After Hajime leaves I go inside and change, since my kimono did suffer slightly from climbing over the fence. I shake my head as I fix my hair as well. The kimono is something I can fix, it isn’t a very fine one anyway.
I get Makoto from the Mochizuki’s and we go back down the hill into town. There will be a few things needed for dinner… and I even stop by the onsen. Some vegetables are special only to Kyoto but the Sugiyama onsen, like many onsen in Ito, adhere to a kaiseki menu. But as Japan changes so does the food… we now have a cook that specializes in Chinese cuisine. Some in town even serve Western food… but we’ve not had too much of a demand for that, beyond more beef. Friday afternoon is not the -best- time to be looking for out-of-region foods at the market, unfortunately. Or fish.
I let her play as I begin dinner, and I get everything almost done. “Come on, let’s go ahead and get your bath.” She looks at me. “Why? And why are you making so much food?” She looks at the counter, picking up a little bowl and smelling it, and makes a face, “and you bought more pickles?”
I take the bowl from her. “Pickled vegetables, yes. We’re having company and I’m making traditional Kyoto food like my grandmother taught me how to make.” I laugh at the face she makes, “but please don’t make faces like -that- at dinner tonight. It’s impolite.”
She gives the pickled vegetables a wary look, but nods, “hai, Okaasan.” I ruffle her hair. “Good… Go and bring me a yukata for you to change into.” We get her bath done in good time and after that I go back to cooking, putting an apron over my kimono, and she helps me get the dishes ready as she tries to sneak bits of whatever I’m working on (and I -try- to keep her from doing that). It’s nice to work on something special like this… I’m not doing a full kaiseki but something closer to obanzai, the Kyoto style of home cooking that I know so well. Again I can feel my grandmother guiding me, her voice reminding me to pay attention…
But I do want some privacy with you later.
Remembering his worlds a little thrill of anticipation runs through me that reminds me of something from a long time ago… like when I would get word he would be coming to see me that night. I glance over at my daughter who looks slighly guilty and like she just swallowed something; and I think of the woman he’s bringing with him. Privacy indeed…
I look at the miso I’m preparing and not focusing on and my grandmother’s old reminder to pay attention to my cooking comes back to me. I grin slightly. Food for -now-…
(OOC – finishing dinner preparations, guests may enter at any time)
Friday, June 12, 1885 – Dinner at the Yagi House
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Hajime just goes inside… Interesting he didn’t even call… I wonder what did happen earlier?
I follow along but immediately go past him as I smell something familiar.
“Are those?” I move closer to Yagi-san, “Shiitake mushrooms…”
Looking the table over, I’m reminded of Kaiseki menu. It’s been a while, I live by myself so I do not prepare anything too lavish. I wait for Hajime to sit and I sit beside him. Looking up to Yagi-san I nod over to the Shiitake.
“Where’d you get them? They’re quite expensive.”
I’m setting the first courses on the table – Musubi Sayori, a clear soup with fish and shiitake mushrooms, bamboo shoot rice and vinegared sea-eel when Hajime and Saya come in. “Good evening,” I say to both of them, bowing slightly, trying to meet Hajime’s eyes with my own.
Where’d you get them? They’re quite expensive.
I turn to address Saya. “Ah that they are… I went to where I work looking for certain ingredients and I bought a few from them – for just the four of us just a little does quite well in bringing the flavor to the soup.” I bring tea for myself, milk for Makoto and coffee for Hajime and Saya over to the table.
Then I realize that I need to make introductions… “Asuka-san this is my daughter Makoto…”
Makoto then surprises me, “I met her yesterday!” she tells me.
I smile at Makoto-chan.
“Yes and are you feeling better Makoto-chan?”
Deciding not to mention the Shunga that she just asked me about yesterday, I take a sip of the coffee.
I nod. “Yes, thank you.”
Oh! “Hello Yamaguchi-san,” I tell him. Then I look over at the food Okaasan made… I don’t see those pickles yet. Good.
“Feeling better? Was something wrong?” I ask, looking at Makoto carefully, but she seems more interested in the food than telling me what happened yesterday. It wasn’t too strange yesterday for her, after all, that she came home and would run right back outside to her “base” – especially if she found another rock for her base.
