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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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Make it easy to.

[ Pay attention to only her, that is. The noise is cut out...or at least, a muffled afterthought when he can feel her soft hand feeling out the growing bulge in his pants. Throbbing, heated, practically jumping with each heavy pulse of arousal that gets him harder and harder, especially when coupled with the sound of her soothing, beautiful voice. With an arm wrapped around her waist, his hand idly strums up and down the outside of her thigh. From this position where they sit, their waists only partially covered up by the table and nobody's eyes on them, it's all he can do without shuffling and shifting completely.

His zipper grows tight, a little hiss of relief escaping her beau whenever she decides to pull that down and feel him a little more closely. Without the layer of his trousers in the way, she'd feel how hot and hard he'd gotten, a subtle dampness from where the tip would be. He wasn't done filling out, still willing himself to forget the world around them.

Even if a hidden little thrill from all this was shamefully doing wonders on popping him to hardness. ]

Yeah... So long as you get something out of this too.

[ A squeeze along the side of her thigh over the fabric of her dress. Hopefully Ayaka didn't think that she was going to get to just make him climax three times. ]

[ That actually gets her to laugh a little. Smiling at her beau, so relaxed as her smaller hand gives what's been growing a good and firm rub upwards, 'til her hand can slip underneath the fabric.

Where she's seated, it'd just seem like she's giving good attention to her date. Not that anybody can see them, but even if they did? Ayaka's blocking anyone else's view of her hand as she wraps her slender fingers around his length, slowly guiding it out of his pants so she can see and touch him in full. ]

I wish we were elsewhere, [ She muses, her thumb trying to get a feel of the head of his exposed cock, see what it can already start spreading before she starts stroking him. ] It... It would be much better that way.

[ She turns to look over her shoulder to see if there are any eyes on them, but doesn't find any. They're really invisible... ]

How do we use the table?

[ Conversations over the start of a handjob... ]

[ He only gasps, soft beneath his breath, because of her touch. Not for the location of it all. Arching his back momentarily, when he relaxes against her again, his legs spread out beneath the table some more to grant Ayaka further access. The way in which she was rubbing the head of his exposed cock was ticklish at first, his member sensitive as a wave of pleasure courses through his loins. But it's when she starts stroking him that she'll really get a feel for him pulsing, thickening up and stiffening in her hand. ]

Wouldn't even need to ask me once anywhere else.

[ Anywhere else that was private, he means. ...just thinking of what happened the night before has him sighing more heated, color creeping to his face more when she thinks to ask about how to use the table.

He hums...but it comes off as a moan when she pumps him, precum already starting to dribble down the length of his measure, slippery between her fingers. But fuck it. No one can hear them. Or see them. She's in the middle of giving him a handjob. He steels away his nerves. No one else. Just Ayaka. Just Ayaka. ]

Feels like we'd break the table if we both got on it...

[ Oh yeah. There's a visual. Ayaka getting pressed into the table, legs spread and her insides getting plowed before the table suddenly snaps. ]

How do you want me to take you over it?

[ Oh no... You two are so adorable, trying to figure this out. But any answer Ayaka gives was just going to make his cock get harder and hotter beneath her hand. ]

[ They're talking to one another, so she should be giving him attention and looking him in the eye! Despite that, though, with Cloud's cock getting warmer and bigger in her hand with her ministrations, she can't help but let her eyes drift downwards... That needs attention too! And.... and— okay, she doesn't have a good reason for looking at his dick.

Ayaka has to give it a firmer hold though, precum being spread along his length to make it easier to slide her hand up and down. It's a little awkward to begin using both hands given her position; she would much rather sit in front to be able to do that, but she tries, anyway. She switches hands so it's her dominant one that's stroking her beau. Her other hand explores him more, fixing his pants first and making sure he's comfortable before she cups what she can of his sac. ]

Um... [ Her hand grows more firm, making sure she gets his dick a good massage from the root up, and back down. But she also needs a moment to think, because they've never talked this way before. It's only begun to dawn on her now how different this all is. ] I want to be able hold you and see you... I don't want to see other people, when you do.

