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jyushi - gen 7 (old friends)

[chief_of_staff]

[It has felt like an eternity since the revolutionary was able to visit his friend, since he'd moved away a few months back. However, he'd heard through eavesdropping at the local convenience store yesterday evening that Jyushi has moved back into town.

A part of Sabo wonders if he'd been told directly eventually, but his impatient, impulsive side isn't even going to give the other man a chance. Assuming that Jyushi still lives in the same apartment, Sabo makes a point to rush over there right after his shift at his job is over for the day, ecstatic to potentially be able to hang out again. He even stops by that same convenience store to buy some glass bottles of soda as a present, too.

When he arrives at the apartment, he knocks on the door very enthusiastically, almost rocking on the heels of his boots as he waits for it to open.]

[yakyuuman]

[ Many, many events had occurred in Jyushimatsu's life that in the end brought him back to his fond hometown. He left few months back after he got his chances to a spot in one of the best baseball teams that exist in the country. However, the road to success was paved with so many obstacles even an optmistic ray of sunshine like him could barely overcome. The rest of his adventure was... far less savory, and he'll keep it tightly under wraps, never to be opened up again.

Long story short, he was kicked out of the team because of said adventures, and is now back to his roots, in that town where he knows everyone and is at least appreciated by them. Sabo in particular was the one he was most eager to see again... but he arrived just yesterday and dedicated all that time to unpack and get some nice rest that lasted him half a day.

He's just come out of the shower, in his shorts and yellow T-shirt, his hair still damp, when the door knocks loudly all of a sudden.

... Somehow, he knows who the visitor might be.

Swinging the door opem, his expression quickly brightens as he faces the person he had most wanted to meet today. ]

Saboooo! Good morning king-sized homerun!

[chief_of_staff]

[He's truly ecstatic to know his hunch was right, in that his friend still lives in the same apartment as before. If someone else had answered the door, he'd have quickly come up with some excuse as to why he was there in the first place, but thankfully, that wasn't needed. He beams, holding out one of the bottles.]

Hey, Jyushi! It's great to see you again! I brought you this. I know it's not much, but I didn't know for sure if you'd be in this apartment. I came here on a whim, really.

[The two of them have been friends for long enough, to where Sabo has no qualms just slipping past the other man to enter his apartment.]

Need help unpacking?

[yakyuuman]

Hahaha! You didn't have to, but thanks!

[ He snatches the bottle, happily letting Sabo inside and slamming the door closed. It's a force of habit to just have no qualms with his friend entering his space so naturally. ]

I'm good, already unpacked most things! Sorry for giving no notice but I was so tired and busy yesterday!

[chief_of_staff]

[Sabo plops down on the couch, crossing his legs and tossing his hat onto the cushion next to him. He shrugs casually, his own bottle of soda still in his other hand.]

It's fine! I should have gotten you something a little more thoughtful, but --

[He twists the top open and takes a sip.]

I didn't know you were coming back! I'm so happy to see you again! [He can't help but really beam.] How have you been? What ended up happening with the baseball stuff?

Aoi Asahina

[proteincoffee]

[For the first time in a very long time, Sakura felt the bitter taste of defeat as it flooded her every nerve. Losing to Kenshiro was different. He was still far above her in terms of skill and temperament. With him, she had known that she was not his equal just yet.

However, to have been bested by someone else was unheard of. Unacceptable. Acrid disappointment hit her like a train once again and she found herself sliding to the floor of the dojo as she tried to reconcile her feelings to this unlikely occurrence. It was taking far longer than she would ever admit to anyone. She kept hearing the voice of her father admonishing her for allowing herself to become distracted in her goal of becoming the Strongest Human Alive. It didn't matter that she was supposedly the Ultimate Marital Artist. She was still not good enough.]

To have lost to him...

[Her voice is gruff and low normally, but there is a slight hint of just how she really feels lacing it. She's so wrapped up in her self-recrimination that she doesn't hear anyone else enter the dojo.]

I must train harder.

HERE I AM

[streamlining]

[ Today has been a most satisfying day to Aoi. She didn't have to fight for the last bundle of donuts at her favourite pastry shop, and while she didn't break any personal records at practice, the clear skies and not too warm weather boosted her mood significantly. Happy as she is, the Ultimate Swimming Pro knows of one way to make today even better, and that is to share her great mood with her best friend!

