[ She wants to reply that he has never, ever held her back for anything truly, and still the question arises of how and when, if ever, she's ever made him feel that way in return.
But then he says the "d" word and her eyes widen and she blushes and she looks as if he's finally, finally said something that's gotten all of her other thoughts to fly right out the proverbial window. ] A.... a date?
[ They've done so much more than date. Isn't this what's suppose to come first? Her pitch is lighter, as if she's suddenly more nervous than before. ] You--... this was a date all along...?
[Ever the mischievous one, Yan Qing tugs her closer. Why does that make her nervous first? They've already done so much together. He can't help the smile that grows wider as he watches her expression change under the weight of his stare. So she was happy to be with him even if this wasn't a date?
Maybe this is why his heart soars.]
If that's how you're feeling, we can call it that. I don't mind! I just like being with you.
[Maybe he should be more forceful. He doesn't know. The future scares him. Maybe her choosing someone better is inevitable, but if he can still be with her when she does, that's good enough.]
[ Everything that he's saying to her, she can repeat right back to him. She likes being with him. She doesn't mind that this is a date. Whatever he wishes to call this, she will oblige.
And what is this, beyond that of a date?
He pulls her closer, she finds her palms resting against his chest once more. From the jell-ato, a tingle of static passes from her fingertips to him, and from him to her. It's not unpleasant; instead, it feels like a flutter of warmth rippling down her skin. ]
..If... I'd known that this was going to be a date, I should have bought a dress to wear for you. [ Her voice is soft. ] ...Maybe next time, then? I'd... like to spend more time with you, too.
[ People come and go in this world. People fade. People leave, people disappear. But she wants to be with him, until then. ]
[ A dress? He never thought about that before. Isn't what she's wearing now just fine? Ah, but he wants to see what she had in mind now. Ugh, he's so stupid! Please go out with him again!
...
He doesn't want to look too desperate. If she likes being with him regardless, then that's all that matters. The Iris static tickles his skin, a delightful jolt of pleasure dancing across his skin, but he doesn't move away. There is so much he wants from this and he doesn't want to waste another moment. ]
Yeah, me too. Next time...
[ But he's still himself. As he holds her close, his lips touch her neck, and his hands start to wander.
He tugs at her skirt. ]
Maybe next time, we'll make a whole day out of it.
[ A whole day out of... what, dress shopping? Or is he taking about his lips brushing lightly over her neck, drawing the energy to the pulse there? A whole day of his hands wandering over her, teasing at the hem of her clothes...?
The heat of chroma is difficult to ignore. His touch is difficult to ignore. She's embarrassed to admit that the allure beckons to abandon all pretense, situation, and location, only to continue on this route... ]
[ YOU KNOW HOW BEING AN IRIS IS LIKE YOU'RE HORNY AND READY TO GO ALL THE TIME?? Well this is her life, and she shifts her legs uncomfortably, but waddayaknow, one of her legs are between his, and his between hers. How did that happen. ]
[ The sounds of his lips and gasps for air are hard to ignore when he is so close to her ear, working his way up her neck and leaving blooms of red in his wake. He chuckles. When she gives him the face he likes and the voice he wants, how can he stop? He thinks he's done this with her enough times to know what comes next. ]
And? C'mon, no one's gonna know.
[ There is a world he needs to save, a place he should go back to, but he wouldn't mind a whole eternity of this. He gives her ass a squeeze, pushing her hips against his own, and fingers begin searching for the elastic they can slip into. He's the WORST!!! ]
[ Her neck cranes not even by her own will; it's all instinctual to follow that pleasure he evokes within her, and it crawls down her body so slowly it's torture. Shutting her eyes as his lips hit a particularly sensitive spot upon her skin, she bites down upon her bottom lip, willing herself silent. The tactic doesn't work when his hands caress to press her hips flush against his-- a motion that won't be entirely forceful, because her body willingly, suddenly locks against his in turn.... and rubs the concavity of hers against his.
An airy sound passes from her lips, high-pitched enough to be something between a sigh and a whine. Her body shudders, and when it passes, her breath has become noticeably more staggered.
Just as his hand begins to intrude, her own raises up the length of his back, except in lieu of her usual warmth, he might notice it's a static of sorts that follows the path of his spine, gathering up energy in the process, and....
...it shocks him upon the neck. She doesn't even realize what she's done. ]
[Her body knows how to fit into his, and perhaps that is why he anticipates every moment their eyes meet, every second their hands touch. The warmth between her thighs tells him that they'll waste no time, the sensation up his spine so sweet and electric, he'd sooner collapse were she not holding him tenderly.