“Feeling better? Was something wrong?”
“I saw her being bullied by boy.” I tell Yagi-san and take some of the Sayori first, “I think Takeshi was his name.”
Looking over the little girl who’s intent on the food, I remember how I saw her fight off that big boy and stubbornly try to get her book. The expression on her face back then…
My gaze fell from the child to Hajime’s face. Why is it that I am making a connection? It’s probably all just coincidence anyway.
The little girl seems very lively and I watch her take some of the food.
“Hello Makoto…” I grin slightly, I like that name a lot. Hide made a good choice.
I take some of the fish. I’ve been dying to have some since we got here, as I take a bite I realize something’s missing…
Where’s the pickles?
But before I can ask, Saya talks about a boy named “Takeshi”. I look slightly towards Makoto, I’d ask if she was okay but… I -know- she is and yes I shouldn’t get involved in these things. It is a private matter between mother and daughter, just like it has always been a private matter between my sons and their mother…
“Do we have any pickles?” I ask instead.
“Bullied… Takeshi…” I frown slightly. “Makoto, was Takeshi-kun bothering you?”
She sighs, “he tried to take my English book but Asuka-san got it back.” She smiles back at Hajime’s greeting before going back to her dinner. She must be hungry, she didn’t ask for a snack this afternoon…
“Mochizuki Takeshi,” I explain for Hajime and Saya. “He lives next door… his sister is Makoto’s best friend and her mother watches the girls after school when I’m working.” I’m quiet for a moment – Makoto has complained about Takeshi being a pest but bullying is something new, “he’s been trouble – he goes around with older boys from his school. His parents are trying to find somewhere else where he can direct some of that energy…”
Do we have any pickles?
I look over to Hajime, “ah, this is only the first part… wait, there’s more coming,” and with that I get up to finish setting up the last of the food. The sea bream came out -quite- well, if I can believe what I see and smell.
“ah, this is only the first part… wait, there’s more coming,”
“Ah… Alright…” I pause, “It’s quite a dinner though Hide…”
Ah, well not exactly what I wanted to say… I take some of the unagi, slightly sweet but good and soft to the palate.
“The eel is perfect.”
Tell her what an excellent cook she is…
“Thank you for the trouble.”
I go back eating. Everyone at this table seems hungry. Well Saya naturally but even Makoto seems to be wolfing down the food. I should tell her to eat slowly…
Shaking my head I think about this Takeshi… A troublesome boy… I know how those went of course, I used to be one. My own children though were never a problem as they grew up with their mother.
The eel is perfect.
“Thank you,” I say softly, looking back over my shoulder to smile at Hajime.
Thank you for the trouble.
I turn, setting the main course, steamed sea bream, on the table. “It’s no -trouble- … I don’t get to indulge myself and cook like this too often…” Not with all of these pure Kyoto ingredients. I look at my daughter who seems pleased enough with the food, though.
Then I bring the summer vegetable tempura, simmered bamboo shoots, and udo achara-ae, shredded pickled vegetables. “And finally the pickles,” I laugh, setting them on the table with a bit of a flourish.
Makoto-chan eyes the pickles. As I sit down I look over to Saya. “Asuka-san, how do you like your job?” I ask. I missed Kyo-kun today when he was making his delivery – but then again, I was rushing through the morning to get to see Hajime.
My eyes widen a bit as Yagi-san brings more dishes… “That tempura looks good!” I exclaim and take some of it first. I smile, I wonder if this was one of the reasons Hajime… Ah well he’s always complained I was a bad cook but if she cooked like this for him… No wonder… I need to learn how to cook!
“Asuka-san, how do you like your job?”
“Being in the Keishikan is…” I look over at Hajime. How was it only a few hours ago I kept wondering why he couldn’t live a peaceful life. Move on and get something new. I smile slowly, “the best thing that’s happened.”
I could tell her of course that the person sitting next to me is… But somehow I knew how she won’t appreciate a remark like that and Hajime seems to be in a good mood so I’m going to keep the peace tonight.
