embracethewind | because this is a mix of cute, sexy and awkward and hey! idc, this is a test drive BT

because this is a mix of cute, sexy and awkward and hey! idc, this is a test drive BT

Who: A doofus bushi and a goddess incarnation
When: Any day lol
Where: Sasha's apartment
What: Souji's b-day eeeee
Warning: All the possible keysmashing and sexy tiems!

[ For this day Souji had never expected something in the slightest, but getting that message in his voicemail from Sasha certainly brought out the best of smiles.

They have been closed friends since the very first day of their meeting. It's refreshing, different from being with Kamiya (he still misses her bossy ways). One of the things that keeps him at bay of running away from her is the girl's serenity with the people she knows; a girl whose presence he's comfortable having around, who will never fall for him...

During his stay, he dared to approach males just for the sole purpose of worship. A risky, maybe biased, self-imposed policy which luckily has worked until now. However, there's great conflict every time, it leaves him shaken -- worse, even.

Better not say anything to this dear lady. This only pertains Souji in the end...

Standing outside her door, his smile is bright as the sun it makes him look unique. ]

Sasha-san! I'm here!

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Eek—!

[Okay, he didn't intend to be impolite regarding her.]

Was I...? I'm sorry!

[Oh look! That slice of cake will go to waste if no one eats it. Blushing included.]

A-Anyway! What happened to the tree?

[Speaking with mouth full.]

[ Sasha shakes her head. She is quite used to being looked at, being an adored goddess and all. ]

Please do not worry about it.

[ She sets the pouch of sweets beside her plate. ]

You see-- the one planted it passed away, and my Saint, who was her friend, took care of it in her stead. [ Until he too, fell in battle. Rodorio suffered a lot of damage, and since the war started, Sasha had not been able to keep tabs on the tree. Her smile sobers, yet it remains hopeful. ] I believe it is still standing and that it will continue to do so for a very long time.

[ Who knows, maybe her next incarnation lives to see it. ]

[Before the last bite--]

Then let's pray this tree has a long life, remain stronger, so future generations of Saints can enjoy it.

[Oki doki. He puts everything down and brings his palms together.] Thanks for the meal! [With that, he finishes his tea as well in one long sip.]

[ Sasha nods before draining her cup of tea. ]

I will do so. I am sure it will be loved by many people.

[ Seeing as Souji enjoyed his meal and the cake, she smiles warmly. ]

The pleasure is mine, Souji. [ Sasha knows that Souji has yet his birthday card to fulfill -- blessings should not go to waste after all. She rises from her seat. ] I will just clean up. You can... head to the bedroom if you like.

[ Said with an measure of shyness, bowing her head to try and hide the coloring of her cheeks as she turns her pointed attention towards cleaning up. Might she have been too bold, she wonders...? ]

[Souji mirrors her blushing. No, she wasn't, and if so, they can be bold together since he's getting up and... heading to the room as offered.]

... I-I'll be waiting for you.

[With a bow, the bushi walks through the corridor, glancing over his shoulder at her shyly. At the door, Souji takes a look around before coming in ~~curious about how it looks?~~. The bed is right there... making his stomach feel nauseous (worse once he has eaten).

Even being the one undressing in advance feels out of place. It was her bedroom -- her little, intimate and sacred place of all. The most he could do for now was to loose his hakama, this done in heavy calmness.

Really, he's going slowly on purpose.]

[ Sasha acknowledges with a nod before setting herself to work. Surely enough, she has worshiped before, but never with Souji. Sure enough, she had offered him her "help" several times before today, but getting to actually do it sends butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

~~You asked for it~~ Her room exudes a sense of warmth, light and life. A two large windows stood opposite a large, redwood bed, on top of which light muslin drapes hung from the ceiling. Its sheets were befitting of the season in white, with flowers in pastel yellows, blues and violets. Her closet stood by the bed's headboard, as if to delineate a makeshift boudoir, and her dresser stood by the far wall of the room. Her desk, and a bookshelf was nearest to the door.

Below the window's ledge was a padded bench which also served as a chest, and small pillows stood against it. The walls were bare, save for glass lamps that would give her room a warm glow in the evenings. The bed held soft pillows arranged rather haphazardly. Her dressing robe hung by the desk's chair, and the desk held a book she is reading and some stationery.

Sasha takes her time, but not unnecessarily so. Once the dishes were clean, she joins Souji in the room. ]

Do make yourself comfortable. [ She tilts her head slightly. If he was still undressing she will reach a hand out to whatever article of clothing he has left -- ] Please, allow me to help.

