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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[brilliantdiamond]

[A soft laugh falls from his lips at her reaction -- honest, and interesting.]

You mean it feels good, right? Then I'll keep going.

[He pushes his fingers in deeper, the four of them curling as he rubs them inside her. It feels so soft, and despite the chill, he can feel his pants grow tighter as her imagines how it would feel to thrust inside her.]

[But her growing just a bit warmer is a good sign to keep it up, another wave of that spell flowing into her. With his other hand, he reaches up to brush his palm along the length of a section of "hair".]

So, how many of these can you make? It looks like you can control them pretty well.

[mistsplitter]

Ah, it's— Yes...

[ Yes, it's definitely good. The ice that composes her entire state isn't quite "melting", but it may start to seem that way, water droplets forming on her body that slowly slide down her curves and drip to the ground. There's not much to say beyond that— it feels good for her, and she would want his fingers to go deeper if they could. ]

I do not know... [ Distracted as she may be from the spell being put on her, she closes her eyes and wills upon her body to shift in shape. She has two of those appendages that seem like pigtails, even though Ayaka would normally keep her hair up in a ponytail. But it seems she can make one more by concentrating, and it begins to slip out of what would have been her shoulder, like she's growing another arm.

That, however, seems to take up a lot of her energy. Looking up at Aether, she asks— ]

Does that please you?

[brilliantdiamond]

[Oh, so she can make more of them. He swipes his tongue over his lips as he imagines how it might feel to have one of those long tendrils shoved down his throat -- would it taste as sweet as she's being right now? At the very least, he wouldn't have to worry about biting her. And if she can make more than one, then--]

[Eyes focused on hers, he pulls his free hand back to begin fumbling with his belt, trying to work his pants down. Thank god most of Nippon's clothing can just easily be untied with one hand. But even once he frees his cock from the confines of his hakama, he won't move to press inside her yet.]

Mm, it does. But if you really want to please me-- then you should do what I'm doing. And explore inside me as I'm exploring you.

[Can he press his whole hand inside her, or is that too much? He's testing her limits regardless, curious to see what'll really get a reaction out of her.]

[mistsplitter]

[ What he's doing? Touching her? Well, don't mind if she does, because that new slimy appendage slowly works its way to Aether's cheek. Her touch is cold, but it shouldn't hurt. It's cool, so very cool and relaxing, that his muscles might be relieved of their tension with just a simple touch. ]

Inside you. Then...

[ Where? She wonders. He's not showing her any openings but his mouth, so the tentacle moves a little lower to— ]

Ah— [ There's a bit of resistance, and it would take a bit more of a push to fully slip his hand inside her body. And yet, even if her body resists, she seems to take pleasure in the contact regardless. And it is because of this effort that her appendage slips inside Aether's mouth without warning. ]

More.

[ Harder. ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[It's such a strange feeling, but not a bad one by any means, feeling how soft and slick she is around his hand. The logistics of exactly how her body worked right now were beyond him, but if she was enjoying it, that's all that mattered. For all that Aether was fully under the spell of the lunar curse, the desire to please was just as strong as the desire to be pleasured.]

[A soft gasp escapes his lips as she pushes past them, flooding Aether's mouth and senses with the same alluring floral scent given off by her body. There's a vague awareness of the danger involved here -- he still has no idea who she is, after all. And much like his own attempts to obtain blood earlier, this too could simply be how she's chosen to feed. But he finds he doesn't really care all that much, eyes rolling back as he groans around the slimy tendril.]

[With his pants sliding down around his hips, he doesn't hesitate to lean forward and press against her, his cock easily sliding in alongside his hand into the cool surface of her body. There's no clear direction to reach out and touch, but he knows he wants to be as close to her as possible. His fingers rub aimlessly inside her, as he starts rocking his hips against her, reveling in how wet and slick everything is starting to feel.]

[mistsplitter]

[ She certainly didn't expect the warmth of Aether's mouth to be so... warm. The feeling of it is different from being touched— it is far too different, and yet, it is pleasurable all the time. Droplets of water that have hints of sakura in its taste trace the length of his tongue as she explores him the way he told her to. Ever so slowly, ever so careful, a curious touch, letting him get a taste of her more than her pushing herself deeper into his mouth.

And then there's his hand, and his cock. That feeling of something entering her sends all kinds of excitement throughout her body. Those eyes of her close as a moan escapes her lips, and she shifts a little to lean forward to feel more of him. More. If she could have it all, all of him inside her... then perhaps she might not need anything more.

As for Aether? Despite how cold her body initially feels? The deeper he goes, he'd feel a comfortable warmth. Her body wraps around his length and his hand so nicely, like he's such a good fit for her. Each movement has her slippery insides cling to him, wanting— begging— him not to leave.

