his cock, still so erect. Her juices and his cum paint it with little white stains and a particular sheen to it that she can't help but think— they did all that. And they'll do more, won't they? ]

That is— did you—

[ Did he want her to suck him off? She's... never done that before! But he's so close to her, and that's the first thing entering her flustered brain! Her eyes fall down to his dick again, with a shaky hand finding its way to his shaft, so sticky and so slippery at the same time. Rather than clean him, there's the urge to take him in a different manner than the last. An urge to get him to cum again for her. Ayaka may not know what she's doing, but she told him to take care of her tonight. He'll teach her how he wants her, just like this.

Rolling to her side so she can properly face him, his seed drips down her exposed pussy from the movement. She feels it— her thighs getting wetter and warmer from it, but she's more focused on getting a good feel of the blond's cock with her hand. She's so slow when she pumps him, getting a feel of it and committing it to memory. Exploring. Learning.

Their eyes meet when she seeks his gaze, and she asks: ]

I... I don't know if what I am doing is right...

[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. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ She can feel him throbbing in her hold, and it's so different. With her small hand, he looks and feels so big. And thinking about it now, this was inside her. She can't dare question it now. Especially when he'd made her feel so good, entering her so deep, threatening to breach past her core.

When he touches her again, he'd see her expression faltering. Almost as if she wants to surrender to him completely, but... she can't. She wants to please him, to make him feel good, so that she can keep him near her always.

As she continues to stroke him, her hand getting so wet and sticky in the process, her eyes follow each and every movement she makes. There's still some shyness left in her. Perhaps it may never leave. And yet, she doesn't feel embarrassed that she's looking straight at his dick. He feels so hot in her hand, and each throb makes her feel hypnotised. Like she's caught in a spell.

If she put her lips around its head... what would that be like?

Her breathing is laboured already, and with glassy eyes and parted lips, it's as if she's being tested. Would she break out of this spell, or will she succumb to the voice in her head that's telling her to get a taste? If only she hadn't seen a couple in the palace earlier... she and Cloud were running, but she couldn't get the image out of her head! With one person kneeling and... licking their partner's length like a piece of candy. ]

Cloud, I... [ She shakes her head, telling herself that perhaps she doesn't need permission this time. He said he feels good, so she would like to keep making him feel good. She imagines that this act was pleasurable... otherwise, that couple at the palace wouldn't have been doing it, right? ] Ah...

[ He can keep touching her all he likes, but she lowers her head, bending over some more with her ass pointed up, so that she can let her tongue work its way around the side of his cockhead. A gentle lick once, then another to see if that truly was what he tastes like. A bolder one next, the flat of her tongue trying out how her juices and his cum taste like in turn. ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ For how turned on and driven by this 'spell' they were under, it's as if the consequences didn't matter. Whether she were taking a taste of him, womb overflowing with his thick seed or gripping his girth for every inch that breaches and tests her inside, she drove Cloud to a state of wanton desire. Damn near mindless in the fact that after this was over? He may very well let her do it again. He may just fuck her into the mattress again before popping some of his load over her so that addictive burning feeling can roll down her skin.

From this position where he kneels and lets her explore his shaft, he only wishes that he could keep on pleasuring her. Get up and move. Stand up and let her kneel in front of his cock so his hands can squeeze and press her tits together while she sucks him off. But when she shakes her head after saying his name, parting her lips as she finally works her tongue around the swollen side of his cockhead...he's perfectly content here. A mess of his own previous cum and her juices mingling on her tongue that actually gets his knees to tremble a little bit.

Forget standing. If she did that to him while he was standing up? He might have crumbled then and there. His dick was so overly sensitive right now that it felt like every little wet stroke of her hand, or bold sweep of her tongue over the weeping tip of his shaft, it would jump hotly like he were ready to blow all over again. ]

Ah...

[ No, Cloud. You're supposed to be guiding her. Telling her what's good. Telling her what to do. She hasn't put her lips around him quite yet, and Cloud can't help himself as he moans.

Just as Ayaka's tongue works the side of his tip more boldly, his hips slowly roll forward, leading her tongue to slide along his cock. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ Ayaka can't say she likes the taste, but there's still something about this act that's making her continue. To think that Cloud is feeling good from something like this, when they aren't directly connected. Is this why people enjoy sex so much? She doesn't know. What's good and what's fun is different from one person to another. But she won't deny that Cloud's little reactions aren't pleasurable.