[ She looks down again, not wanting to look Cloud in the eye for this. Oh, Ayaka... now you're getting shy? Or are you getting turned on from the idea that your beau is going to give it to you hard that the table's going to break if he got on it, too? ]

Mm... [ She shifts in her seat a little, squeezing her legs together. Best to concentrate on this handjob she's giving him, instead. Because his cock getting even harder is beginning to distract her, licking her lips when they part as she watches it all. Eventually, she wraps more of her dainty little fingers around it, pumping him with two hands so he can experience more. At least... she imagines it would be better this way? ]

[ He lifts his hips enough for when she fixes his pants, her small hand working his shaft. If he were feeling any braver...or if they were in private, he might have asked her to taste him again. But Cloud was also doing his best for her sake, too. Yes, yes, they may be working hard to cut out that background noise. The buzz of the teahouse; for all intents and purposes, the two of them just needed to try and focus on orgasming three times. That's what that damned stipulation entailed... But he's finding that it wasn't as easy as just willing himself to do it.

That's not how sex usually worked. But just when he feels at a loss, nice and hard for her but still feeling that flicker of reservation...

"I don't want to see other people, when you do."

Followed by her innocent, bright grey eyes looking down...down at his cock once she starts pumping his measure with two hands. There it is. That was a good step up. Enough so that, thanks to Ayaka's petite figure, his arm slipping around her waist made it easy for his hand to dip down. He couldn't reach around her front...so hopefully she didn't mind her beau giving her a little bit of motivation with an approving squeeze of her ass. He wishes he could touch her more directly. Let his hand dip closer towards the middle of her backside, gliding inward and rubbing her through all those layers whilst his cock spurts precum down and through her dainty digits.

Hell with it. If they're effectively soundproofed and invisible? These were for Ayaka's ears and her ears alone. ]

Ride it, Ayaka. [ Just saying that outloud stung his cheeks. Left his dick to twitch more frequently as he's torn between watching her hands work his shaft, and looking back up at her when he continues, ] While leaning back against the table with your hands.

Ride it...? [ Wait, she's heard this before. More specifically, she's seen that term get used around in the novels she's read before. ] Oh! You mean—

[ O-Okay, she gets it, he thinks. Looking around as her hands grow tighter around his length, her touch so wet and slick now from his precum, she doesn't think anyone would notice her much if she did ride him, as she's told. Cloud would be blocking most of the view.

There's something oddly exciting about it all. To have him so deep inside her as she sits on his lap, him doing his best to thrust upwards given her weight on him. That doesn't mean he's the only one going to do all the work, though. She's going to ride him good, their skins slapping, sweat dripping down between her thighs from the friction. ]

You'll hold me, won't you? [ If she'll be leaning back... She would like to be held, even just his hands securely on her waist would do. He wouldn't have to do much. She just wants his hands on her. Even now, she's beginning to grow breathless, pumping his cock with a bit more fervour just from imagining what's coming next. And she'll let him know, because of course, she shares her thoughts with her one and only beau. ]

All of this in me... [ How are they talking about this like this in person SO SERIOUSLY ] So deep, I can already feel it.

[ That term, was something that he'd heard long before coming to Nippon. That being said? It's not like he ever really had a chance to...well, have someone put it into practice until he came here, either. This land was a land of firsts for him. Many of them. Many of which he was experiencing with Ayaka, thankfully. Seeing her get so timid and shy, fleetingly as it was despite the fact her hands tighten around his now rock hard member, was making him wish they could just cast the stipulations out the window already. Or at least switch their positions here and now- act on that potential shift they're going to take.