That's it... ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[The first few thrusts are sloppy, her body too slippery to maintain a good rhythm. And yet it feels amazing all the same, her body slowly warming around his cock.]

[Eventually, he hooks one arm around her to pull her closer, opting to simply grind against her to maintain that closeness. It's not nearly enough pressure to push him over that edge, and yet he chases after that feeling anyway. If he pushed against her hard enough, could his whole body be absorbed by hers? Why does such a thought excite him so much?]

[And through it all, she's still in his mouth, feeling more like a particularly thorough kiss than anything resembling a blowjob. It leaves him wanting, aching to feel more of those soft tendrils inside him, reaching deeper until he can hardly think.]

[Groaning around her again, he pushes his hand in deeper, reveling in the warmth and her reactions. Despite where they are, he's really making no effort to stay quiet, not even caring if they were seen here like this.]

[mistsplitter]

[ Not like Ayaka cares anymore about where they are and who can see or hear them. All she cares about right now is that burning desire to live. To have all of what she's having right now, because in her mind and heart and body, she believes it is what she needs to survive. Such a simple thing.

And it is that need to have more or what she is having, to consume and be used in turn, that puts the idea in her to do more. She was indeed told to explore him, yes? And so, one other tendril which seems like part of her hair grows longer and longer, inch after inch, and it wraps around his shoulders from one side, his back, then the other. It slips into his clothing from his collar, slithering down his chest like the most relaxing massage, yet growing warmer and warmer as it descends. She's so slow as she explores him, savouring each and every sensation, each and every part of him. And eventually, it wraps around him again until it's reached his ass. Then, it just stops.

Her eyes open so she may see whats is happening, how Aether looks as he takes her in, slowly sliding that gooey tendril out of his mouth and then back in. And then she does it again, noting the mixture of his saliva and her own juices in his mouth. It feels good. Everything feels good. And he looks so attractive like this, mouth wide open as he takes her in, that expression on his face when he gives her more of his cock. ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[Although at first he tried to maintain a composed expression, the moment he started fucking inside her, all attempts were off the table. Eyes half-lidded and out of focus, he's practically drooling around her now, sucking the end of that tendril every time she pushes it back into his mouth. There may not be any receptors for pleasure in there, but the sheer awareness of what she's doing is enough to send shivers down his spine.]

[But it's the second one exploring down through his clothes that seems to make his excitement grow, his cock throbbing in anticipation as he shifts his legs further apart, as if inviting her to keep going. If not for how otherwise occupied his mouth was, he might have even started begging.]

[And yet at no point does he slow in his own machinations, the hand inside her slowly drawing out until just his fingers remain, before thrusting back into the warm softness of her slime body. And with his other, still wrapped around behind her, he teases with a few of his fingers there as well.

[What must this feel like to her? Double penetration? ...nevermind that it would technically be triple penetration, but her entire body serving as a point of entry makes the waters a bit murky.]

[Their eyes meet briefly as she looks back at him, his face flushed and expression heady with need.]

[mistsplitter]

Mm, yes!

[ That was loud. Not that anyone would be able to figure out that it's one Kamisato Ayaka being fucked out in public, anyway. She looks far too different now, far too simple-minded for her normally intricate way of thinking.

Her hips would move forward and back along with Aether's thrusts, were she more human in nature. Now she's... well, slowly sliding back and forth, wanting more of his cock inside her, wanting his hand to go deeper and deeper. Everything about her is so sensitive, so much so that when she feels his fingers on her back try to push in, she lets out a squeal.

Her viscous-state compacts, giving his hand and his cock a good and tight squeeze before letting go. The tentacle in his mouth slips in a little further, testing his limits with each slow thrust, and her other that's on his ass moves lower, lower. She doesn't even feel like ice anymore, so warm, so comfortable, that when the tip of her appendage tries to explore more of his ass, to where his entrance is, the shiver it would send down Aether's spine isn't because of the temperature. ]

Please, harder...

[ All the while she gets his entrance wet and ready, slowly poking it with her extra limb, experimenting with a half an inch first. ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[When it becomes obvious just how much she's enjoying it, just how rough she likes it, he stops idling with his fingers and pushes his other hand into her. Her whole body feels warm and delightfully soft against his skin, making him crave even more contact. It really feels like she's just going to absorb him at this rate.]

[Particularly as she calls for him to give it to her harder. Snapping his hips against her, he drives his cock in deep, grinding in place, before snapping his hips back once more. It's a harder pace to maintain, but it's worth it to hear the way she cries out from his touch. And when coupled with the way her body squeezes around him, he nearly comes then and there.]