At least, that's how it was supposed to go in his head.
The jolt of electricity seizes him all over, and he lets out a comical, staggered yelp before falling into her arms in the unsexiest way possible.
Hmm. His perfect hair? A total mess. His side bangs are sticking out. He looks like a triangle.]
[ If he's collapsed into her arms, that means he's probably face-planted into her chest...
She looks down what could only be described as a porcupine with its quills raises in all directions. ] Oh--- oh my goodness--
[ HE'S BEEN ELECTROCUTED! That's not a power she normally has, and she quickly adjusts him, lifting him by his upper arms to stand him upright, looking... him... over.... ]
[Thankfully, he's not one to shrink in embarrassment. This isn't the time for it! Though he still looks like a porcupine, he bounces back with a smile.]
Ah, but I'm also a master comedian. If I can make a lady smile, then giving her a shocking performance would have been worth it! Ahahaha!
[ Relief washes over her on two separate fronts: the first, that he is genuinely well, and second, that he is not offended by her finding humor in all of this.
Thus, her smiles widens and her giggle that she had been stifling politely behind her hand crescendos into a laugh. ] A-- a...sh-shocking performance! [ She repeats, rife with giddiness at his inclusion of a pun. ]
Hehe~, that's... I... I guess you could say that I, ah, [ Pfft-- ] shocked myself, too! It must be an Iris ability, or...[ She giggles some more. ] Or maybe, the jell-ato had something to do with it.
[She's laughing. That's good. Pyra had looked so sad talking about her family earlier, it makes him worry about the things he has yet to know about her. Maybe there will come a time when she'll be more comfortable to talk about it. Maybe that time will never come, but at least he knows how to make her smile.
And she likes his puns! His attention is between her and his hair as he attempts to tame his new style by combing it with his fingers.]
The jell-ato? Man, I was kinda hoping there was a spark between us, haha. [Kidding! Unless...? He doesn't want to leave it hanging there, so he keeps talking.] Come to think of it, Iris moonblessed can turn into jellyfish, can't they? And technically, you ate jellyfish, so I guess that makes you...
A spark--! That makes her burst into laughter all over again. And then... eating a jellyfish!! ] Sh-Shin! Pfft-- That's gross! [ She nudges him lightly with her hand. Stop, stop, her laughter is making it difficult to speak! ]
[ Internally, she's struggling greatly with herself on account of being very much turned on just moments ago, and that warmth has yet to die down. What if that had continued, what then? She likes to imagine herself having some dignity and tact, but in the heat of the moment... there had been no one but the two of them existing. How is she do damn needy?
These moonblessings are difficult to manage, indeed. ] Mm... we could buy something. But couldn't I simply borrow some of your clothes as well?
[ HAH, the tables have been turned...! For all of two seconds because she realizes that his ususal outfit includes... rather, excludes a shirt. ] O-oh! Well, you have that... strap thing that goes...
[ Saying so, her hand moves to his chest to draw the line that strap would make across his. ]
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But then he says the "d" word and her eyes widen and she blushes and she looks as if he's finally, finally said something that's gotten all of her other thoughts to fly right out the proverbial window. ] A.... a date?
[ They've done so much more than date. Isn't this what's suppose to come first? Her pitch is lighter, as if she's suddenly more nervous than before. ] You--... this was a date all along...?
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Maybe this is why his heart soars.]
If that's how you're feeling, we can call it that. I don't mind! I just like being with you.
[Maybe he should be more forceful. He doesn't know. The future scares him. Maybe her choosing someone better is inevitable, but if he can still be with her when she does, that's good enough.]
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And what is this, beyond that of a date?
He pulls her closer, she finds her palms resting against his chest once more. From the jell-ato, a tingle of static passes from her fingertips to him, and from him to her. It's not unpleasant; instead, it feels like a flutter of warmth rippling down her skin. ]
..If... I'd known that this was going to be a date, I should have bought a dress to wear for you. [ Her voice is soft. ] ...Maybe next time, then? I'd... like to spend more time with you, too.
[ People come and go in this world. People fade. People leave, people disappear. But she wants to be with him, until then. ]
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...
He doesn't want to look too desperate. If she likes being with him regardless, then that's all that matters. The Iris static tickles his skin, a delightful jolt of pleasure dancing across his skin, but he doesn't move away. There is so much he wants from this and he doesn't want to waste another moment. ]
Yeah, me too. Next time...