I reach for the pickles and pass them onto Makoto’s plate.
“Try some. It will go well with the sea breem.”
I grin.
I take a sliver of the pickles. A small one.
I take a bite with the fish.
I taste the pickle…
My eyes open wide. “It’s not that bad!” I say, looking first at Yamaguchi-san and then Okaasan. I take another one, a bigger piece on the next piece.
No, maybe I don’t like them -that- much. I keep eating the fish with only tiny bits of pickle.
What did Asuka-san say? Keishikan… oh, that’s probably why Takeshi-kun didn’t scare her at all.
“It’s not that bad!”
I chuckle at this… And at how she significantly reduced the amount of pickles she bit.
“Pickles are to be taken bit by bit of course Makoto.” I pop a large piece in my mouth, “But you see I’m rather fond of them.”
I turn to Saya… Their conversation earlier she misunderstood, but the way she answered that question makes me glad and of course I know why.
“Hide was asking about the confectionary shop…”
Eating some more, I try some of the bamboo shoots but decide the texture isn’t something I want in my mouth so I push them to the side and tried the udon achara-ae…
Much better…
“Hide was asking about the confectionary shop…”
“Oh…” I laugh a little, “It’s going well Hide-san.
Of course I’ve been told Miyake-san that I should not try the sweets first after they leave the couldron… Ah well I’m still working there so…
“That old woman is stern… but she’s kind in a way.”
“I’m glad you enjoy it,” I tell her. “Stern? She does seem to run a good shop – at the onsen we’ve been pleased by the quality of what get from her shop.”
It’s good Makoto-chan didn’t make a big fuss over the pickles, and perhaps even realized that they -won’t- hurt her? I smile at her before I eat some of the sea bream. Hmm. Yes. It is rather good.
“Oh yes… Much like this man.”
I can’t help it. I slide my hand onto his arm. It’s an old joke now or maybe it really isn’t but one thing is for sure he’ll swat me away. There are some things that -never- change, at least now that I’m out of Shimabara.
“You’ve been to his office in Tokyo Yagi-san right? Did you notice how none of the other Keikan likes to visit him?”
Of course the rumors of the Assistant Police Inspector now Police inspector does reach Kyoto, but I must admit, I fish for information to see how he’s doing. I wink at Hajime and he scowls slightly so slowly I let go of his arm. Better than being swatted away…
You’ve been to his office in Tokyo Yagi-san right? Did you notice how none of the other Keikan likes to visit him?
I nod, “oh yes, but it’s been a long time… and I do remember his staff. I think they were most curious that a woman had come to visit him…” I still do have that ridiculous bento box -somewhere-, I realize.
It doesn’t escape my notice how she goes for his arm and then lets go. Octopus indeed, some things I suppose won’t change. I try to catch his eye with a bit of a smile as I take a sip of tea.
“Okaasan, can we have the strawberries yet?” Makoto-chan asks, and I shift my gaze away from Hajime, “not quite yet,” I tell her, not sure if Hajime and Saya have finished. I do wish Makoto wouldn’t eat so fast, but she hates to wait for anything, really.
Strawberries?
I look at Hajime he’s almost done. I finish mine too. I wonder if they have any sugar…
“…”
I straighten up.
I think I ate too much… I need to…
I take the coffee with me and nod to the rest of the table.
“No strawberries for me. Enjoy your dessert.”
I smirk and head outside.
And mine will be ready in a minute…
Yamaguchi-san leaves but Okaasan brings the plate of strawberries and the sugar. “This is a western sugar,” she tells Asuka-san, “a little like powder, ne? I’m not sure if Miyake-san uses it at the shop…”
I take one of the strawberries and dip it in the sugar. “It’s very good,” I tell Asuka-san.
Yamaguchi-san is gone… I think as I eat the strawberry. I look to Asuka-san. “Do you know any stories?”
Oh no… I’m not good in stories..
I think for a long moment tapping my chin.
“Let’s see…”
All I know is real life stories…
“I do know some…”
I smile wryly. I wonder if it’s okay to talk to a child about the stories I’ve heard…
“Oh, good!” I smile, playing with half of a strawberry I didn’t eat. “Or I have books you can read too.”