Her hands feel so good, feeding into his excitement when she continues to pump his cock. He looses a moan, a little louder than he thought upon her words and actions double-teaming him. He can imagine it now. In fact, he won't really need to imagine it for very long by the time she's done spending him here. As long as they continue to focus on each other. Nobody else. Just the two of them. Even when a server walks directly past them, stealing a glance over to the empty space they once occupied? ]

Yeah...

[ "All of this in me..." ]

Gonna grab you by the waist...give you every inch of this.

[ His fingers flex, nails digging slightly against her as his ass clenches from where he sits. He's panting now, loving the feeling of her hands working his heavy, long shaft as their fantasies and her actions coax him closer and closer. Just let go, Cloud. Get dirtier. Filthier. ]

Make me cum and I'm gonna..

[ And judging by the way the stimulation and how sensitive he feels, precum practically spurting in excess at the buildup they're pushing towards, he wouldn't be surprised if he just stopped her right before the end and gave that first load straight inside her, leaving her belly hot and warm with a load of cum. ]

God, I—

[ He's reached the point of no return here. He can feel his loins stirring, his dick throbbing in heavy pulses in her hands. He's going to cum. And if they're the only ones here...well, it didn't really matter how she wanted to see her beau do it, did it? Make a mess of his lap? Shoot it across the table? Let thick globs of cum roll down his shaft and through her fingers? At least that way he'd be more than wet enough for her before she got to ride him good. ]

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[ Ayaka cants her head thoughtfully while her gaze meets his. She did say to keep his eyes on her, and she has to return the sentiment. As much as she would love to keep looking at his cock, throbbing in her hand as she pumps him closer to and closer to climax, there's a look of need that she gives him.

They'd been talking about what they intend to do after this that she can't help but want it now. She wants to ride him now, her ass pushing back into his hand so he can grab more of her just so she can feel more of his touch. ]

Are you almost there? [ It's a different sensation to have his cock grow bigger in her hand. It's a more familiar feeling when his thrusts get more erratic and she feels him throb, stretching her inner walls all the more. ] I want you...

[ She won't tell him to hurry up, but she strokes him faster now, letting go and pumping him with just one hand while her other rests on his thigh. Leaning forward, closer to him, her ass up and off her seat now. If he does finally cum? She'll at least keep pumping him 'til he's spent, letting him dirty her hands or what he can reach of her clothes. She'll even clean him up good afterwards with a napkin. ]

Uh-huh... [ It would take a miracle to stop him now. When she leans over him, his gaze drifting to the curve of her ass in that long dress of hers. Giving a fervent squeeze, he clenches again, his lower abdomen flexing as he feels himself on the brink. ] Want it inside you?

[ It's a little too late for that...but, god, just the thought of Ayaka pumping him to full hardness like this, leaving him on the brink, just to sit herself down fully on him while he flooded her insides with his seed? His knee beneath the table accidentally bumps hard up against the underside of it, causing it to jostle a little. He couldn't help it. It was involuntary when Ayaka's words and actions were bringing him over the edge. But more embarrassingly...a couple patrons in the teahouse looked. They still couldn't see them, but they certainly heard that bang of the table.

He's torn between embarrassment and feeling even more turned on, enough so that his dick gives another thick swell up in her hands as he climaxes. Having had sex with her earlier under those more monstrous circumstances...the amount he was spilling and spurting was still impressive enough. Did he...like taking risks like this?! If he did, it was a secret he sure as hell was planning on taking to the grave with him. But right now, he just focuses on the waves of pleasure that course through him. If her hands and clothes are left a mess?

Well.

He can't say he'll be sorry for that. Not when he planned on pulling her right in his lap and fucking her against the table shortly thereafter. This was too much stimulation for him...yet he wanted more.

One down. Two to go. ]

[ Ayaka's forgotten where they are already, to engrossed in that desire to get her beau to cum, and way too excited to have sex with him the moment he's reached his climax. Her hands become even more wet, his seed dripping down the back as she continues to pump him. More? If there's any left, then please don't hold back, Cloud. She'll keep it coming, 'til it feels like his dick's stopped spasming from the high she's brought him.

