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October | Event: A Night of Moonless Splendor


A Night of Moonless Splendor OOC Plotting
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On the morning of the 14th, as citizens throughout Nippon prepare for final day of the Tsukimi festival, the refugees will receive a message on their magi-comm from MRU in Kyoto.


"To all refugees who will be staying in the Western Kingdom for the annual Sakumi Festival, please be aware that there is a curfew for all Humans and Hanyo before sundown. It is for your own safety that you heed this curfew, and remain indoors until sunrise.

The Festival will continue until the night of the 31st. It is recommended that refugees do not look at the night sky for the duration of the festival. If you must go out, make sure to hide your face behind a mask.

Should you or anyone else you know experience strange symptoms after dark, such as erratic behavior or transformations unrelated to the side effects of Kizuna bonds, please contact the MRU right away. Affected individuals are encouraged to remain indoors and in brightly lit rooms, away from any open windows.

Additionally, we have a prepared a special area of refuge for those who have not been able to secure safe transit to the Eastern Kingdom, located in Tengoku's Skytower. More information will be available in the coming days.

Please enjoy the festival, and may the gods bless you all."


Understandably, this message is not met well.

Upon hearing of curfews and strange happenings, many refugees choose to flee, flooding the last train to Tokyo and contacting the NRL to secure accommodations in Nihonbashi on short notice. But they aren't the only ones, as most of the seats have been reserved by native Hanyo and Humans, as those who can afford it are also choosing to leave until the end of the month.

But what's the big deal? Weren't people excited for this festival? Well, as it turns out: it's only "celebrated" by Yokai. For everyone else, the Sakumi Festival is the worst time of year to be in the Western Kingdom.

A Festival of Darkness

According to legend, the moon was a gift from the gods. Once a beautiful string of pearls, now only one remains, the others shattered by greed and war, their remains gathered together to form Gaia's ring. This is the story of the Tsukimi Festival, celebrated throughout Nippon.

But there's a continuation to this story, told only in the Western Kingdom. Because this gift was no ordinary gift. It's said that the light of the moon is what allowed the Yokai to evolve from mere Ayakashi into enlightened and intelligent beings. However, that same intelligence is what would prove to be their downfall, as various clans rose in power and sought the magical radiance of the pearls for personal gain. As more and more pearls were destroyed, fewer and fewer ayakashi were able to benefit from their light, with the last remaining pearl not strong enough to offer even the slightest of blessing.

As punishment for their greed, the gods took back the final pearl, with no intent of returning it. Without its light, the Yokai became twisted, devolving back into their basal instincts, and feasting upon one another with reckless abandon. Saddened by their plight, the gods quickly reversed this decision, and the final pearl returned to the sky after 15 nights of darkness.

This is the Sakumi Festival, held in honor of those fifteen days their ancestors spent in perpetual darkness. As the festival begins, on the evening of the 15th, the full moon will begin to fade away, like a lightbulb that's gradually losing power. Within an hour after sunset, it will have disappeared entirely, causing the rings around the planet to dim in turn.

All through the Western Kingdom, Yokai will be celebrating late into the night, and most of them will be wearing strange masks that are designed to reflect their inner-self. Perhaps the Refugees should follow suit?

Monster Mash Western Kingdom, Nippon
Those who stay indoors between sunset and sunrise, or who simply avoid the Western Kingdom all together, won't notice anything special about this festival. But for those who venture out into the darkness of the moonless sky, they'll find themselves transforming and turning into monsters.

The exact form of these monsters varies widely. Some simply become more monstrous forms of themselves. Others may not transform at all, instead gaining supernatural abilities or minor cosmetic changes. And even others may become entirely unrecognizable. These transformations will last until sunrise, and will return every day they go outside or look up at the night sky. And as refugees from different worlds, the monstrous forms they're capable of taking seem nigh endless.

But what now? Well, that depends.

For some, they remain completely lucid throughout the transformation, merely transformed in body but not at all in mind. This is most common for those who choose to head indoors upon transforming, away from the transformative effects of the darkened night sky. For these refugees, the transformations are just a fun quirk of the holiday or an inconvenience. Thankfully, this is generally pretty easy to avoid happening more than once, as they won't feel compelled to transform again.

For those who were unfortunate enough to stare at the sky for any extended period of time, their transformation may be more extreme, as their personality becomes corrupted. Certain aspects of their personality may completely overtake everything else, while others may act entirely out of character. But perhaps the worst part is that those who experience this corruption will feel a strong desire to trigger it again, despite the lack of a guarantee that it won't be any worse the next time.