Standing I take some of the empty plates over to the sink, cleaning them off as I listen to Makoto and Saya’s exchange.
My eyes go to the door Hajime exited out of before looking over at Makoto and Saya. “Asuka-san, would you like to read Makoto-chan a story?” I smile at my daughter affectionately, “I warn you though, she’ll stop you and ask a hundred questions…”
“I don’t!” she insists, shaking her head.
“Asuka-san, would you like to read Makoto-chan a story?”
“Sure Yagi-san.”
I did catch you looking towards the door.
I wonder for a moment why it’s easier to be this way today. And all I can think of is he seems quite happy earlier that she stopped by. I’ll have to dig more into that. It doesn’t look like he’s regained his memories back though from the way he spoke tonight.
Finishing the strawberry, I stand up.
“Well Makoto-chan. It looks like it’s you and I tonight.”
I hold out my hand to the little girl and I smile. Someday maybe I’ll get myself a little girl too or a little man.
Makoto-chan takes Saya’s hand and leads her upstairs. “My books are in my room,” she tells her. Well mostly… there’s still that one English textbook that Yuunosuke sent that I have hidden away in my things…
But Saya does seem to like Makoto and I do want to hear more about what happened with Takeshi-kun. And I would like Makoto to know a woman who’s something other than a wife and mother – so she sees that she has many opportunities for her future.
I let the dishes that are left remain as I go outside to find Hajime.
[23:27] mg_batt: (OOC start) She comes out… “Was dessert any good?”
[23:28] safetygirl0: I walk over to stand by him. “Ah, yes… the strawberries were fresh.” I glance up at him with a bit of a smile. “You didn’t care for any?”
[23:30] mg_batt: “Not tonight… I don’t like the texture of strawberries either…” I hold up my cigarette for her to see, “And it’s always been a habit of mine to smoke after a meal like -that-.” I smirk… knowing fully well i should tell her what an excellent cook she is…
[23:31] safetygirl0: I take his hand as I sit down on the engawa. “‘A meal like that’? Are you trying to tell me that I did well tonight?”
[23:32] mg_batt: I feign a scoff, “perhaps…” I take a drag and exhale slowly, “it’s a nice night…”
[23:34] safetygirl0: I raise my eyebrows, “perhaps?” I try to look miffed but I fail and grin. “Ah, yes, it is a nice night.” I look out, quiet for a moment. “Asuka-san is reading to Makoto-chan,” I tell him, keeping my face forward but looking at him from the sides of my eyes.
[23:36] mg_batt: “The octopus reading stories… be careful about that.” I grin, “she likes to tell her own. a bit headstrong…” I take a sip of the now cold coffee.
[23:37] safetygirl0: “Mmmm… they seem to get along fine,” at least Makoto was happily leading her around, but she does love stories. “But see… I did manage to get us some privacy, ne?”
[23:39] mg_batt: “Ah you did.” I grin and look back at her. She’s right beside me of course. “I wonder what you plan to do about that…” I really didn’t expect her to come out here, although I did hope for it.
[23:41] safetygirl0: I play with his hand, my fingers tracing the lines and softly running up to his wrist. “Oh…. plans… ” I grin at him, and scoot a little closer to him. “I do have -ideas-….”
[23:42] mg_batt: I don’t know but I catch her hand that played on mine and bring it up to my lips. “They’re a little rough…” I comment and think to myself when did I ever think that they were soft?
[23:44] safetygirl0: “Well, I am more -useful- these days…” I smile, feeling warm from where his lips touch my hand. “Not just working in the garden…” My other hand goes to trace the line of his jaw.
[23:46] mg_batt: “You shouldn’t work too hard.” I look down and think… “How long has it been since you lived alone?”
[23:48] safetygirl0: “Oh, I don’t…. but I have to see that things get done.” I consider his second question. “Ever since I came to Tokyo years ago. And then of course I’ve had Makoto…”
[23:50] mg_batt: “Sou ka…” I lean on the wooden column and looked up, “Maa… No sense thinking about the past.”