She watches it all, witnesses just how he's washed her hands with his seed. It's filthy, so embarrassing, but given how it's just them alone? "Alone". It doesn't matter. She likes this. She likes this far too much. ]

It's my turn? [ She gives him a small and shy smile at that, her excitement showing, but obviously trying to be controlled. Sure, she just got him to cum for the sake of being visible again, but she didn't give him a handjob for the sake of it. Pleasuring him is something she wants to do, and there's a lot of fun and enjoyment from all this, so... ] Ah, then...

[ One second, Cloud. She has to get a napkin from the table to wipe his seed off her hand. Crumpling it and putting it away on the corner of their table right behind Cloud (for now!!! She'll throw it away properly later...) ]

I don't have to remove my dress, do I? [ God, that would be too embarrassing. So she doesn't even wait for Cloud to respond, getting on her knees and slipping her undies off from underneath her skirt with one hand. Her other's already holding him by the shoulder to keep her steady. Their eyes meet for a moment just as she's left her underwear hanging off one leg. ]

... perhaps I am a bit too eager.

[ 😔 don't shame her please ]

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. ]

[ Ayaka is definitely eager. There's no contest there. Just seeing her beau's cock, hard and ready, before she gave him a handjob started to get her both her mouth and her pussy wet. Cloud wouldn't need to rub his fingers down the length of her entrance to spread her juices with how eager she's become. His fingers will slip in easily enough, and despite his gentle his touch is, she's already moaning in pleasure. ]

Cloud- please...

[ As desirable as his digits may be, and as appreciate as she would be if he fucked her with his hand, there is something else she wants. The Shirasagi Himegimi wants to ride her beau. She wants to drop down on his cock, over and over again, while her walls get tested by how deep his cock can go. She wants that lewd noise of her thighs clapping against his own as she bounces on him, her breasts bouncing along, too.

And yet, she's putty to his touch. Ayaka doesn't contest him, instead moving her hips along to feel more of his hand, her clit rubbing against his palm with each languid roll. ]

What you said... we should.... [ They should do it... He should make her ride him already. ]

Yeah...? [ Say it, Cloud. Fill her pretty little head with more debauched words and make her wish she'd had this sooner. Make her wish that they didn't stop at three times. Make her wish that her watering mouth could lathe every inch of his cock with her tongue as cum dribbled down and marked her. So unbecoming. But for his eyes to witness alone. ] You want it?

[ He knows she'll never say it. That she'll never have as dirty a tongue as him; he's more than content in letting her tongue do other things than say how badly she wanted his cock messing her little pussy up. Another wet squelch as her walls grip his digits so snug, he pumps her a few more times, as if he was thinking of denying her and letting her cum on his hand to return the favor. But he's positively throbbing at this stage- overly sensitive and yearning for any kind of touch again. She didn't need to take any of her clothes off for this... ]

Get on me, Ayaka, [ he breathes heatedly, thrusting his fingers deeper this time, curling them one last time on the way out as he wipes her juices off on his pantleg, helping her get settled in his lap as he grips the base of his cock, stroking it as he lines himself up. Even with Ayaka sitting up on her knees like this, his other hand reaching behind her and squeezing her bare ass, his cockhead nearly reaches her drooling, plump folds, wetting and glistening down the thick length of his shaft as he swallows hard before staring up at her, keeping his dick steady for the inevitable plunge. ]

C'mon—

[ "Yes, right this way, you two." ]

[ NA. NI?! ]

[ Ah, that's right. They don't technically "exist" in the same realm as everyone else anymore. No one can see them or hear them. And a middle-aged couple have been shown to their table. They're both sitting on the other side of the table together. Which means they're not sharing the same side as Cloud and Ayaka, but...

But...