And for the truly unlucky, they may find themselves in a state the Yokai refer to as a lunar curse. Those who are under the effects of a lunar curse will be overwhelmed with an insatiable appetite, hungering for any number of things, be it a specific type of food, a heightened sexual appetite, or even a desire to feed on the flesh and blood of others. As it turns out, this is the most common side effect, and is the true reason for the curfew: as Humans and Hanyo caught outside by a Yokai afflicted by a lunar curse may find themselves attacked or even devoured. Once someone has been afflicted by a lunar curse, they'll do whatever they can to continue the cycle the following evening, growing irrational and violent near sunset, even while wearing a mask.

You've Got Mail Everywhere, Nippon
But even those hoping to avoid the Sakumi Festival by fleeing to the East will find that the holiday spirit has followed them. With the advent of technology, mischievous Yokai have found ways to send curses via text message, which just so happens to overlap with the festival. Upon opening a message that will appear to be from someone on their friend list, they'll be directed a website that automatically activates the spell.

The exact spell seems to vary depending on which variety of curse they happen to receive. Some of these are quite ordinary, and will simply send salacious or otherwise overtly sexual messages to their friends or even complete strangers, with some capable of combing through their magi-comm for compromising photos to share. Of course, the latter feature is quite buggy, so the photos sent alongside such messages may in fact just be random.

But others may find themselves opening something more dangerous. Among these, one such curse will trap whoever opens it in an enclosed space alongside whoever happens to be nearby, forcing them to perform specific actions to escape. While some are relatively harmless, such as a dance more or shouting something humiliating, others will demand the pair perform particular sex acts in order to escape.

These closed spaces can occur anywhere, but to an outsider, they won't look like anything. Those trapped will look as though they've disappeared until the curse is lifted, but they'll still be able to see the world around them through the magical walls. So those who choose to browse their magi-comms on their morning commute best be careful not to open any suspicious links, lest they be forced to fuck on a crowded train.


Fly Me to the Moon

After a few days, all Refugees will receive notice that an area of refuge has been created for any Refugees who weren't able to leave the Western Kingdom prior to the festival starting. Provided by the Tengu of Tengoku, those looking to flee the chaos will be asked to meet on MRU campus on the morning of the 20th to be teleported to Skytower.

Unknown to many Refugees, Skytower is the only city of Tengoku that floats in the sky high above the Eastern Kingdom. Built long ago during a period of war between Humans and Yokai, it now serves as a watchtower to report on any danger approaching either kingdom, due to its strategic location above the Chubu region.

As the effects of the moonless sky do not exist in the Eastern Kingdom, it is believed that this location will prevent the Refugees from experiencing the transformative aspects of the Sakumi festival.

Or at least, that was certainly the intent.

Castle in the Shadows Skytower, Chubu
Perhaps due to their unusually high magical resistance, Tengu are rarely affected by the Sakumi Festival, and can often be found stationed as guards throughout more populous cities. This remains true at Skytower, where the Tengu monks who lives there assure their guests that they will not be harmed by anyone who calls Skytower home.


"For generations, we Tengu have watched over the lands of Yokai and the lands of Humans. We show no loyalty to anyone except the peace we have worked to maintain all these years.

"Rest assured, although you may be closer to the moonless sky on this sacred tower, you are not in any danger. May Tsukuyomi, goddess of the moon, grant you her protection during this time."


Refugees will be housed together in random room assignments, and although the rooms are small, every amenity they could ask for is provided free of charge. In addition to gourmet meals and access to an exclusive library that few humans have ever set foot in, extravagant outdoor hot springs that seemingly floating atop the clouds are available for the Refugees to relax in at any time of day.

Still, there are some spooky happenings at Skytower. As an ancient tower built many generations ago, many of the passageways throughout the tower are quite narrow and dimly lit. Refugees roaming the halls at night may find their shadows behaving strangely, moving on their own and even creating the sensation of being touched when one shadow reaches out to caress another. These effects are only mildly stimulating, and may even be mistaken for some kind of prank. Only those who dare bathe in the hot springs at night will encounter something more, their shadows engaging in blatant sexual acts under the water, leaving the shadow's owner to writhe as they experience every little sensation.

Curiously, this never seems to occur when the Tengu are around, and those affected may leave such encounters believing they hallucinated it.

Still, true to their word, for the first few days, Refugees at Skytower will be otherwise completely unaffected by the Sakumi Festival, regardless of whether they wear a mask or stare up at the eerily dark night sky.


Please note: Players have the option of having their characters leave for the Eastern Kingdom by airship on the 24th if they do not wish to engage with the second prompt.

Generic Horror Movie Title Skytower, Chubu
But on the 25th, as the Sakumi Festival enters its final week, those bold enough to look up at night sky will notice that the stars are disappearing. The sky will appear to grow blacker and blacker, absorbing any nearby light and appearing more like a dark void overhead than a night sky. Even with the lights on, Skytower will be notably dimmer, making it difficult to navigate the corridors of the tower at night.