[23:51] safetygirl0: I look at him for a long moment and say softly, “there is sense to it, sometime.” I lean against his arm, still holding onto his hand.
[23:54] mg_batt: I look down for a moment and dragged on my cigarette longer this time. “If you keep holding on to my hand like that… I might as well give it to you.”
[23:55] safetygirl0: “Your hand? Is that all I get of you?” I ask, with a slight grin. “Though I guess I could find it to be useful…” I say, looking thoughtful.
[23:56] mg_batt: “It’s not a fair trade? If I recall correctly I got your cooking tonight so a hand of mine is probably quite an exchange.” I chuckle, “Though my right is useless.”
[23:58] safetygirl0: I pick up his right hand and pretend to scrutinize it. “Too bad I want more of you than just your hand,” I say softly. I move that hand to my shoulder. “Useless? Were you injured?” I ask. Is this a part of the scars that I saw that morning that he wouldn’t explain to me?
[00:01] mg_batt: Why I pull her close escapes me. Perhaps it is a cool night and… But the warmth I”m expecting didn’t turn out… Rather it became a smoldering fire and I narrow my eyes. “Let’s not talk about that. I was merely making a joke.” As I turn to look back, a waft of wind brings the scent of her hair to my nostrils… The food from earlier and something more fragrant.
[00:04] safetygirl0: “But…. I want you to be able to tell me everything. Just as I want to tell you…” I look out at the night sky. “All the things that are important and the things that aren’t.” I smile at him as he pulls me closer, feeling my heart beat a little faster at the contact, as I look into those amber eyes.
[00:07] mg_batt: I think for a long moment at that. Things unimportant and important? “I…” I stop, “It’s quite funny… but I get angry when you speak of Souji even when I do start it.” I chuckle.
[00:09] safetygirl0: “You do?” I watch his face as I wrap an arm around him. “It means a lot to me that you do… because you’re one of the people left that knew him, and nobody else would ever talk to me about him.” I smile softly. “But it must be strange… here I am speaking about a man in my past to the one whose arms I’m in now.”
[00:14] mg_batt: “I told you the other night… A woman should have a person whom she can look back to.” I narrow my eyes, “I was talking about him…” I frown a little. “It’s something that I think you should have and you do… Why it puts me off is puzzling because I have someone like that too.” Ah the double standards.. As I listen to myself I realize what a petty man I am.
[00:15] safetygirl0: Was he talking about Souji… or himself? “You have someone like that?” I ask, settling my head against his chest.
[00:17] mg_batt: “Yes…” I wonder if I should tell her about Yaso but decide not to. “Does it bother you?” I look down and absent-mindedly stroke her hair.
[00:19] safetygirl0: I shake my head. “No… somehow I don’t like the thought of you not having someone like that in your own life.” I have an idea it’s not of Tokio that he speaks.
[00:24] mg_batt: “Ah…” I turn her head to face me, “But I can’t say that back to you. Souji will always bother me. He was too good of a friend… and a damn good swordsman too… Is that why you…” I stop, “Don’t answer I don’t want to hear it.” I narrow my eyes and just plant my lips on hers for a brief moment.
[00:29] safetygirl0: My lips cling to his as his lips leave mine, and I move my hands to cup his face. “It wasn’t a matter then of chosing him over you… I didn’t even -know- about you,” I tell him. “But know that your friend was happy… and I think he would be happy to know that his friends are finding a chance of happiness together with each other, all these years later.” I bring my lips back to his.
[00:33] mg_batt: “It’s not the choosing…” I tell her but do not elaborate. Her lips are soft and I indulge myself there. It escapes me why I’m letting this go on and why my hands are roaming on her back. I let my fingers skim the groove there and I close my eyes, hoping that we’ll be left alone for the night.
[00:35] safetygirl0: He doesn’t pull away and I drop my hands from his face to hold him, bringing him closer as I let myself get lost in his kiss. It’s not about choosing… I wonder as all other thoughts apart from the man in my arms fly away.