However, said best friend is emanating a weird aura which Aoi senses the moment she steps into the dojo. Light feet approach Sakura carefully as the Ultimate Martial Artist utters those words and gives out a vague picture of what's going on. Aoi is suddenly struck by concern, her voice breaking through the quiet but tense air inside the room. ]

Hey, Sakura! What happened? [ With some hesitation, she adds: ] Who's the guy who beat you? I can't believe for a second someone could ever defeat you, so how...?

SO AM I!

[proteincoffee]

[So wrapped up in her brooding is Sakura that she misses the sound of the shoji doors sliding up and closing behind Asahina. Or her friend approaching her either. However, when the other girl speaks, Sakura raises her head, disbelief written over every scarred feature.]

Ah.... I've lost.

[The words still feel a bit foreign when talking about any person except Kenshiro.]

It was Nidai-senpai of class 2-B. He offered to spar.

[streamlining]

[ Ah, Nidai... the Ultimate Team Manager. Big, monstrous, always shouty, and who might send anyone flying with a single flick of his finger. Aoi could understand how he was able to hold his own against Sakura, but defeating her? No way! Her best friend is invincible! Something must have happened in the background!

Crossing her arms and frowning, Aoi ponders the situation. ]

Are you sure he won fair and square? There was no dirty move he pulled out on you, was there?

TFLN - going nsfw soon

[ringlette]

(( continuation from here ))

What a good girl.

[ It's the only comment she lets out before she leans in, and with utmost gentleness she presses her lips onto Lissa's with the ease of a woman who had done this sort of thing countless times. ]

[partyhats]

I guess...

[ Lissa's done this... a few times, but she doesn't have the casual ease that Marie has, leaning in a bit nervously, adjusting the angle of her... face a little. ]

[ringlette]

[ Her hands shifting to cup Lissa's cheeks, Marie carries on, kissing the girl gently as if she was worried something would break if she were to press harder.

She knows how to handle precious flowers. Lissa is nothing less than that, right now, and Marie just wants to treat her right before things get... hotter in here. ]

[partyhats]

[ Lissa's not delicate, insists that she's tough, she can take rough stuff - but being treated like this by Marie is just completely different. She's practically melting from the gentle affection. ]

TFLN - nsfw maybe?

[ringlette]

(( continuation from here ))

[ When she gingerly opens the door, as it's a late time in the evening. Marie is displaying a rather transparent, sikly night gown that shows her blue underwear pretty clearly. She had changed out of her swimsuit eventually, making herself more... presentable, yes.

She glances at the bottles, then smiles amiably as she steps back and lets Drake in. ]

Come on, mon ami, come in. Let us commence in our nightly fun time.

[hergrailrunnethover]

(ooc: NSFW fine by me, and sorry for being awkward about it last week, my mind was all over the place that day)

[Drake can't blame Marie for changing clothes. It's not like Chaldea is the most beachy of places, even with the number of swimsuit clad and half naked Servants wandering around on normal days. But like most things Marie does, the look suits her and what she said she was up to, and the pirate takes a slow look up and down to appreciate the sight before her.

If anything, it leaves her feeling overdressed. Taking up the invitation she deftly doffs her overcoat onto a nearby chair while raising the bottles high and then rolls into a flourshing bow.]

Thank you kindly for inviting me to your private quarters, Your Majesty. I've got a fine selection on hand from various lands. What is your personal pleasure?

(ooc: I like to keep Drake on her second Ascension sprite, it's a good look for her)

[ringlette]

[ After closing the door behind them, Marie can't help the chuckle that she covers with the back of her hand when Drake the pirate bows elegantly at her. ]

Why, I must thank you for coming. [ She gestures towards the living room, where she had been loafing the past hours on the couch. The TV in front is lit, the screen on stand by mode. ]

I always prefer the refinate red wine, but I am not at all going to refuse any other sort of alcoholic, as long as it tastes good!