It means that from where Cloud's seated, looking over the side of his girlfriend straddling his lap? That now he's gotta focus up even harder on her. But if they suddenly reappeared...these two would have a front row seat to the two of them shamelessly fucking in the middle of this teahouse. Staring up at Ayaka against him, he wets his lips and nods his head, face flushing hotter. ]

R-Right.

[ R-Ride him? While their 'guests' get served ukki-infused tea?? ~~Cloud why is your dick still rock hard and throbbing are you enjoying this?!~~ ]

[ The two of them are so into this. So attune with one another that they completely forget the rest of the world, because their world is the other. Ayaka's desire for her beau only grows stronger by the second, and she practically crawls on the blond's lap to position herself as quickly as she could. She's not starved, nor is she deprived any longer, but no matter where they are, her want for Cloud never disappears. So she's on him now, sinking slowly and sheathing his cock inside her as he coaxes her. "C'mon," as he says.

But the slow descent, what would have gotten her excited even more because of how much she likes it when they're slow, gets interrupted. The voice of the waitress ushering a couple to their table interrupts her train of thoughts and she just... dives right in, her thighs smacking loudly against Cloud's own. ]

Ah! [ How quick it all happened, how she wasn't given an opportunity to adjust to his size right off the bat gets her to be louder than usual. Her arms immediately wrap around his neck while her face rests against the crook of it. She says his name over and over as she catches her breath. Much like how quickly she's breathing, her inner walls do the same. Not quite quivering, as if she'd climaxed, but throbbing all the same. ]

Wh- What are they doing? [ And Cloud? Did you just get harder?! Ayaka refuses to show her face, only wanting Cloud to see her like this. It didn't ruin the mood, compared to how they were invited to join an orgy back at the palace a few months back, but she's clearly upset that their privacy's been invaded! ] I do not feel comfortable like this...

[ Are you sure, Ayaka? Your pussy's throbbing. You're moving your hips, already beginning that ride you've sought after. Your hold on your beau tightens as you let out a moan. Are you truly uncomfortable?

Or maybe she's just trying to seek comfort in her boyfriend... Yeah. ]

[ She pulls another long, drawn moan from his lips, his head tilting back some from the pleasure of feeling her insides wetly accept him. They've done this before, nice and slow on most occasions before letting things ramp up naturally. In his initial reservations, he's become a rather gentle lover...to start, anyway. So when the two of them are interrupted and now they have an audience to deal with? Ayaka catches him by surprise when she suddenly dives down on down, her soft thighs clapping loudly against his as her entrance is obscenely stretched on his measure. She'd taken him practically all the way, and despite the fact he only just came? He was already feeling a familiar ember being stoked in his stomach. His balls tense, and his dick gives another ashamed throb.

But he holds out, torn between watching her as she clings and breathes against his neck, his hands both hold her ass as she begins to move her hips and ride his cock. ]

Ummm... [ What are they doing, Cloud? Having trouble focusing when your girlfriend's pussy is throbbing and her ass is twerking on your dick? He can't help but try, his words mingled with a moaning undertone as she clings to him. ] Looking at- the menu?

[ As he says "menu", his knee shifts beneath the table. And bumps against it, alarming the couple. ]

!

[ Stop squeezing your girl's ass if you're so "uncomfortable"?? ]

[ "Did you hear that?" ]

[ "I thought I did, but...maybe the table's just showing its age." ]

[ "Guess you're right. Have you tried the salmon nigiri here, dear?" ]

Good...

[ Cloud's comment couldn't have been more poorly timed, even as he whispers his moaned word into his girl's ear as she rides his cock. He meant her pussy. Her pussy felt so good. Her ass in his hands as she rolled her hips atop him felt so good. ...okay the salmon's banging at this place. But they'll never know. They'll just have to order it and try. ]

[ That was a rhetorical question!! She wants them gone!! 😖 ]

Cloud... [ Stop looking at them?? Stop paying attention to them! Her hold on him grows tighter while she looks to the other side, the side of her face resting on his shoulder as she takes a peek at the couple.