She'd like to know how this would end.

And she would have tried to get a good feel of his cock on her tongue for a little while longer, if not for him moving his hips. The head of his cock bumps against her lips; if Ayaka had her mouth open any wider, well... it'd have been just what Cloud was aiming for.

Ayaka looks up, a little uncertain. Did Cloud want her to take him in her mouth? If that was his goal, then she has to submit and follow like a good little Daijuu. Swallowing to steel herself, she gives his dick a good and heavy stroke before she runs her tongue around the head of his cock. Please, Cloud. She's counting on you to tell her if she's doing this the way you want her to or not. Opening her mouth and with lips wet with their mixed juices, she takes just a little bit in. Just a taste, a trial, a suck. Just like a lollipop. At least with that? She's got some experience in it.

Should she not feel or hear any objections? Her tongue gives what's in her mouth a swirl being sucking, a soft moan rumbling from her throat when she does. ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ It wasn't going to hit him until much later how much fun doing this kind of thing was. All that he can imagine is that it felt good and in the heat of the moment, it was a need more than a want. But with that need came the fact that even in his current condition...it came with a want of its own. Cloud as the Daikoh felt like he needed to dominate someone, and the Daishoku in him helped carry his insatiable appetite for doing this into the wee hours of the morning. But it was the man at his core that still remembered one name. A name that he calls out when he gives her another one of those pleasurable reactions when she runs her tongue around the head of his cock. ]

Ayaka...

[ When he first moved his hips, the filthy unhinged thoughts in his brain imagined his cock being lavished by her tongue as it stroked up and down his shaft, back and forth...only for that image to give way to something so much better when she does open her mouth to take the tip in. Rather than give into the bestial urge to work her throat, no doubt a mood killer no matter how lost they were, she'd be able to feel his cock give a hard throb as she licks and swirls the mixed juices like a lollipop. He'd meant for her to just clean his cock off before he went right back to fucking her, but now she was opening his eyes to something a little more...selfish.

And finally, finally the sweet Daijuu would be given the direction she asks for. Directions guided by instinct and unhinged thoughts. ]

Like that... [ His cockhead swells as he behaves himself, not thrusting his hips any more as a hand moves through locks of her hair, stroking it in approval. ] Use your hands.

[ He wants to feel them on his cock as his abs clench tight and his length pulses between her lips. ]

[mistsplitter]

[ The guidance is more than appreciated. It gives Ayaka something to work with, especially when she's doing this for the first time in her life. Ever. Unfamiliar territory that's frightening to traverse, but having Cloud as company helps with the process.

He says to use her hands, so she does that, stroking his length at the same time. Very slow, at first, exploring and getting to know his taste. A gentle suck, followed by a more confident one, while her hand gives a stroke. When she eventually finds a rhythm to it, she soon closes her eyes and lets her body do the work.

She hopes that what she's doing is right, that with each swirl of her tongue and with each inch that passes her lips, she's able to pleasure the person with her. As for what happens if she pleasures him too much like this?

Well, they'll both just have to see, won't they. 💦 ]

[sultanofsquat]

[ When this wild storm of a night passes them by, and should anyone dare ask him where he got these ideas from? Even Cloud really couldn't pinpoint where and how he got it all. Only that Ayaka was receiving the brunt of everything he would have otherwise kept hidden. But the Daikoh within him is pleased at her obedience. He'd truly found himself in a haze, a conclusion popping into his head that having her tongue clean him off was a suitable reprieve before they carried on into the next round. Instead, she closes her eyes and gets to work, swirling her tongue as his hips surrender just a little and roll.

The only problem with his idea of letting her "clean" him up was that he...may have underestimated just how overstimulated he was. So having her hands pump his shaft while his thick cockhead is rolled against her tongue as he slides between her lips just a touch more... ]

Haa... Ayaka— [ Too late. She's really getting into this...and frankly, Cloud. So were you, if the way that hand in her hair as you guide her on your dick was telling.

