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October | Event: A Night of Moonless Splendor

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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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a 🌸 am i original? (cw for slime & tentacles FSDAGSDHGSD)
[ The first night of the festival was... definitely something worth remembering, but it is not something she would dare repeat again. This time around, while Ayaka continues with her daily duties, she has set an alarm to leave the school early and go home before the sun goes down.

It is unfortunate, however, that the work she has to do for a preschool does not seem to end. Perhaps her fellow teachers find her a bit too hardworking that she's been given more tasks, and as such, she still ends up going home late. This time around, though? She takes her work to a local milktea and desserts shop, opting to work there instead.

What she wasn't aware of was that being indoors? It doesn't save her from the effects of the moonless sky. After all, she'd been affected the previous night already.

The changes to her body happen a little too quickly. Everything about her, from her hair to her face, her skin, even her clothes, turn into something like clear water. And yet, she's not water. Rushing out the shop with all her belongings, they seem to meld into her until she's turned all blob, little sakura blooms and camellias all inside her like some sort of decoration. The only distinguishable feature to what she's turned into is the princess haircut, but with her hair having turned into ~~slime tentacles~~what seems like goo, there's barely any Ayaka truly left.

For anyone near the streets of Gion, beware of a light blue... blob-like creature rushing about? Ayaka's slowly forgetting who she truly is and what she would like to do (ie. go home), and is instead looking for... something. Someone. And if the other person isn't looking? She might just press against them with barely any warning. ]

Please excuse me... [ The need to be close to someone is far too great right now. Is she crying? Or are those just droplets from her icy nature that's beginning to melt? ] I'll melt if I don't stay close to anyone. . .

[ Uh-oh. And if anyone smells remotely floral? She's not just going to press herself against them. Her slimy arms will go around the other as she nuzzles her cheek against them, her breasts simply passing through their arm. ]

b 🌸 am i the only one?
[ Despite how shy Ayaka can be, she... has some incriminating photos of being sexual in her device. Variations of this photo of her without anything covering her chest can be found, some showing more than just her upper chest, even. It was only one that she sent to someone before, but she wasn't able to delete the other. . . "practice shots". Which means because the spell affects her, just about anyone might receive that photo.

Some that have never even seen the light of day may find its way into your inbox...!

The photo may come with a message from white heron. Either real ones that have been sent before...

I miss you very much.

I like it when it's slow. or it could be completely random, and up to the recipient's interpretation...

I am greatly looking forward to our activity tomorrow night. (*^‿^*)

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Or, perhaps it is Ayaka who is the recipient so such salacious messages! Either way, she's going to be very embarrassed.

... and just a little bit curious. Please. ]

c 🌸 am i sexual?
[ With plans to eventually evacuate now, Ayaka has to make the most of the day to shop for items to bring. She can't very well have nothing on this trip! And even though she feels there may be some bad things happening despite the plan to evacuate... surely, anything is better than what's been happening the past few days, yes?

One will find Ayaka at the market, picking various fruits to bring on her trip. Regardless of whether she's at the market, on her way home riding the train since she ventured a bit far to buy a specific kind of strawberry milk, or she's on her short walk from the train station to the Kamisato Estate, she waves and says hello to the people she comes across, then is back on her phone to check on a message that she's just received!

It seems that after she begins to mind her own business, the rest of the world won't notice her and the other person anymore. Passing them by after the greeting, she finds that she has hit a literal (and invisible) wall. ]

Um...

[ The fuck is this (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ She takes yet another step forward, trying again. Nope.

Okay, one more time— no. ]

... Oh dear.

d 🌸 am i everything you need?
[ NOW FINALLY SAFE FROM SHENANIGANS (let's be real, it's this very sentence that jinxes Ayaka...), Ayaka has taken refuge in the Tengu Skytower. It's a rather lovely place, one that she has never ever considered ever seeing before! She knows of Tengu in Inazuma, but the intereaction was definitely very different. And... it's not like these sorts of places existed!

Whoever she's assigned to room with, while she may have been against the idea at first, she will welcome with a smile and open arms. No hugs here, but! She will however, immediately ask: ]

Would you like to visit the buffet with me? I feel a little embarrassed to visit on my own, you see.