Ordinarily, this would simply be yet another aspect of the Sakumi Festival, and one that should be avoidable due to their location on Skytower. But as paranoia among the Refugees grows, Kizuna powered by their fear manifests by causing the area of effect of the Sakumi festival to grow, reaching beyond the borders of the Western Kingdom, until Skytower is enveloped by it.

As the sun sets, an otherwise peaceful night will turn to chaos, as every Refugee on Skytower begins to change due to the power of the moonless sky. A number of Lunar Cursed Refugees begin prowling the tower, driven mad both by fear and by the effects of their own monstrous transformations, attacking everyone and anyone they come across.

And for certain refugees, the gradual loss of the stars and the moon will have more devastating effects. Those with an affinity for stars, space, the moon, or who have begin learning Sora magic will begin experiencing bouts of sudden weakness, causing them to collapse or lose consciousness. This effect escalates as the night goes on, as those afflicted will begin to fade away, their bodies growing translucent the weaker they become. Only prolonged contact with someone they've bonded with seems to have a positive effect, slowing or even reversing the symptoms. But others may disappear entirely until the festival ends, only capable of reaching out to loved ones through their dreams.

Refugees with mild symptoms will be tasked with assisting the Tengu in securing the Lunar Cursed refugees, as well as reaching the control center at the top of the tower to put out a distress signal. By the end of the night, all Refugees will be evacuated by airship to Kyoto.


Paper Faces on Parade

All of this culminates on the final day of the festival on the 31st, during which the sun never rises. A perpetual night blankets the nation, as the final celebrations of the Sakumi Festival take place.

Following news of the disaster at Skytower, Emperor Katsuragi decides to take matters into his own hands. Utilizing his own immense magical power, he cloaks his palace in a protective shield that will limit the transformations produced by the Sakumi Festival. Although negating the effects of the moonless sky using magic is borderline sacrilegious for a devout Yokai, after everything the Refugees did for the people of Shikoku last month, the least he can do is try and support them during this difficult holiday season.

And so, on that morning, all Refugees, no matter where in Nippon they may be, will receive an invitation to a Masquerade Ball to be held in the Imperial Palace in Kyoto. Those who want to attend need only wish it, and the invitation will automatically bring them to the castle grounds.

Additionally, all Refugees who disappeared as a result of the moonless sky will reappear thanks to the Emperor's power, just in time for the Ball to begin!

Kink Convention Gion, Kyoto
The Imperial Palace is much different from the Emperor's villas: a vast, sprawling mansion that seems to defy the laws of physics, with certain floors and walkways arranged in a way that makes them appear impossible to reach. Thanks to the many enchantments, those who walk the hallways of the palace won't notice if a corner suddenly twists, turns, or even has them walking along the ceiling of another room.

But the palace is far from empty! Exploring the mansion will reveal special rooms tucked away with certain enchantments, with many designed to entertain guests who happen to be staying there. Aside from generic things such as black and white movie theaters, libraries, and spas, some of these rooms seem to be tailored for this specific event.

One room is offering demos and workshops revolving around particular kinks, specifically designed to get the most fun out of whatever transformations they've been dealt by the Sakumi Festival. Refugees will be able to rent out sex toys and devices to use throughout the palace, and will even be offered a map of hidden and secluded spots to play in without getting caught.

In another room, a Yokai-turned-tentacle-monster teaches on the importance of safety during bondage sessions, complete with a live demonstration that will require volunteers. Whether this demonstration is simply about proper binding techniques, or an outright public tentacle-fuck, seems to depend on the enthusiasm of the volunteers.

And in another part of the palace, those who want to indulge in their desires anonymously will find special stalls seemingly designed for completely anonymous play, with variously shaped holes cut into the walls to reach out and touch one another. The way the room is set up, there's no way of knowing who is in each stall, as each one has a separate entrance. There's even a special stall that instead blankets the pair in complete darkness, allowing full-body touches and embraces with relative anonymity.

Just don't wander too far. Those curious enough to venture deep into the palace may instead come across a number of cursed rooms designed to trap intruders. Those captured will remain in these rooms until an attendant happens to find them to let them out. In addition to rooms filled with aphro-laced incense, some contain complex mechanisms designed to fully bind intruders, with some even doubling as fucking machines. Thankfully, there are multiple warning signs posted, so only those feeling especially naughty will end up in these corridors.

Party in a Labyrinth Gion, Kyoto
Those who are familiar with the Emperor's penchant for parties won't be too surprised by the offerings on display tonight. Although officially a Masquerade Ball, in which all guests must wear either a mask or appropriate costume, the actual theme is a bit more raunchy, and all Refugees will be welcome to choose from a selection of outfits that come in varying degrees of sensual and erotic.