[ She thinks it would be alright to establish intimacy in helping each other undress. ]

[~~Great!~~ The sunset light that was coming through the windows provided a gentle sight to the furniture and decorations. It looked lady-like and elegant, as if hoping to stay at least for a night. Quite different from his own (handy, much more like home) back in Air district.

Souji jolts at the sound of her voice, turning with a heated face. The aid, though -- ]

I— O-Of course!

[Handing over the hakama to her, numb hands undoing the soft fabric-tied obi, giving it all the same. Kimono and lining cloth pulled off carefully, showing what was beneath: a slender body (thanks to his arduous training with the katana), lean muscles and hips, slight pale skin. At last, there's a loincloth...]

[a murmur] Please, forgive me.

[The trembling makes its appearance, untying the knot on his lower back and sliding it-- exposed completely to Sasha (not too big, not too small ~~/SHOT~~), head to the side in humiliation. Before men, it was a bit easier but no less embarrassing when it comes to sex; however, before women... a sense of dread came to him unwittingly, like a reflex.]

Ah... [///] I can help you undress if you want.

[ At the least, Sasha manages to be dutiful, her hands careful and almost reverent towards the clothing she had been tasked to remove. She folded them loosely and set them upon the chair by her desk.

She smiles at his asking for forgiveness and shakes her head. ]

There is nothing to forgive.

[ She doesn't stare, nor does she look away. It wouldn't do to show any kind of aversion towards a naked body. Besides, Sasha always appreciates her partners' bodies. At his offer, she only thinks it fair to allow him to help her. There isn't much to take off, save for her dress and her panties. ]

I would appreciate that, Souji. Please --

[ That said, with an ounce of shyness, but no longer hesitating, she takes his hands to place them on her shoulders, bidding him to take the straps from her shoulders. ]

[When they first met he was new to the clothing she used to wear before and now. His time is one where the overexposure in japanese women is quite seen only in the pleasure districts. Men were that bold (especially in the Shinsengumi headquarters) hanging around naked if they wanted, but not so often. Even watching Kamiya's bare shoulder by accident made him squeal like a girl.

Souji wasted no time, straps going down with a single push of his palms over her skin, liking its sensation. He notices the zip on the left side of her dress so he gets it down too until there's a reach. Then, fingers move to touch the braid on her back and places it on top of her left shoulder, a few, long locks coming loose from the crown. It takes his breath away the briefest of moments.]

. . . .

[Face goes lower, to the side of her neck -- and lips begin to kiss the smooth whiteness while the tip of his nose gives tender pecks with each contact. An arm is suddenly holding her frame, the other hand taking a slight grip of the fabric along with her hip.]

[ Sasha moves just enough to give Souji the space and leverage that he needs as he works on her dress. Her eyes follow his hands as he bares more and more of her skin, and the brush of his fingers leave warmth, such as that it bids her pulse to run faster.

Sensing what Souji wished to do, Sasha leaned her head slightly away, closing her eyes, giving further access to her neck. One of her arms reach up to undo the tie in his hair, just so she can run her fingers through the ink black strands. She mirrors his movements, lips and warm breath brushing against the side of his face. ]

Souji...

[ Her voice comes softly, encouraging. His hand on her hip reminds her though, of the picture depicted in the card; that he should not be the one pleasuring her like this. Her other hand joins his, to help him slip the last garments past her hips. ]

[The dress is now lying at their feet, with only her underwear ready to be discarded. There's a tiny gasp when his ponytail has come undone, falling messily up over his shoulders as does the cord to the floor; at that point, his bushi hairdo remained untouched, possibly because his lovers were more focused on the act more than anything, looking forward to end it. Sasha can keep on doing so -- in fact, he wants her to, so he leans his head back slightly against her hand, making a pause to his kissing.]

Ah... more...

[His voice sounds faint, feeling a small fire all over his face. The sound of his name in her voice causes a shiver down his spine, and with her lips and breath on his skin aren't helping either.]

Sasha-san...

[Souji, of course, remembers about the content of the card, what he has to do as instructed, though not betraying his current actions. With her guidance, the panties quickly land onto the other piece of clothing. He brings Sasha much closer than before, half-shut eyes staring into hers before claiming her lips in a gentle but firm kiss, a selfish part of him savoring the nakedness of her body.]