[ It'll be a good way to get to know her roommate, too! :) ]

e 🌸 you better rock your body now
[ It is nighttime when Ayaka decides to visit the hot springs, hoping for a quite moment to rest and recover from the stress she's experienced the past days. She should hate to set aside her work in order to take care of herself, but this is the best course of action, she finds.

Anyone who enters the hot springs area is met with a nod of her head, while she inches closer to a nearby rock to cover herself. The young girl is shy, but her shadow underneath the water? Not so much. Tall and brave, it extends itself with a reach far greater than the young girl's. So much so that it might even be able to touch the shadow of the other person in the spring.

Not a touch too aggressive, but far too outgoing for someone like her. Yes, her shadow just jumped the other shadow's. Far too relaxed, the owner doesn't seem to notice anything just yet. ]

[ OOC why are these prompts mostly filthy I am so sorry... the event summoned my thirst. :(

that does not mean i am not an innocent and pure maiden though. nothing even has to happen! give me funny or awkward or cute gen threads, too! if nothing strikes your fancy, do let me know!! let's plot. 🌸 ]

Edited 2022-10-16 04:15 (UTC)

[ There has been talk of going home early today, with the children being told not to look up at the night sky if they don't wish to get in trouble. As for Ayaka? She's decided to stay at the school late to do some work and catch up on things before going home. Whether that's checking on papers, working on future modules, playing the piano a little bit to unwind, and practising her lines for the school play, she's alone in her classroom late.

It's already past sundown when she realises the time. She should be going home now to prepare dinner for her and Ayato! Ahaha... Quickly, then, she packs her things and leaves.

Ayaka is wary on her way home, her hold of her little tote bag growing tighter as she starts hearing things. Nothing threatening— or perhaps they start off bothersome at first. She stops in her tracks in the middle of a park, by the local playground, growing increasingly uneasy. Not having noticed it herself, but she's grown a pair of tall bunny ears that go all the way up. What she's hearing has definitely gotten stronger, but it also means she doesn't know there the noises are coming from. When she looks around, she doesn't see anyone. Looking up at the sky, and seeing no moon? ... She really did leave a little too late.

All the more she shouldn't dawdle out here and continue with her walk home. ]

[ The first night, he'd failed to retreat indoors in time. Worse yet, he'd failed to heed the warning of closing his window to his bedroom that night. So while his personality hadn't seen any drastic shifts despite twisting into a new form with a bushy tail and lupine ears, Cloud had stayed true to himself. Until he fell asleep; tossing, turning, whining, growling... It was all a precursor to what the second night would bring. Even when he returned indoors, Cloud could feel the pull of the moonless sky calling him. So when he steps out...he thinks he's doing so with good intentions in mind. But when he passes the Kamisato Estate, his head lifts. He sniffs.

...

She's not here. Why wasn't she home? Where was she? Usually, this wouldn't have bothered Cloud. Whether she was working late, or out with her brother or friends, he never controlled the life she's embraced here. Especially when they would see each other every day. And even for those sparing days apart, they were a call or text away. But this is different. Tonight was very different. His mismatched gold and blue eyes narrow, clawlike hands clenching a little. He suddenly feels frustrated. Like he was desperately hoping he'd get to see Ayaka right now. But Cloud can't smell her. Not here... Which is why, ]

☽ ☽ ☽

[ By the time he ~~hunts her down~~ finds her, looking up to the moonless sky and seemingly preoccupied despite her alert bunny ears and little puffball of a tail...it's taken most, if not all of his willpower not to loose heated pants as he approaches her. Instead, his pupils narrow down to dots, his clawlike nails trailing along the wood of the playground structure. He should have just called out to her. Asked her if she was okay.

Anything.

Except as he looks at the petite little bunny girl straggling out after hours, the object of his affections and her scent leaving his head dizzy, he instead continues to attempt sneaking up on her. He can't stop himself. He won't stop himself as Cloud's footsteps remain relatively silent. ...up to the point where his boots step over the crunch of fallen leaves. Depending on how she reacts...he may very well lunge.