Refugees will find no shortage of fun and interesting things to do at the party! A live music performance will play throughout the night, allowing guests to dance their hearts out on the dance floor. Food and drink are plentiful, with all alcoholic and uki-laced goods carefully labeled for the Refugee's convenience. And of course, those who want to indulge in their Sakumi transformations can do so knowing they're at no risk of becoming Lunar Curse and will retain their wits about them until the festival ends.

But as the night grows long, a more traditional event takes place in the palace garden, where the various Yokai attendants and aristocrats present gather around a large bonfire for the Sakumi Festival's end. They dance and sing, and then give prayers to the moon goddess Tsukuyomi, begging forgiveness for whatever sins they committed during the festival.

Refugees who are curious enough to take part in this Sakumi Festival tradition will find themselves compelled to confess their guilt for anything they may have done during the festival as a result of the moonless sky's effects. Whether these confessions are truly anything worth feeling guilty about is up to the individual, of course.

As the clock strikes midnight, all masks are thrown into the fire, and the sky lights up with a brilliant display of stars as the moon takes its rightful place in the sky once more.

But as for Katsuragi? He can be found curled up in a corner, thoroughly exhausted from using so much magic, with his head resting in the lap of a certain individual. Probably best to leave them be.


OOC Notes
Welcome to Jikan's October event! Please direct any questions to the Question Thread in the OOC Plotting post.
• If you do not wish to participate in this event: characters who are able to flee to the Eastern Kingdom will not experience any of the effects of the moon's disappearance.

• If your character would flee but you want them to participate, it's entirely possible that they may find themselves utterly unable to secure a ticket to leave the Western Kingdom, given there is only one train. Additionally, all teleportation terminals to Tokyo will remain offline until November 1st, and due to the lack of the moon, teleportation magic may be weakened.

• While the sky will continue to look spooky in the East as well, this annual phenomenon is explained as a scientific one. As Gaia's moon and rings are magical in nature, the increase in energy expelled during the Tsukimi festival causes them to release a gas-like by-product that blots out the sky at night for a period of two weeks. This has been proven to be true, but the reason this happens at the same time each year is still unknown.

• You have 100% freedom to pick whatever sort of monster your monsterfucker heart desires, be it from Japanese lore, your character's canon, or another canon all together. Whether transformations are painful or not is up to you, and monsters with supernatural powers or abilities will also be allowed to keep those powers! Go wild!

• As a reminder: there are roughly 10,000 Refugees in Nippon, so if you would like to utilize a random Refugee NPC for monsterfucking purposes, this is of course allowed!

• As stated above, characters who go to Skytower will have the option of leaving for Tokyo before things turn sour. These characters will still be able to attend the Emperor's Ball on the 31st!

• Please be kind to your fellow players and utilize content warnings for any graphic monster-related violence, kinks, etc! If you're not sure if something needs a warning, warn for it anyway!



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[personal profile] brilliantdiamond 2022-10-24 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Really, this is exactly Aether deserves. If he's going to chew up Albedo's neck, the least he can do is properly humiliate himself while he's at it, because he's really far gone right now. Honestly, it's a miracle he had the wits about him to pull off that innocent act earlier.]

Mmm... you taste so good. Like I could just eat you right up.

[His hands have moved from simply holding Albedo in place, to instead feeling over his hips, his back -- and even down over his ass for a little squeeze, in case the sexual harassment just wasn't enough yet. He even punctuates his words with another bite, leaving no shortage of nips and bruises along Albedo's neck.]

[But in addition to all of this, because Aether still retains his cat-like Kizuna features-- he's also starting to purr. Because yes, he can do that now.]
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[personal profile] anthroparion 2022-10-24 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you for your time.

[Hey...Listen... at least Albedo likes to gain the (sometimes even informed) consent. Anyways enjoy this totally expressionless, totally deadpan, but actually genuine enthusiasm.]

Eh-hem, would you describe your current state as gravity defying? ...You're not using some manner of mechanism, are you?
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[personal profile] anthroparion 2022-10-24 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
H-hmm, is that so?

[The shameless ass grab wins an audibly shaky inhale from an otherwise unflappable alchemist. The first thing that comes from this very enlightening experience: the conclusion that he's attracted to Aether. The growing arousal and fluster he feels from this situation attests to it. He could go as far as to say that the blatant sexual harassment doesn't bother him as much as it perhaps should because of that.