[hergrailrunnethover]

[Drake nods as she looks about. While she's been happy to indulge in modern pleasures, her own room is still a bit more reserved, or at least more historically kept than this one. But she supposes that a fashionable Queen such as Marie would be the sort to keep up with the times, even in recreation.]

Well...some of it can be a bit of an acquired taste, and the buzz makes the burn worth it...but this rum should be fine for you. It's a bit more sweet than harsh, but you can still feel it warm ya.

[She sets down a nearly spherical bottle clad in a black wrapper with a red cap.]

Seems like modern rums like to run with the pirate theme. I have to say I feel honored our legacy has lasted....Ah, anyway I'm no stranger to drinking from the bottle but perhaps it'd be best if you got us some glasses.

Exploring — Somnophilia, NSFW, Prismatica AU

[ringlette]

[ After having looked into and beyond the limits of what fetish is, and its meaning for a lot of people including herself, Marie has decided on something pretty peculiar. An act that should, absolutely, befall within the safety of a bedroom, between two people who trust each other with their life.

Sex is the obvious answer - she and Edward had a lot of it, as she established a fulfilling and precious relationship with him that lacked romance but rewarded them with a generous flow of Chroma rejuvenating their bodies. However, it's not just that. Doing something like this requires a lot of planning, something she is deeply concerned about, for Ed's comfort and her own. After taking a painstaking amount of time discussing the details, time ticked, and she's now resting in her Queen sized bed, befitting of her former status.

Excitement ran through her body, so much that she had to wait a while before her spiritual frame finally gave into exhaustion. Dressed in her night gown, tender laces of a black lingerie that can be seen through, her luscious and long silver hair untied, Marie is asleep, her chest raising up and down in regular rhythm.

She soon stops being aware that there are eyes on her, and they're waiting. ]

[waxwings]

[Ed is not generally the most enthusiastic about sex, but he’d learned to adapt. The influence of the moons certainly helped in that regard and it came much easier to him after a time, he’d especially developed a keen awareness for the scent that betrayed interest in others and Marie’s was one he was quite familiar with by now.

Kinky acts weren’t out of his scope, it wasn’t uncommon for people to get an idea of what Ed could do - outside of the bedroom - and start filling in the blanks for how to make it work for them. Moonlacing was essential here and it was important to have people he could rely on to share experiences with considering how long it took him to warm up to the concept until he was comfortable. This required plenty of comfort, trust between both parties for it to remain an enjoyable experience, consent couldn’t be withdrawn in this situation so he needed to be extra careful to watch for any hint of a change.

Normally something that couldn’t be entirely consented to would be entirely off limits for him. Even having discussed this at length he couldn’t help being nervous, cautious, and they were both on the same page - concerned for each other’s well being in this scenario. All of the planning had been necessary and was entirely reassuring, this was something she was excited to try out and he always did prefer exploring in ways that would make his partner happy, whatever those were. Ed was absolutely a people pleaser in the bedroom, he could keep his focus entirely on someone else’s pleasure and never so much as take off his clothing without complaint as long as they were satisfied. At least when the moon’s influence didn’t get in the way of that.

There was a positive side to doing things this way. The most awkward part for him was always starting out, self conscious and embarrassed, it was a miracle he’d gotten as far as he had during previous encounters but here he wouldn’t risk fumbling things before she had a chance to get into it. He could take his time and she wouldn’t even be aware of what he was doing or how long it dragged out. He just had to be careful not to wake her, just enough teasing to get her aroused without pulling her from the sleep that she was in - and for now, he could do it all clothed.

Once she’s fallen asleep he moves closer, brushing the fabric of her nightgown over her thighs, left hand warmer against her skin in contrast with the metal of the right as they traced lightly up, hooking fingers carefully to pull the lace beneath down just enough to slip the fingers of his flesh hand between her legs. He moved slowly, golden eyes lifting to her face for any sign - indication that she might wake or protest - as he teased over her skin lightly. He took his time, fully intent on dragging this out with bare touches, making no move to undress her just yet. His fingers glide over her skin, a hint of what’s to come and once he’s satisfied that she’s completely asleep and not about to wake up prematurely he leans over her, lips brushing across her shoulder and up her neck.]