[ But he's still himself. As he holds her close, his lips touch her neck, and his hands start to wander.
He tugs at her skirt. ]
Maybe next time, we'll make a whole day out of it.
[THEY ARE IN PUBLIC.]
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The heat of chroma is difficult to ignore. His touch is difficult to ignore. She's embarrassed to admit that the allure beckons to abandon all pretense, situation, and location, only to continue on this route... ]
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S-Shin. Um.
[ FUCK. ]
This is a... costume store...
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And? C'mon, no one's gonna know.
[ There is a world he needs to save, a place he should go back to, but he wouldn't mind a whole eternity of this. He gives her ass a squeeze, pushing her hips against his own, and fingers begin searching for the elastic they can slip into. He's the WORST!!! ]
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An airy sound passes from her lips, high-pitched enough to be something between a sigh and a whine. Her body shudders, and when it passes, her breath has become noticeably more staggered.
Just as his hand begins to intrude, her own raises up the length of his back, except in lieu of her usual warmth, he might notice it's a static of sorts that follows the path of his spine, gathering up energy in the process, and....
...it shocks him upon the neck. She doesn't even realize what she's done. ]
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At least, that's how it was supposed to go in his head.
The jolt of electricity seizes him all over, and he lets out a comical, staggered yelp before falling into her arms in the unsexiest way possible.
Hmm. His perfect hair? A total mess. His side bangs are sticking out. He looks like a triangle.]
I deserved that...
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She looks down what could only be described as a porcupine with its quills raises in all directions. ] Oh--- oh my goodness--
[ HE'S BEEN ELECTROCUTED! That's not a power she normally has, and she quickly adjusts him, lifting him by his upper arms to stand him upright, looking... him... over.... ]
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His hair. ]
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...A--are you.... alright?
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[It's sort of muffled in her chest. That's the heaven part. But okay, okay, he looks up and—]
Ugh. You really are a devil.
[A devil laughing at his misfortune!]
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Ah, but I'm also a master comedian. If I can make a lady smile, then giving her a shocking performance would have been worth it! Ahahaha!
[... he's gonna try to flatten his hair now.]
When'd ya learn how to do that?
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Thus, her smiles widens and her giggle that she had been stifling politely behind her hand crescendos into a laugh. ] A-- a...sh-shocking performance! [ She repeats, rife with giddiness at his inclusion of a pun. ]
Hehe~, that's... I... I guess you could say that I, ah, [ Pfft-- ] shocked myself, too! It must be an Iris ability, or...[ She giggles some more. ] Or maybe, the jell-ato had something to do with it.
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And she likes his puns! His attention is between her and his hair as he attempts to tame his new style by combing it with his fingers.]
The jell-ato? Man, I was kinda hoping there was a spark between us, haha. [Kidding! Unless...? He doesn't want to leave it hanging there, so he keeps talking.] Come to think of it, Iris moonblessed can turn into jellyfish, can't they? And technically, you ate jellyfish, so I guess that makes you...
A cannibal?
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A spark--! That makes her burst into laughter all over again. And then... eating a jellyfish!! ] Sh-Shin! Pfft-- That's gross! [ She nudges him lightly with her hand. Stop, stop, her laughter is making it difficult to speak! ]
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Goodness, you're really making it--
[ Difficult not to think of her home.
Difficult not to think of what she's done.
Difficult not to be... sad. ]
--difficult to not want to shock you again! [ That said, she waves her fingers as if she just might! ]
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[Getting electrocuted is... an experience.]
Anyway, that's enough fooling around! [He says as though he didn't start it.] Let's buy you a costume. I've already got mine covered.
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These moonblessings are difficult to manage, indeed. ] Mm... we could buy something. But couldn't I simply borrow some of your clothes as well?
[ The rest would be paint to mimic his tats. ]
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Uh, ahahahahaha! I guess you could! Why didn't I think of that? Hahahaha, silly me!
[He can deal with a needy Pyra. That's fine. On some days, he might even prefer it. But a Pyra in his clothes? That he has worn?]
You do know what my usual clothes look like, doncha?
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[ Saying so, her hand moves to his chest to draw the line that strap would make across his. ]
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A shiver travels down her spine, but it isn't cold. ] ....Maybe I'll wear a-- what are those things called again? [ Distracted.
She's very distracted by him. ] A sarashi underneath.
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