Ah- they really are looking at the menu. And talking about the salmon... ]

Yeah...

[ Which one are you giving your approval for, Ayaka? Your boyfriend's cock moulding your pussy to his shape, or the talk of salmon? They should also order the eel...

Pushing herself away from him, hands slipping from around his neck to hold onto his shoulders. She looks her beau in the eye. She's begging them to go away with how she's looking at him, as if he has the power and authority to get them to leave.

"Yeah. I also want some tea."

Now it's Ayaka's turn to let out a mewl, a sound of acknowledgement because tea is good— wait, no, her boyfriend's cock is good. Distracted as she may be, she hasn't forgotten what they're doing. She may have already forgotten about why they got trapped here in the first place and what they have to do, her mind just filled with thoughts of her beau and sex, but... at least she hasn't forgotten to move. ]

Please... [ With less weight on his upper body, she can pour more weight onto her lower half as she sinks down with added fervour. Her skirt of her kimono covers up the view, but it doesn't remove the sensation when her pussy hugs his cock tight as she bounces on his lap. ] Please, let us ignore them...

[ She grabs his attention as he does his best to rein himself back in. Focus up, Cloud. You two have a job to do. ]

Yeah...

[ There's no need to be quiet either. Especially when his nails dig a little more into her ass upon one particular stroke down of his cock. ]

Still so sensitive, [ he manages. Maybe if they just...oh god. Talk about sex, they can ignore the couple sitting across from them. He also has to be careful not to let his legs bump the table again, least he cause a disturbance as the server returns with tea. They're going to start ordering also. It all sounds so delectable. ... HE MEANS HER TITTIES ARE DELECTABLE. SHAME THEY'RE COVERED UP RIGHT NOW. ] 'Keep your eyes on me,' right?

[ And that's exactly what he does, his eyes unable to help be being drawn to the way her breasts heave in her armored top. The clap of her thighs down atop his, and the way his dick would bump and knock on her core. He tenses, rolling his hips upwards into her just as she's coming down, nudging a little more firmly every time she bounced in his lap. Meanwhile, Ayaka would find his cock throbbing thickly inside her, bigger inside her as he does his damnest to hold his composure as he stares up at her with a flush expression.

God. They're really doing this. They're fucking in their favorite spot at their usual teahouse and they haven't even started using the table yet. It's all so good, spikes of pleasure causing his inner thigh muscles to clench from time to time. ]

Yeah... [ Clap. Clap. Clap. ] Bounce just like that.

[ It's embarrassing. It's hot. It's how they're going to make it through this. Talking their way through it, damn it. ]

[ Cloud, keep your eyes on her. Keep your hold on her, because Ayaka's hands slowly move from his shoulders down to his chest, getting a good feel of his muscles before her hands finally grab her skirt. It's been covering up the view of her getting impaled on his cock over and over, so she pulls the front of her skirt above her thighs. Her movement slows down a little when she presents her pussy to him in such a manner.

With her skirt high enough, she leans back so she can rest her elbows on the table. Ayaka hasn't forgotten! They're supposes to use this and ah-- with her back arched slightly, it feels like every drop down the base of her beau's cock hits differently. It's so deep...

"Let's get some unagi nigiri, too. It's on discount today." ]

Yes... [ That sounds amazing. The couple on the table has good taste! And her beau has a good dick. It's not the mention of unagi that gets her pussy squeezing his dick real tight, but the timing couldn't have been any better.

Their eyes meet, and she begins to bounce on her boyfriend's lap faster. The table shakes a little, not enough to cause a commotion, but it shakes the container of soy sauce just a bit. ]

You feel so good, Cloud... I- Ah... it's so good...