He's so close. ]

[ Those ears of her are already pointed up, but she seems more alert now when she hears that crunch of a leaf.

Ayaka's not scared, but... she is wary. Looking around, still not seeing anyone, she wills for the presence to make itself known. ]

Who's there? You'd do well to come out now.

[ Hopefully she won't be in any trouble for this, but she stands brave at this time. Whatever is out there, she'll have to handle with minimal timidity. ]

[ The kind of "trouble" she was in for wasn't exactly what may have crossed her mind. And he does step out. His eyes have already changed, trapped between the call of his lupine side with a golden eye and his familiar mako-infused blue within the other. If she'd made any sudden movements, he would have been on her. If she hadn't noticed him? He would have been on her. But now? As he lays eyes upon his girlfriend, bunny ears alert and all, his tone is anything but soft. ]

Ayaka...

[ He's transformed as well. Big, bushy wolf tail. Matching, fluffy ears that partially blend in with his spikes of blond. Mismatched eyes, as if the color she knows was part of that last shred of humanity he had left in him as he slowly approaches her. Or rather...stalks her. ]

You're still out.

Cloud...?

[ Ayaka takes a step forward as if to meet him halfway; his stride is longer than hers, and with his movements in general bigger than hers, the distance between them is minimal at best when he reminds her of the time.

And she does look apologetic for that. ]

I lost track of time at school... I'm sorry I didn't get to send a message.

[ A beat. She gets a good look at him first, a hand reaching out to brush his cheek with the tips of her fingers. A part of her feels a little nervous now, given her beau's changes, but she can still recognise him, at least. Hopefully he's okay and didn't get hurt or anything because of the transformation.

Ayaka says nothing of the changes, though. Despite how jarring it is, the man before her is still Cloud. And rather than make comments on his appearance, she merely cants her head as she takes it all in. ]

[ "Cloud...?" ]

Ah- ...

[ She says his name. Just one time, she says his name and it's like her blade cutting through a layer of fog. It's all still a heated haze to him, the kind of hunger he's feeling familiar yet...completely not apropos to the location. But the fact that she braves approaching him rather than shy away or run, actually dulls his prey instincts while allowing a little more of her beau to shine through. Her hand reaching out to brush his cheek is met with a hum that rumbles in his throat. Feral yet tempered, he sighs against her touch that feels like sparks along his skin. A wild animal would jolt from that, but Cloud himself?

He wants to lean further into it. Step closer into her space, his tail beginning to wag a little bit as he smiles, momentarily. Everything feels so...quiet. The only sound he can hear being a combination of her voice, her breathing (her lips), his own racing heart, the pounding in his skull that thrums downwards through his body. ]

It's okay.

[ As he reaches his hand up, clawlike nails gently raking over her more slender, smooth skin as he takes her hand and squeezes... ]

I found you now.

[ And he can't think of nothing else he wants more right now than to take what's left of that distance between them and cast it into the night. Nothing between them. Nothing around them. Just Ayaka, stoking his curiosity as her scent grows stronger and stronger. Dizzying him. Imploring him to suddenly lean in when she cants her head. Still taking her hand, what begins as a skittish brush of his lips against hers turns into something more commanding as he stays. Just like he promised he would. Except rather than be a short, chaste little thing...

He's kissing her again. This time longer. More languid. Breathing in deep of her whilst his other hand moves to take the curve of her hip and hold her more flush against him. A deep, rumbling growl rumbles in the back of his throat before breathing, ]

Please—

[ It may very well be the last "please" she gets before he's already parting his lips to deepen the kiss. ]

Edited 2022-10-19 04:57 (UTC)

[ Oh... She must have worried him. He says it's okay, but she feels a little bad now, the bunny ears atop her head drooping half way.

Ayaka would have asked if something was wrong, because he seemed tense, but he's holding her before she could even say anything. Kissing her, before her voice could speak words that she can't properly express with her actions at this time. Her little fluffy tail wags rapidly behind her though, a couple of seconds of vibrating before it stops, then it starts wagging again, then stopping.