Now the biggest reason it gives him such pause is because it's not a very controlled environment. They never agreed to any terms before this began and it's clear that Albedo has far more control over his facilities than the Traveler does right now. If he's responsible he's not going to let him get too far... Although... first— that purring—

He does the reach around to the tail to give the base of it a curious tug.]
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[personal profile] emet_sulk 2022-10-24 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
He tilts his head slightly, curiosity mildly piqued. "And what information might that be?"

There is a good chance he knows the answer. Or can provide something to help her along at least.
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on the way.

[personal profile] kingfuckboy 2022-10-25 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ JJ has been a lot of places. He's traveled the world and visited a great many countries - as both a competitor and a tourist. He's seen a lot of things...but he's never seen anything like this. Of course, his privileged life at home meant that he didn't really spend a lot of time on public transit. And he was certainly never ushered into an already-packed car to escape. He wasn't going to take any risks in a strange place. He'd barely had five minutes to adjust himself to the situation.

He doesn't seem too bothered by the lack of sitting room, and cheerfully makes conversation with just about any person he meets. He talks about himself (a lot) with them, about home - about his sport. About his family and the things that he doesn't have here. He's great at talking about himself.

But he feels a little nudge and bump into him and his eyes get wide and his face feels...hot. Oh -- he's. Cute.

Really cute.

Even if his words sound like he is keeping his cool, his pink cheeks and the tips of his ears betray it. ]


Haha - same here. It's okay. You can bump into me anytime!

[ Nailed it. ]
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B-ish

[personal profile] leafwhistle 2022-10-25 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[The coin embeds deep into the trunk of the tree Chuuya’s stalker has perched himself in, exploding a shower of splinters, but the pale creature hardly even flinches— he knew it wouldn’t hit him the moment the redhead threw it. Instead, he just inclines his head forward out of the branches of the trees, crimson eyes watching the man placidly as one long white ear turns towards the man, then another.

A hare of some sort, but not quite; where a rabbit would have a ruff, hundreds of little red leaves circle his shoulders, one bare despite the autumn cold, his kimono draped loose at his waist. Small antlers extend from his head further othering him. Prey, rather than predator.

Yet he’s the one that had been following Chuuya, and at his clear taunt the man in the tree only responds mildly—]


You seemed like you were going to cause some trouble, so I decided to follow you to make sure you didn’t. It seems your senses are more keen than I anticipated.

[Kazuha hops down from the tree now, landing on clawed hare's feet. He's even shorter in stature than Chuuya, his long white hair done up in a high ponytail. A katana is tucked tightly into his obi, but the samurai doesn't reach for it. Instead, he tucks a clawed hand into the loosened opening of his kimono.]

I can help you sate your bloodlust.
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[personal profile] brilliantdiamond 2022-10-25 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
A-Ahh...

[Wrapping his hand around the base of Aether's tail in order to tug on it garners a rather strong reaction, a very obvious moan purred into the crook of Albedo's neck. A shiver surges down his spine that seems to flow down through his tail as well, the fluffy appendage trembling behind him.]

[As if taking this as an invitation, Aether's hands once more make their way to Albedo's backside, giving him another firm squeeze before jerking his hips closer. If there were any lingering doubts as to whether Aether was finding this whole blood drinking thing to be sexually stimulating, the bulge now pressing against Albedo's waist should clear those up.]
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[personal profile] sultanofsquat 2022-10-25 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ They twitch...and any other time he looks back? He's going to fluster at the thought of how cute they were. Right now though, he's talking to her. Talking...is actually helping quite a bit. Because while he was far more keenly intent on taking her right here to sate his lust, Ayaka's voice does help him out. ]

Bunny ears... S'okay. [ A beat. ] Had to cut holes in my gloves when the claws came out.

[ Those sharp, clawlike nails of his that became too uncomfortable without going bare-handed. Just like her leggings? He'll just have to buy new gloves after. When she mentions those tattered leggings of hers, something about that visual, usually suppressed by his own reserved nature... ]

Prolly easier that way.

[ Easier access for him...easy enough that despite her leggings starting to run, he didn't seem to care. In fact, ]

Here.

[ Time was running out. He'd made his intentions clear. Pleaded that he needed to get this out of his system. Needed Ayaka more than anything else. He didn't want to go hunting Yokai or mercilessly fight other refugees. He wanted to fuck her right here. All he can think of is the way she'd fed into his libido that night in Kyushu, bent over against the front door and spreading her little pussy for him to fill up nice and good. So there's a more audible rip in the front of her crotch, Cloud letting his nails dig through the thin fabric and tearing it open until she was far more exposed beneath her skirt.

At the same time? Ayaka would find that that as she rubbed her beau through his underwear, coaxing and building him up...he's hardening so fast. But perhaps more alarmingly...this transformation to his body did more than just warp him into a blend of feral wolf and human. The ears, tail, clawlike nails? Well...