[00:40] mg_batt: I break the kiss and go nuzzle her neck planting little teasing kisses there and I stop by the crook where her neck meets her chest and smell it. It is so familiar that… I stop myself from the play suddenly wondering… I know women are not the same, each one is different, the touch, the texture and the scent… “Ah suma… I got a little carried away.” I tell her but my hand reaches from behind and pull out the hair pin from her hair. “You look better with it down.”
[00:44] safetygirl0: I smile at him in the low light as I shake my head, letting my hair tumble free. “Ah… you think so?” I lean forward to lightly kiss his neck, nipping a little as I travel up to his ear, and whisper, “I’m getting a little carried away as well, ne?” I laugh softly, before burying my face in the place where his neck and shoulder meet. “I’m rather enjoying it, though.”
[00:46] mg_batt: “Hmm glad to know that. My wife hates when I smell of cigarettes.” I say and immediately I knock my head mentaly for bringing her into the conversation. “I’m with you right now… Don’t read too much into that. Tokio and I are through.”
[00:51] safetygirl0: “I love the smell of your cigarettes,” I tell him, honestly… it’s just a part of him. But that he brings up Tokio… I sit back up to look at him as I nod, “yes… you are with me right now… as I am with you, and nobody else…” Through but still bound to one another, if by nothing else than by law, I think, sadly… I go to brush his bangs out of his face, playing with them a little. “I like -tasting- your cigarettes on you as well,” I say in a low voice as I go back to kiss his lips.
[00:55] mg_batt: I nip lightly on her lips. “When did you become so forward Hide?” I ask and grin. From all the time I remember her when she was in Tokyo, she was always so proper and certainly disinterested in my advances… Of course I never was too obvious about it. Precisely why not when clearly the past days I’ve been… Does time change a person this much? Has it changed me as well?
[00:58] safetygirl0: I smile at him… “A woman will be forward when she sees something she wants…. someone she wants to be with,” I say quietly. I tilt my head and grin. “You make me want to take the chance to be bold… to express this.” I bring myself closer again to trace the outline of his lips with the tip of my tongue before settling my lips back onto his.
[01:03] mg_batt: “I could take you now… Right here.” I tell her. “But I think you would not want that from a man who doesn’t precisely know the reasons why he’d do so.” I stop her play my lips. I can’t help it. I need to be honest with her. “But… I must tell you also that I needed to see you earlier so when you came..” I stare at her hard “but I -do- want you.”
[01:03] mg_batt: “sumanai… I’m not making any sense.” I shake my head.
[02:16] safetygirl0: My hips jerk up slightly as he tastes me… “Hajime…” I manage to say, “soon… I’m going to explore every inch of you… ” Anything else I have to say is lost as just feel what he’s doing to me. This torture this delight this pleasure… I bury one hand in his hair, my chest rising and falling as I try to remember to breathe… and I can’t take it anymore I want him… “I want you…” I tell him. “With me… ” This is so crazy intense and I want to have it with him….
[02:21] mg_batt: I delight in wondrous torture… Of course she doesn’t know that… Both in torturing her and myself. So I continue with what I do and this time clamp oh her bud even tighter and inhale her fully. I bring my finger inside of her and start to glide it inside in rhythm. I can hear her panting and I know she won’t be able to hold back anymore. I’d tell her it’s alright but my mouth is pre-occupied with her feminity and I circle my tongue there before suckling it even harder this time. She’s quite swollen already… and I feel her juice coat my finger… It’s time… and I can wait.
[02:27] safetygirl0: I just don’t know… how much more of this I can take… my hand goes from his hair to the back of his neck, holding on tightly. “Oh… Hajime… I need you….” I say inbetween panting breaths. I want to hold off and have this with him but I can’t… I can’t when he’s doing this to me, it’s all too much and I start to shake, unable to hold back a little cry. “Hajime…” And with his name I finally feel it rise within me as his fingers keep thrusting inside me, I feel myself contract around him and I’m simply lost…. lost to the fire, all that I know that exists anymore is him as the pleasure shudders through me.