[ That little display of hers, as his eyes are drawn down to the sight of her pussy lips stretched on his cock and seeing just how much of him she's taken, was almost enough to throw him over the edge all over again. When presented with a girl like Ayaka, with a slamming body modestly hidden beneath layers of armor and pristine clothing? She's done a damn good job of keeping him torn. His eyes are on her. But what part of her? ]

God, you're gonna make me cum again...

[ The sight of her tits barely keeping in her top every time she bounced up and down on his massive cock? Her pussy visibly clenching around the inches she's gripping so unbelievable tight? Her beautiful, flush expression as she talks about how good he feels? Everything. Sure as hell not the patrons joining their table as the soy sauce spills. His hold on her hips tightens as he starts bumping and thrusting his hips from his seated position. Skin slaps again skin obscenely as he can't get over the erotic sight of his girlfriend arched back and riding him so longingly.

What the hell. If they can't hear them? He's not going to hold back his voice either. Not when he starts fucking her faster. He may not be a lupine beast right now, but Cloud's keen on forgetting where they are and what they have to accomplish if it means that he reminds her of that wild side all over again.

If he could stay buried inside her, claim his little white rabbit like the wolf he was that night, and just thrust deeper again? He would. ]

There, there, there—

[ God— who cares about the table now? Ayaka's forgotten all about it now, her mind and body solely focused on the pleasure she feels from her beau fucking her hard and fast at their favourite tea house.

Letting out a little squeal, she's forced to lean forward and cling to Cloud when he begins to speed things up. She can't keep it in— as quiet as she normally is, Cloud's encouragement has made her forget about her volume, too. Calling his name, she buries her face on the crook of his neck, becoming more and more breathless by the second.

By now, soy sauce has spilled on the table. The couple seated across from each other look at the spot and the bottle of soy sauce then at one another.

"Dear?" Yeah... they don't really know, either. But the man puts the soy sauce bottle back up and then firmly places his hand on the surface of the table to see if it'll hold still. He can feel vibrations from the table, as if it's moving on its own. But why...? ]

Faster...

[ Because one little princess pulled herself away from her beau again so she can look at him as they lose themself in one another. One hand is perched on the blond's shoulder while her other is on the table. That's still using it, right? Even though she wanted to see him come undone, though, she's being brought to her climax the longer this goes on. Close, so close... her vision's getting blurry because she can barely keep her eyes open. ]

Edited (oh fucking hell i pressed post comment by accident) 2022-11-18 00:03 (UTC)

[ Fuck this table. More specifically, fuck Ayaka on this table. Ayaka's adorable little squeal of pleasure has his cock pulsating faster, little spurts of precum lining her inner walls and making their riding session all the more slippery. It's a good thing that she already made him cum earlier, because he would have been popping inside of her. When she leans forward to cling to him, his hands move down to her ass, roughly squeezing as she rocks and rides up and down the length of his cock. He doesn't bother being discreet about it, smelling her hair as he breathes in deep of her while the soy sauce spills on the table. He just wants to keep going. He wishes that this wouldn't end after three climaxes. Combined or otherwise.

Then she's telling him to move even faster. Something they would have reserved for the bedroom, or even before this whole month in general. That does it. It sets something off inside her beau as he watches her balance herself between his shoulder and the table beneath her. ]

Gonna wanna hold on tight-

[ Because now instead of staying seated the way he was and letting her do most of the work? He turns the tables on her completely, his movement as he shifts his legs out from underneath the table forcing him to pull out of her as he lifts her up a little higher, getting on his knees. If she looks down between them now, his cock is hot and red, dripping with the combination of their juices before he hastily realigns himself up and shifts against her again, the broad cockhead wasting no time in stretching her out on him again as he thrusts forward. She's either going to need to hold on tight to him? Or trust in his strength, lean back and use that table as he keeps a tight grip on her hips before he starts thrusting again.