They weren't the only thing that changed on her beau. What was once an already impressive size, seems to be filling out even bigger than before, heavy in Ayaka's small hand as the waistband of his briefs doesn't even touch his pelvis anymore. And once he's fully exposed? It wasn't just how he measured up against her tiny body. The base of his throbbing shaft was bulbous. ]
Edited 2022-10-25 05:53 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sultanofsquat 2022-10-25 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Haa... haa...

[ "It's my turn?" He swallows then, his now very sensitive member stimulated by her little hand on his shaft. If he had better reach, or if Ayaka wasn't fully clothed right now, he'd have started reaching between her legs from behind and started working her wet sex over. ...granted, just because they were doing this for the sake of returning to the visible world, didn't mean that Cloud was keen on stopping here. Despite the fact he wanted Ayaka to have her fair share of pleasure in all this now that they've committed, he still felt that she deserved more.

And when night fell? She would get that. She would get as much of him, feral or no, as she could handle. The very depraved future thought alone was enough to keep him stirring. It's such a shame... To find a thrill in doing this in their favorite spot. What would have happened if they did this where everyone could see? Would she tighten down on him whilst getting railed by his cock? Would she meekly grow quiet and cling to him more tight?

Most cases between rounds, he only needed a minute or two. But these days, especially amidst this dangerous festival? Cloud's sexual appetite has only magnified. And with it, his drive to stay nice and rock hard for his girl when she finishes cleaning up her hands of his cum. His cock, on the other hand, is nice and wet from dribbling cum and little pulses that coax another coating of pre to keep the head nice and glistening for her. ]


No. Keep it on. [ A beat, the blond shuffling in his seat to better face her before his hand is already flirting up between her legs. ] Gotta be somewhat decent if we just reappear after the third go.

[ That goes for Cloud too. In hindsight? Having Ayaka finish in his lap in such an erotic display might actually be the best thing for them. ...then if they suddenly reappear the second one of them cums, it can look as if she was just tiredly clinging to him. Uki Weed high and all! Right? But as for his girlfriend...

Too eager? Well, judging by the way Cloud's fingers directly start to rub up on her folds... ]

You feel pretty eager down here.

[ So wet and hot... No one can hear them. It's okay if he lets his inner voice out for her now. As well as position his hand just right so that he can slide and gently curl two fingers inside of her pussy. She couldn't have picked a better time to hold his shoulder for support. Especially when he starts stroking, and pumping, and curling as he looses a warm sigh. ]


Like I'm one to talk.

[ He's already raring to go downstairs, head already filled with debauched little fantasies of bending her over the table and fucking her face down, ass up. Among other things. ]
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[personal profile] sultanofsquat 2022-10-25 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
[ Their difference in body temperature only makes Cloud want to get even closer. Her cooler skin was addictive to the touch. Like burning up on a hot summer day and wishing for ice to cool you down. The right balance. Tonight, Lilja just fits. She's positively radiant, the idea of having her submitting to him only spurring his desire and arousal farther. An irresistible shiver runs the length of his spine when he feels her more lithe leg slide alongside his own. The surprise of metal on his tongue, a little more innocent hum as he locks lips with the vampire. But it's hardly a bad thing. Rather...he feels himself curiously rolling his tongue against hers between kisses.

Between labored pants that see him pressing himself a little more insistently against her. He's moments away from outright lifting her up so that he can scoot her back on the bed and pounce on her. But even still, Cloud is far too overdressed for this situation. Whereas this sweet redhead was but a tug on the crotch of her panties away from his direct touch. ]


Gonna reward you good- [ he breathes against her lips, almost downright panting like a wolf in a rut. ] -for all that.

[ He keeps his balance against the edge of the bed well enough, getting as far as an insistent stroke of his fingers against the dampened crotch of the vampire. Despite how cool she feels...he can still feel that heat. Her overall scent dizzying him now that he finally had her. ]

Going 'lower' really got you worked up, huh?

[ Giving in and sending her that scandalous shot on his bed. As he strokes and works her pussy over with more fervent strokes and circling, he only slows when he feels her hands slide down skin and fabric for the sides of his kimono.