[02:32] mg_batt: She shudders and a rush from the fountain from which I drink tells me I’ve done what I’ve wanted. What I wanted to give to her tonight. I swallow a bit, glad that I’ve tasted her tonight… I wonder how addicting this can get… and it’s only this… What if we actually. I smile at that. I won’t mind at all. I slide the cloth that is hanging from her ankle and covered her. I pull her up to a half sitting position and closed her kimono, holding her against me. How I love having my arms around her. I let her back face me as I settle my head on her shoulder, “That was quite a dessert…” If I’d have known my cigarette for dessert would turn into this… “I should’ve left dinner earlier.” I whisper.
[02:38] safetygirl0: I just lean back against him, a little dizzy and disoriented… trying to catch my breath and make the world stop spinning. “Ah dessert… I believe… I prefer you to strawberries…” I turn to kiss him, tasting on his lips… ah… “But I want to taste you as well…” I remind him. “Among other things.” I laugh softly, my eyes showing him how happy I am… how I long to tell him that I love him. “Next time we should just skip dinner and go right to dessert…”
[02:42] mg_batt: “Hmmm…” I chuckle… ” I do believe we can’t do that with the children upstairs. Are you alright?” I ask but I know she is. After all I am just a man, nothing I do is earth shattering but I do like to think that I have a hold over her. Somehow… Some way… I take a cigarette from my pocket and light up and I hear footsteps from inside. It must be Saya… “she’s coming…” I say a bit disappointed. I still want to stay like this…
[02:49] safetygirl0: “Alright?” I grin up at him. “Oh… I’m better than that…” I don’t want to move… I just want him to hold me like this forever. “Of course… now that we’ve started…” I laugh, “I think we’re going to have a hard time behaving… getting through dinner…” I close my eyes and bury my face in his neck, trying to hold onto this moment, even though I’m trying to get my kimono back together as I hear someone moving around inside. “You might find me very demanding,” I tell him.
[02:54] mg_batt: Ah… Something in me is very glad to hear this… But then I remember why precisely I’m doing this.. or rather I remember why I have no reason to. I stand up and pull on her, “I should go.” I tell her and look at her for a long moment. I wish I knew and could tell this woman definitely why I do these things to reassure both her and myself. “Take care .” I kiss her cheek and lead us inside. (OOC: ends wolf)
[02:55] safetygirl0: “I will,” I tell him, watching him and Saya leave. (OOC – end scene)
[01:08] safetygirl0: I only hold him tighter and lightly kiss his forehead. “It’s hard to make sense at a time like this, ne?” I look at him, seriously. “I needed so badly to see you earlier… I didn’t like how we left things last night, how I didn’t really give you an answer. And now… I know the answer to that question… that yes, you do have a chance with me.” I laugh softly and look at how we are. “I would say -better- than a chance… and… ” I look into his eyes, “I want you as well. You’re not alone in wanting this.”
[01:11] mg_batt: I smile this time. “Hmmm… More than a chance.” I cuddle her closer, “One of these days… Or nights rather I’ll trespass into your room and let’s see what you do then ne? Perhaps take that tanto I gave you and stab me.” I chuckle. “Not that I’d let you…”
[01:14] safetygirl0: I take delight for a moment that he smiles and that I’m with him… how long has it been that I’ve felt just such simple -joy- like this? “Ah… I wouldn’t stab you, then you would have done all of that sneaking and wouldn’t be very -useful- to me,” I grin. “You would find youself quite welcome… ” I brush my lips against his jaw, letting my tongue dart out so that I might taste the skin there.
[01:18] mg_batt: “Oh I see…” I chuckle, “You might regret it. .” I nudge her face with my nose and catch her cheek. Kissing it lightly, I head for her earlobe and run my tongue there before whispering. “And onna, I do intend to have you screaming my name by the time I’m through with you…” I smirk as I emerge from under there. Perhaps it is purely lust… Perhaps but she does taste good as I’ve come to find out today.
[01:22] safetygirl0: I shake my head. “No… no regrets…” I tell him as I tilt my head up so he can get to my neck better, gasping a little at how his lips can set off such a reaction inside me. “Screaming your name? Then you’re going to have to take me somewhere secluded… otherwise you’ll have to drive me insane and I’ll have to stay quiet…” My hands run up and down his back, lightly but insistant.