Her lower half is supported completely by his strong hands now, his hips working like a piston that builds with speed and force as she's about to get a hard, fast fucking that she pleaded him for. Meanwhile the table protests, little plates shifting and the soy sauce bottle having to be taken off the damn table as the couple try calling over a server. Something's wrong with their desk?! It's so unstable! It keeps moving. And rocking.

Back and forth and back and forth, when unbeknownst to their eyes Ayaka is getting railed hard and deep over the table, the angle he drives into his arching girl leaving his cock to drag and knock on her womb over and over again, a rapid yet rhythmic clap. ]

Ayaka—!

[ They're lost in one another again. Which technically isn't a bad thing. The two are so in love with one another that they wouldn't dare look at someone else the same way, despite the pushes and pulls in this world. It's why Ayaka's stopped caring about her surroundings or how she could possibly look right now given they're in public. No one can see them, sure, but she'd normally be a lot more self-conscious.

Yet, here she is, in her safe space. ~~And her safe space in her~~ Hugging her safe space tight because she'd end up covered in soy sauce otherwise. Comfortable and on edge at the same time, to the point that she wants her lover to fuck her harder out here in the tea house. She calls out his name again, more, don't stop, when—

"Let's just eat outside. The tables there seem more sturdy." The couple comes back to get their belongings before leaving. And the moment Ayaka hears the word "outside"? Her eyes jolt open and she tries to get Cloud's attention by pulling away and tapping on his shoulder. ]

Cloud— [ Oh god don't cum just yet... ] Finish outside, you can't—

[ Don't cum inside her while you're on a date 😭😭😭 ]

[ Thankfully, thankfully, he's not mindless despite how lost in her he's become. So her calling his name along with tapping his shoulder? That earns her the attention of her beau as his grip on her hips keeps its firm hold. As for those thrusts? They begin to slow down as they lose their rhythm. He really was on the brink of popping when she asked him to finish outside before, as he becomes aware of the fact the couple was taking their belongings and leaving, he stops. Letting Ayaka be fully seated in his lap, his cock resting hard and deep inside her, he's throbbing wildly. Like any little movement could set him off as his hands shift from her hips to her ass, giving it a squeeze as he heaves a hot and heavy sigh.

Fucking hell. You're asking for a hell of a lot from him with a pussy this good. But Cloud steels himself, breathing through his nose and out his mouth before he recomposes himself. The mood wasn't ruined. He's still as eager to continue as she was. But that's just it. ]

Can't just...leave a mess elsewhere.

[ So no cumming all over her or on their surroundings. He can hold on. As long as he has to for her as he looks into her eyes. The fact she's leaning back a little now, still within his arms makes this next part a little easier then. Because while she's still rooted on his cock, one of his hands dips between her legs, twisting his hand comfortably enough as he slowly starts rolling his hips up, rubbing more insistently on her core as he helps her start rocking again. All while his fingers circle her little clit to apply more stimulation. ]

You first.

[ That'll make two. Even if what he's doing would make it even harder on him if she starts tightening her pussy more. ]

Then I'll cum anywhere you want.

I'm sorry, but we're outside, and— [ Oh, hell, why does she have to apologise? He already knows the inconvenience of going home all... spoiled and dirty. They certainly had to experience that just the other day. Well, Ayaka did. Cloud. . . not so much. And given that there's still light out? She's going to attract attention for walking weirdly or if something starts dripping down her leg????

Ayaka isn't cut off because she realises that there's no need to actually apologise. She lets out a little yelp when Cloud begins touching her. Her everything is already so sensitive, already so close to her climax already from the pace they were going at. It's really going to be a challenge for Cloud not to cum inside, because as it is, her whole lower half twitches, her body shakes, her walls gripping his cock so tight-- ]

Oh—!

[ Her hand was just on his shoulder to call his attention, but now her nails are digging into the cloth of his sleeve as she falls back into him. All it took was a push of a button for her to crumble, her whole body giving up on her.

That's two. ]

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