Yeah. Fuck this. This needs to come off. She'll find that he hasn't dressed in the multitude of layers that typically came with Nipponese wears, the blond making quick work of the plain obi with an assertive tug. When it comes loosened, it leaves the front of him wide open as he discards the sash and pulls the front of his attire open. All it'd take is a shrug off the shoulders to leave him with a pair of hakama pants...increasingly uncomfortable hakama pants as his loins stir and his erection only fills out even more. ]
Edited (I HAVE EYES. I CAN SEE.) 2022-10-25 06:50 (UTC)
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[personal profile] notyournhaama 2022-10-25 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
"I simply seek a way to travel between worlds. When I was brought to the first, it was only my soul. Now I seek a way to travel with both body and soul," she said. It was her current obsession back on the Source.
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[personal profile] sultanofsquat 2022-10-25 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ Blood... Now there's a lure. A moth to the flame. A shark in the water. A wolf on the brink of claiming the biggest prize in the wild. In contrast to Lucy, who'd taken a more defensive role in the night, Cloud held little remorse for the Yokai that threatened him. That dared to pile him, tear into him, soak his boots in traces of viscera. But they chose the wrong wolf to isolate. This lone wolf was a one-man army. Unhinged and bloodthirsty when pushed... So as he stalks and approaches...he only vaguely recognizes the woman set in a wheelchair. His eyes are bloodshot, flecks of gold and azure as he grips the handle of his Buster Sword tight.

He looses a feral growl, a worn yet heated sigh leaving him as he eyes up the wheelchair bound mermaid that warns him.

"Cloud?" ]


?!

[ She speaks. Sternly. "Don't do this, you're not gonna like it."

And yet...he approaches nonetheless. Slowly, Buster Sword at his side with more instinctive intent. Yet as he gets closer...as he lays eyes on the woman whose face and striking red eyes... ]


Lu...cy...?

[ It's as if he's in a trance. As if one wrong move would set off that prey instinct of his. Somewhere deep within the back recesses of his mind, however... ]

Get- Hah- [ He's in there. Buried deep beneath the bloodlust and his wilder drive to clear his path of anything that stands in his way. To dominate whoever's in his way. ] Get...out of here...

[ Despite his words, Cloud raises his Buster Sword in both hands, poised and ready to strike. As if his feral state was at odds with his subconscious. He never wanted to hurt anyone. But Lucy? Nyuu? Between everyone he's assaulted and the debauched acts he's committed throughout these long, long nights...his sins only continue to mount. Unfortunately for Lucy, those were likely the last shreds of his humanity he could muster. So if she was going to knock some sense into him, as he suddenly lunges forward to bring his massive blade down upon what should be a sitting duck...

Now might be a good time. ]
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[personal profile] emet_sulk 2022-10-25 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah..."

He thinks back to the brief time he spent with them (watching them) and follows the train of thought to its natural conclusion. "You wish to visit your sweetheart, don't you? That priest of the Night's Blessed."
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[personal profile] notyournhaama 2022-10-25 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
Well, she did promise him that she would find a way back. Still, she could feel her cheeks grow warm at his words. "I made a promise to Runar that I would find my way back."

She neither conformed nor denied her feelings for the Hrothgar Priest. "I intend to keep my word."
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[personal profile] emet_sulk 2022-10-25 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
He chuckles, a low sound that resonates deeply. The tentacles splayed about shift with his amusement.

"Of course, of course. Well, if I weren't technically dead, I would be very interested in your progress. I do enjoy the drama of a long distance romance."

The faint smirk on his face suggests that he is ribbing her. At least the banter has briefly distracted him from his own pain.
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[personal profile] lightduties 2022-10-25 09:52 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't need the Echo to know that the unfamiliar words are an exclamation of exasperation.

"We are in storage, not an inn," Rhea'li replies with a wry smile. "Let us save that for when we've the comfort of a bed and someone paid to launder the sheets once we are done."

It's one thing to enjoy a good mess -- and he so does enjoy a good mess -- but at least let the person who has to deal with it be someone who is already accustomed to such things.

"As for now..." He leisurely drops to one knee before looking up at Lilja, hand sliding up her leg as he grins. "I can think of much better options than moving inventory."
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[personal profile] gangfanged 2022-10-25 11:46 am (UTC)(link)
[It's enough to catch her attention too, gaze sharpening slightly as her head tilts slightly. Maybe if she wasn't talking, it would intrigue her more. Instead, she huffs a little laugh.]

You didn't... but now it's a little different? The night does seem to have a way about making it a little easier to figure out. I'm curious what kind of hunger you actually feel...

[With his hackles lowered somewhat, she does step forward again, honestly completely unbothered by all of it. Being bored and hungry is terrible for Lilja.]
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[personal profile] gangfanged 2022-10-25 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[In turn, she looks remarkably... well, normal. Lilja's been mingling since this whole thing started, watching others as they go about their night, a wan smile on her face at the sight of Katsuragi in his rest. She feels, in the aftermath, a little... lonely. Lonelier than usual, anyway, even in this crowd.

Midnight comes and masks are tossed away, the shimmer of stars returning to the sky en masse, and she's no different. She's not paying attention to the conversations around her, her own confession barely whispered when--

When something whips past her face and she gives a soft noise, followed by a little laugh. What a night, huh...]