Forgetting where they are, as her focus is all on her beau, the white rabbit places a hand on his shoulder as she gets on the tips of her toes. Don't be so stressed now, Cloud. Ayaka's here for you, just as she's promised. ]

[ Whereas Ayaka places a hand upon his shoulder to get up on the tips of her toes, Cloud instinctually sees this as an opportunity to get her a little bit closer. She's indulging his hunger- making him forget where they are, or...rather he didn't care. Enough of himself remained to know who he was with. To know that when it came to his affections for Kamisato Ayaka, she only deserved every part of him. All of his effort. All of his attention. And she would get all of that tonight. For everything that the Sakumi Festival would do to them both, with a change of scenery and warped impulses, Cloud and Ayaka get to have each other tonight.

This time, when his tongue sweeps along her lips, pressing more firmly in a bid to taste her deeper, the hand that trails her hip glides further back, until it's unabashedly...possessively squeezing her backside. Cloud can only think of all the times they've let themselves come unglued for one another. How behind closed doors, she once bent over for him, hands sensually inviting him to drink in every little curve on her petite body. How she begged him with her eyes, with a spread little pussy to stir her insides with a single stroke of his cock. How she wore his hot load on her lips and dribbling down her chest when she got down on her knees for him.

She thrilled him. In ways that meant she wasn't just some "itch" he needed scratching. She was the one who could fulfill this for him. Only this time, as he pants between kisses and steps into her, coaxing his little bunny of a girlfriend back...and back...and back until she'd feel herself touching against the railings of the climbing dome while he fondled her ass. ]

Mmh—

[ It's not wrong for Cloud to act this way— Ayaka certainly doesn't think so— but there's something different about it. It's too bad she's yet to connect the night sky and the festival to what's going on right now, because she's beginning to think that he's acting this way because something bad happened. Did she worry him? What was he doing before he found her, and why was he looking for her in the first place?

Things to ask when she can properly talk to him.

As they kiss, their tongues dancing with the other, getting a good taste of the other, Ayaka surrenders. There's no part of her that doesn't want this because it is Cloud. She's safe, she's home, and he has her heart.

Her instinct is to follow, which she does. She's guided by him to take one step back after the other while her skin tingles from everything— his touch, so hot and so needy for her, the taste of him on her tongue, his broader chest shielding her from everything else around them.

What was she supposed to ask again? She looks up at him in between kisses, that worry from her thought of him being worried almost forgotten, almost... ]

It's gotten warm...

[ Forgotten, as instinct takes over. ]

[ Before this, and once his mind was clearer, she would get an answer in full. He had tried to see if they could leave Kyoto. If there was space on the trains before he sought Ayaka and Ayato out. But now, for all intents and purposes? They were stuck here for the time being, while the curse and Yokai came out to play at night. If he had it his way, if he were unaffected by the Sakumi Festival, he would have patrolled around the neighborhood, protecting the Kamisato Estate from would-be intruders.

But now...he was another beast. On the hunt. Having found his prey. The sweetest, most tempting of 'prey' as she indulges him, and he feels excitement stirring within his loins. Worries fade into the night. The world around them fades. The chill of the evening is forgotten as, in the white rabbit's own words,

"It's gotten warm..." ]

Yeah...

[ Her skirt was going up. Her scent was driving him mad. His breath was stolen away by her kisses, and for that, he was going to take something from her. He was going to follow these bestial desires, his lupine ears alert and his bushy tail wagging with anticipation as their lips part. He licks his lips to rid the glistening trail of spit that connects them, only to go right back in with a kiss to the corner of her mouth...then along her jawline. But it wasn't just lips she'd feel- soft and suckling. But the graze of teeth. The nip of sharpened fangs. Not to a razor point, but enough that when he reaches the point between her ear and jawline, he dips down just a little lower, burying his face in her neck, sniffing like a wild animal who'd found something they really liked.

His head was pounding. His heart was hammering wildly. His body was throbbing. His nails against her pantyhose-clad backside dig, squeezing as the points of his clawlike nails cause the thin material to be punctured.

Slowly but surely, they're starting to tear as he presses himself more flush against her. Forcing Ayaka more roughly up against the bars, holes small enough that she wouldn't just fall through, but enough that saw his hips rubbing against her with an insistent grind. ]

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