He doesn't dare pull, fighting every temptation in his body to move his hand to the back of her head and make her take a little more. Instead, he cups the side of her head as his back arches into another thrust, his hips angled in a way that his cock bulges out her cheek. Better than the alternative of making her gag as he swells between her stretched lips. If it weren't for how many times she made him cum already, he would have lasted longer. But as it stands... ]

A-Ayaka... [ He doesn't want her to stop, but, ] I'm already...!

[ Cloud was already seeing stars the moment she started licking him like a piece of candy, physically and visually he's being sent over the edge. Her ass perked up in this position so that she can get a better angle on sucking his cock, her breasts softly moving with each sway and bob of her head, the wet sounds of slurping and sucking filling the air...fucking hell, he would have wanted this to last a little longer so that she could let herself explore him more.

But as it currently stands? For her first time, she's good. Really damn good, and taking advantage of the fact just about anything she did was going to make him blow.

And sure enough, Ayaka would be able to feel something hit her tongue and the back of her throat as he lets out a heated groan, vision going white as his thighs visibly tremble. He wasn't forcing her to take him, which meant if she reacted by pulling away too soon...well. 🍆💦 ]

[mistsplitter]

[ She hears her name and she's broken free from the trance she willingly put herself in. Maybe Cloud shouldn't have said anything, because as he throbs in her hand, a part of her feels... concerned. Was there anything he wanted to tell her? She's about to answer him, to ask him what it is, but just as he sees white in his vision when he cums, she's met with globs of his thick seed on her face for pulling away. ]

Ah! [ Contrary to how speedy she can be in combat, she barely has enough time to react to what's happening. The only thing she can do is force her eyes shut so she doesn't get any in there. The white canvas of her face is painted with something hot, making her skin tingle. She does not move, only letting go of his cock and resting her palm on the mattress.

Is it over? She doesn't know. Opening an eye and peeking up at him, she merely asks with her gaze is everything is fine. She'll try to get ahold of the blanket to wipe her face with shortly... ]

thirstiest fin.

[sultanofsquat]

[ Despite the impulse to close his eyes and let his body float away in this sea of burning afterglow, the Daikoh within him was still loud. It was telling him that he didn't dare look away. She's the one who staked a claim to his heart tonight, who beckoned him to keep his eyes on her. No different from when her womb was overflowing with excess cum and rolling down her stomach, Cloud didn't dare look away as her pretty face is coated with thick ropes of his seed. Even after he's spent, his swollen red member bobs to stay upright, hanging over her face when she peeks up at him.

Normal Cloud would have apologized for not giving her any warning. Normal Cloud would have been more considerate for making an absolute mess of her.

...

Heat-driven Cloud, on the other hand, still sees an adorably submissive Ayaka who he just marked. Heat-driven Cloud saw his mate at a loss without his guidance and reassurance. Heat-driven Cloud was still as turned on as he had been since he'd slipped up behind her and fondled her breasts in her kimono. He lets out a satisfied sigh then, but rather than make her clean him up (and risk just looping this part), he helps in removing some of his warm seed from her face with the upheaved blanket they've effectively nested beneath them. ]

Sorry. [ There's a little part of him that was still there. He's just far more honest now. ] Couldn't get enough...

[ She was still leaking from the times he came inside of her, wasn't she? She'd been pleading for him to not stop and to keep giving her more. Hell, if it weren't for his heat-ridden brain burning the sight of Ayaka between his legs and roped by his cum into it, there might have been some reprieve out of Cloud in going soft.

But if he did? It was only for a minute at most before he was aching so addictively good, so deliciously hard. Now that her face was relatively clean of him though, he can better get down on her level and languidly kiss her as his hand slips between her legs. He doesn't even care how wet she was with their mixed juices, he's kept her waiting long enough while she tended him, two fingers stroking her overly stimulated clit as a precursor to giving the Daijuu more contact. More closeness. Full again. ]

[ It all started with a little gazebo in an illustrious garden palace, a kiss surrounded by frosted blossoms and a second kiss when asked if he would do it again. And as the moon wanes and dawn breaks, the young couple still haven't grasped what "too much" was supposed to be. And still, the seed has been planted.

When they finally wake late into the morning, and he lays his eyes upon her for the first time as the fire wanes, it's replaced by warmth akin to the cradling sun. Warmth that nurtures that seed to breach the surface and start on its journey to bloom. ]