[01:26] mg_batt: The scent on her neck is overpowering and my head spins for a moment. I suck at it lightly until a little red mark appeared. “Onna…” I whisper hoarsely. How I just want to… I close my eyes as I feel her hands exploring my back, “Can you stay quiet now?” I ask.
[01:30] safetygirl0: I moan softly at what he’s doing to my neck…. “hai…” I respond, already a bit breathless. I try to clear my head and look at him. “But don’t regret this, or think that I will… I want this with you… I want -you-.” I bring my lips back to his, this time not gentle, but with more force that shows him that I have no doubts
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[01:38] mg_batt: She doesn’t know that I try to live without regrets… But that thought leaves me as I feel her kiss heavy, almost longing and I narrow my eyes. People like myself take chances and I’ve never been the type to not grab the moment. I swallow hard and lay her on her back. I crush her lips with mine, surprised a bit that my hand almost claws at her kimono. I will my hands to go slowly as it looks for her obi to untie it. How I want to tell her something… That I love her, but if it doesn’t make sense to me, it won’t make sense to her either. I’ll take it for what it is, that we are two people needing company…
[01:38] mg_batt: Finally her obi gives way and my left hand cups her breast from under her. I break the kiss for a moment and just watch her face… Those brown eyes that held me captive for some reason. I grin slightly and part her kimono
[01:43] safetygirl0: I smile as he has success with my obi… thinking of a time when I let him unwrap me. I watch him, his face… as my kimono falls open I tug at his shirt from his pants. “I want to feel your skin against mine,” I tell him, as I arch against the hand on my breast, feeling the pleasure it brings me… its simply amazing… I look at him with all of the things I can’t tell him…. but I can only show him in other ways… how much I love him.
[01:49] mg_batt: “Hmmm?” To feel her against me, something I welcome but then I remember the scars on my shoulder. So instead of removing my shirt, I bring my hand down between her legs and let my fingers play in between the folds, kissing her back and entwining my tongue against hers. A small grin escapes my lips as I feel her coat my finger.
[01:55] safetygirl0: I forget all about shirts as his hand goes to touch me there, and I kiss him back, trying not to let a sound escape… I break away from the kiss to gasp lightly, what he’s doing to me is driving me insane… “Hajime…” I whisper his name… the name of a man so dear to me. He still won’t let me see him and that hurts me… “please…” I say. “I don’t want anything between us.” My hands then go lower, seeing how he is reacting to all of this… not that I am really -surprised-…. I tug instead at the button of his pants.
[01:59] mg_batt: Nothing between us… I just smile at that and stay her hand as she touches me there. I bury my head in her neck and roam my hand on one of her breast before slowly I run a trail of kisses from her neck up to one of her breast clamping on it tightly with my lips and I suckle her there. I let myself bite there lightly just enough to let her know I’m right here. After showering both with equal attention I lick my lips. “Part your legs.” I say more of a demand than a request.
[02:03] safetygirl0: It’s harder than I remember to stay quiet while he drives me to the brink of insanity. His lips his tongue his teeth… ah… I stifle another moan as I hold on tightly to his shoulders and then down his back, pulling him closer, wanting it more, wanting to feel it all -more-. My legs part at his request, and I tremble a little in anticipation, breathless.
[02:12] mg_batt: It’s quite a discomfort really that my need has gone unsatisfied but… I want this… To give her my undivided attention first. I take the cloth that covered her with a finger and slowly slid it from her legs, letting my fingers trace her legs. How smooth they are, I say to myself quite different from her hands. Not that it’s a bad thing. I kiss the top of her womb just below the navel and my tongue travels from there to her inner thighs… Acquainting myself with her scent there and delighting in the fact that she lets me.
[02:12] mg_batt: Unable to wait anymore my mouth finds her center and I run a long lick at her entrance from top to bottom before dipping my tongue inside ealier where my finger played. I close my eyes to accentuate the feeling and I squint slightly at how I just want to bury myself in her… I drink from the water she offered me, a sweet and intoxicating taste that I can’t quite get enough of so I turn my attention to her bud and from there as well… Making sure I hold her legs apart so that she does not deny my wants.