[But as overwhelmed with sensation as he is, nothing can compare to the feeling of her pressing inside him. He can't speak, not with how she's fucking into his throat, but the way his groans become more desperate and eager is sure to convey his approval. Torn between fucking into her or back onto her, he can only part his legs further and arch his back, trying to urge her in deeper.]

[He hardly notices how light-headed he's become, gasping for air around the appendage in his mouth. And yet he finds that doesn't care, chasing after that pleasure. As he feels himself getting closer, he shamelessly takes advantage of her viscous body to reach lower and start stroking himself inside her, his arm reaching in deeper to do so.]

[mistsplitter]

[ It is a surprise that Ayaka hasn't passed out from all the stimulation. It is addictive to the point of it being dizzying. While normally, Ayaka wouldn't even find pleasure in penetrating someone, here she is, pressing more of herself inside Aether's entrance, her wetness making it easy to take him inch by inch. She really might just absorb him at this point, fucking him and having him fuck her in turn for as long as possible.

Her breath comes out like mist. Each pleasured gasp, each moan, each cry of how good this all feels... It doesn't matter that they aren't even indoors. Away from most people, away from passersby or even animals that might just be exploring the area, she can be her true self— one consumed by base needs and desires. One who wants nothing more but the feeling of climax over and over...

The tendril in the blond's mouth slips out for a moment, letting him get ahold of his breath but only for a second. The more Ayaka squeezes around his cock, urging him to give her every last drop of his seed, the more her appendages seem to throb and grow harder. Her consideration for him is only a second long, because she's back to fucking his mouth and his ass, following the own rhythm he's set with her.

This is how you feel inside her, Aether. Stroke yourself faster, harder, tighter, so she can give it all back... ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[The moment that tendril falls from his lips, he gasps for air, panting and moaning louder and not giving a care for who or what might hear him. He's never felt anything so overwhelming before, his mind and senses clouded by the desire for more pleasure. There's a strange satisfaction in the sense of fullness he has right now, his body stretching to accommodate her, just as she's accommodating him. And yet just before he can feel himself aching for that feeling of fullness in the back of his throat once more, she pushes right back in -- and it proves to be more than he can take.]

[A choked cry rises from around the tendril as he gags on it, his body jerking forward into hers as an orgasm crashes through him. Without even thinking, his arms squeeze tighter around her, until they've been pulled completely inside her body. And he strokes himself through it all, eyes watering as he spills every drop he's built up into her.]

[But even as it passes, he doesn't stop. As if falling into a trance, he continues to stroke himself, trying to move his hips even as it slowly becomes impossible with just how far he's pressed into her. It feels as though he could keep going like this for hours, fucking her and being fucked by her until the sun rises-- until neither of them can move.]

[mistsplitter]

[ This sort of sensation would be completely impossible if not for how she is at this time. A blob, barely with any form, and even if she did, her completely unnatural nature gave her properties that her original form could never have. It is why the very idea of something inside her is so pleasurable, and it is also why she can just about absorb Aether entirely and find so much satisfaction from it.

That's not the case now, though. At least, not yet. Even Aether moving around inside her body is sending her to a frenzy, her once cold nature now continuously melting, dripping drops of water onto the ground as it feels like she can no longer process anything. And she can't— not anymore. Aether isn't the only one who reaches his peak, as Ayaka lets out a loud moan as more and more drops of water spill to the floor. Her shape remains, and she doesn't melt even though it feels like she has. ]

Ah... [ Breathing heavily and catching her breath, her tendril thrusting in the blond's ass slows down a little, moving at a more calm and manageable pace now. She feels so full. She wouldn't mind more of this, if Aether had more to give. ]

[brilliantdiamond]

[Everything feels so hot and wet, his body enveloped in hers, as every shake and shiver that courses through his body is transferred into her. Quickly growing light-headed as he forgets to breathe deeply through his nose, he allows his movements to go on, milking himself to the last drop as he feels the way she seems to melt around him. He's long since stopped thinking about how this works, about how it must look -- his mind only focused on the slow movement of her inside him, their bodies seemingly melting together into one.]

[Losing track of time, as some point, he nearly loses consciousness all together. But as the night grows long, the time they have left to spend in these forms grows ever shorter. Vaguely, he wonders what she might really look like beyond this gooey, amorphous blob of sexual energy, curious what might happen if they stayed this way, fucking until sun rise.]

[But as it turns out, these transformations are nothing dangerous -- or at least, not like this. Instead, as the darkness of the night slowly begins to brighten, Ayaka will slowly, slowly feel him pulling out from her, their bodies pushed apart as the power of the moonless sky demands they return to what they once were. And with every push and pull, she'll be able to feel him moving inside her as he backs out, drawing out ever more pleasure long after his hands have stopped moving.]