No harm done. Are you alright?

[Her smile is easy and warm, head tilted in curiosity. He's cute - why is everyone here cute, at that? - if... curious. If nothing else, he doesn't come off as anything close to human. She's just... not sure what that means yet.]
gangfanged: (♪For what I'm trying to find)

[personal profile] gangfanged 2022-10-25 12:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps unsurprising, that's a big part of why she has the piercing. It has plenty of other applications, but it's... cute, isn't it? The way he keeps rolling his tongue against hers in that curiosity.

The closer he gets, the more her breasts press to his chest, lips curled upward as he speaks.]


I look forward to that reward, [her breath hitches as fingers stroke at her crotch, and the sigh she gives almost sweet.] and seeing just how much you have planned.

[It was an excellent shot, after all. Nothing compared to the press of fingers against and between her folds, and her toes curl pleasantly even when he slows.]

Haaah... can you blame me? I'm weak to toned muscle and-- rough play, and you look like a man who has a wealth of both right now.

[As his kimono slips open, her fingers walk up his chest to hook her nails under fabric at his shoulders, casually flicking it off to one side.]
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[personal profile] brilliantdiamond 2022-10-25 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Really? I think it suits you.

[He reaches up and runs just the tip of his finger along the edge of one of Cloud's wolf ears, before giving it a little scritch behind it.]

But these are little different from Kizuna, right? Because it's not just the appearance that changes.
gangfanged: (♪State lines were a balance beam)

[personal profile] gangfanged 2022-10-26 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
The wry half-admonishment is met with a soft laugh, a wave of her hand.

"You'd be surprised what they regularly handle, but you're right enough. And why skimp on comfort for the sake of a joke?" They can test their individual ideas of a joke anytime, at this point.

"Ah." he does look good down there, doesn't he? Lilja's gaze softens as a hand slides up her leg, hips shifting just a little in response. "Well, now you have me a captive audience, don't you?" One hand moves to brush fluffy hair away from Rhea'li's eyes, lips pursed in a thoughtful hum. "Why don't you enlighten me?"
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[personal profile] charredflame 2022-10-26 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
I'm not - [but he cuts himself off, lips pressed together. Even he can admit that lying at this point would be painfully obvious, so there's no point in trying. And he kind of doesn't want to, even as he flusters at the implication, ears briefly folding back again.

Asch kind of hates that she's right, and that he can recognize it. It's different from the summer when he went into heat - that felt like a need, but this feels more like a want. The heat was easier to ignore because he'd thought he wouldn't be interested. That isn't the case here. And with the realization comes a stronger want, like now that he's acknowledged it, it's all the more present.

Visibly swallowing, Asch doesn't step back but rather stays put, straightening up]


You're going to find out if you get any closer.

[it really should sound more like a warning than it actually does]
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[personal profile] lightduties 2022-10-26 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
Rhea'li isn't unaccustomed to roughing it out in the wilds, but certainly there is something to be said for the comforts of a bed. That was perhaps one of the better perks of being part of the Adventurer's Guild and then the Scions... a guaranteed place to rest with creature comforts.

And now he has room and board provided again, but no coworkers to share them with.

Beneath Rhea'li's hair are more tattoos, lines in symmetry, ending in points. Turning his head, he presses his mouth to the stocking of her exposed leg, running gentle kisses up the fabric, maintaining eye contact with her with his single good eye as he lets his fingers wander.

What does it feel like, to have a body of a ball jointed doll?

Carefully, he slides his fingers over the joint of her knee, gauging her reaction as he slips nails between the grooves.
gangfanged: (♪Saying it slowly; breathing out)

[personal profile] gangfanged 2022-10-26 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a risk, of course. Watching him fluster is one thing, but even so, there's always the chance of being wrong. Most people would back off, or at least hesitate.

Lilja... is not most people.]


Have you considered that that's what I'm out here for, Asch?

[It should be a warning. It should sound like a warning. But it didn't stop Lilja, all hunger and want and curiosity, from taking another step forward. The click of her heels is loud in the night, if not menacing. Is she just testing him? ... maybe. Just a little.]
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[personal profile] charredflame 2022-10-26 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Asch really should force himself to leave. He didn't make it very far from where he was staying, he should turn around and leave before this gets out of hand]

You said something about companionship.

[but he doesn't. He stands his ground, and he only looks away briefly, down as her heels click against the pavement and back. He should be on edge, but the anticipation of who will do something first is only working to keep him there. He refuses to admit he likes it, though

He tilts his chin up a little, almost defiant, even as his hand comes up to grasp the mask. The wood it's made from creaks from how tightly he holds it]
What if I'm hungry for a fight instead?

[he isn't, but it's a last ditch effort to warn her (or himself) off]

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