[ringlette]

[ Her bed is now a pile of rose petals, and her pillow is a soft, fluffy, beautiful cat. Its purr brushes past her eardrums, and she can't get tired of it no matter how long it repeats, relaxing, over and over. Blues, pinks, purples, yellows... they gather in front of her vision; a sight she's sure is not belonging to the real world, despite being similar to the colorful paths that often map Lunatia's bizarre architecture.

A gentle breeze lifts her gown a little, showing more of her thighs. Marie chuckles to herself from the inside of her dream, unheard in reality. Something presses near the core between her legs, and she's so tempted to open them, welcome more of this lovely breeze, but she refrains from doing so.

Or rather, she can't, because dreams are not meant to be easily manipulable. And that's why she likes it. This feeling of helplessness against her own body.

In the reality mirroring her, she's not moving a muscle, only her chest still showing how much she's breathing and living underneath Ed's light touches. ]

[waxwings]

[She doesn’t move, which is reassuring, invitation enough for him to continue. Fingers tracing over her skin idly instead now slip within her folds, drawing down as far as they can go with the barrier of her panties still in place. His right hand lifts to slide up her side, cool metal palm gently cupping a breast as his left hand works between her legs, up the length of sensitive flesh and back. Ed puts enough distance between them to get a look at her face, thumb sweeping over a nipple through the fabric of her nightgown before his left hand retreats from her panties entirely. He tugs them down to her thighs - exposing warm skin to the air - pressing her legs apart carefully, just enough for her to feel the tension of the lingerie around them, taking that moment to push the nightgown up further with his other hand, letting the fabric of it slide against smooth skin, causing a light tickling of friction there as more of her was revealed to him.

He doesn’t yet pull it over her breasts, leaning forward once more to tease the neglected nipple through the gown with his tongue as his left hand moves back between her legs, alternating the movement of his fingers in and over her exposed folds before dipping two inside them and leaving one to simultaneously run over delicate skin instead of between, holding off from exploring any further and leaving her clit untouched for the moment.]

NSFW...

[scarlet_devil]

[ Something with Marie or Charlie, perhaps? Remi is tied up and at thier tender mercies, and kept right at the edge through toys or a machine. ]

i hope this is ok!

[ringlette]

[ After Marie has discovered an endless love for bondage, moreso for the kind in which she's the one putting her lovers into complex, full on exposure, sometimes humiliating positions, she found a special kind of happiness in the fact Remilia was on board with this activity from the beginning.

It deprives her of all regret, and it's only with arousal that she's now looking at her lover, strapped up by a spread bar that is binding both her wrists and ankles, bending her body in half and exposing her naked body to the Queen's eyes. A machine has been set to continuously fuck Remi's pussy through the vibrating dildo she's set up exactly so the poor girl won't cum even after hours of stimulation.

After watching the torture for a while, she approaches the girl and grasps one of her breasts, squeezing in a manner that isn't gentle, so unlike her. ]

How are you feeling, mon amour? It is not too much for you yet, is it? You are not that weak.

Yep. Hopefully she'll get lots of affection after.

[scarlet_devil]

[ There was a very good reason why she gave Sakuya strict orders never to enter this room unless her mistress left... She thought the daft maid would come to the wrong conclusion.

No one's going to interfere with Marie and her captive. Still, perhaps being undead was a blessing, it doesn't get as uncomfortable nearly as quickly as a human might. With this constant stimulation without any kind of release, could she even last that long before surrendering?

She let out a gasp, along with a needy half whine, half moan... Her Queen knows all her weakest points, drawing out more pleasure. But not enough. ]

Ma Reine...! [ She let out a soft, rather cute sounding moan. ] I can... I can take it.

[ It may be that the physical binds aren't the only thing that's keeping her in this limbo, but also her own pride. At least for now. ]

of course

[ringlette]

That is what I wanted to hear. I know you are my strong pet, Remi.

[ All that pride that she's stripping off the other woman, little by little... Marie's panties have been soaked for just as long as this limbo is lasting.

She rubs Remi's nipple between two fingers, gentle at first, then pinching it harshly. The sound coming from the machine thrusting in and out of Remi's helpless body is just too much for the Queen to resist from touching her. ]

You will certainly not come if I raised the intensity a tad, will you?