[ She had been undressed and seen undone many times by her lovers already, some of whom are her friends, and some are relative strangers, and most of the time forced through whatever spell the Twelve decided to inflict upon them. Little by little, however, Sasha wishes she could take action through her own will -- and today is a step closer to that, and she is glad to be able to do so with a dear friend.

Her breath plays against Souji's skin in answer to his plea. Her hands and her hips move so as to allow the garment to slip down her legs, undressing her completely. She doesn't shy from the look in his eyes, and in that brief moment, she gives him a reassuring smile.

The warmth of their bodies against each other is intoxicating, and Sasha is only very eager to meet Souji's lips, kissing him with all the experience she has gathered in her previous encounters. She holds him close, and combs her fingers through his hair, very soon finding the need to deepen that kiss. ]

[Sasha's body feels different for the first time: in how her skin has such a smooth texture, in how her scent can be discerned for its thin fragrance (besides the kitchen aromas), in how her temperature meets his own as if they could fit perfectly. Many thoughts come to mind, but there's only one where he will let her do anything she pleases and he will give in, adding some back response as well -- much is a friend's love, much are his prayings for her happiness and well-being.

The answer to the intimacy of her kissing comes with his tongue finding hers, a tilt of his head to the opposite side, enjoying the attention of her fingers stroking his hair. No hazy influence will make them do things without at least giving them to choose what they want to do.

Souji let out a sigh against her mouth which makes their kissing hold for a moment as he speaks lower.]

We should get more comfortable... [Hand going down her buttock.] ... so I can be ready.

[ A soft sound of pleasure finds its way through Sasha's lips as Souji responded to her kiss. Being skin on skin like this -- it's far better than she had imagined. She knew that she wanted to help him quell the Twelve's spell, but it's turning out to be more pleasant than she had thought.

Selfishly, she didn't want the kiss to stop, that they carry on just like that, her hands gripping his shoulders just to feel more of him, until they feel the need to get to the bed --

But her will to help her friend prevails. Sasha doesn't pull away completely, her gaze sweeping over Souji's face, over his lips. She nods at his suggestion. ]

Of course. Come.

[ Keeping him close to her, she leads him to her bed. She crawls towards the pillows propped against the wall, and holds out her arm for him to join her. ]

[He could spend the rest of the day kissing her like this. With what he feels, with what her sounds and hands convey, a tingle begins to rise in his skin, and a silent discomfort of not resuming what he had started.

Green eyes cursorily on him make his lips press shyly. They looked unlike so many times she has seen him in innocence and kindness.

Letting her take him to bed, the beating of his heart hammers heavily inside his head. She's there, inviting, a gesture for him to go to her. A want long ago subdued knocking down the unyielding wall that he had raised with sweat and sacrifice.

He crawls in a slow pace on top of Sasha, taking possession of her lips once more in a fierce kiss, resting an elbow on the mattress and a hand on a pillow -- as long and as much as she can take before performing his duty to the Twelve.]

Edited 2013-08-24 02:46 (UTC)

[ Sasha welcomes Souji warmly into her arms, a smile to her lips, and looking up to him in affection. When he had said that he was a, ah, "vigorous" lover, he certainly isn't lying, what with the eager kiss he graces her lips with.

She returns his kiss with equal fire, her hand once more weaving into his hair as she grips his nape, and her other arm wraps about his shoulders to pull him ever closer. Her legs slide against his side, a quiet invitation for him more against her. It was tempting enough to ignore what was shown on the card, and tell him to take her then and there -- such were the desires awakened in her human spirit, ever since her arrival in Zodion.

But for now, she enjoys the heated contact of their lips and tongues. It's Souji's birthday after all, and as much as she manage, she will allow him to take what he wants from her, and Sasha will give gladly. ]

[Ahh, it is tempting, indeed.

If he tries... something (which might stir up a little that fire inside him), will her response be the same as his?

Souji accepts the closeness fully, an almost sound at the grip of her hand. His body shifts for them to be skin on skin again as he holds her in an embrace, making the contact quite intimate. Quietly, teasing, hips roll against hers in a slow motion; then another, more pronounced this time, breaking the kiss to let out a soft sigh, followed by a playful smile in answer to that look of affection from before.

Birthday or not, it doesn't matter. Like her, Souji wants everything that Sasha can offer: as a friend, as a lover, as a --

Never imagined how much he would want Sasha as a woman until now.]

[ In between kisses, Sasha moans against Soiji's lips as he moves against her like that. Once it is followed by another, she breaks from his kiss to release a moan and a breath, her body arching against his in want and need. Sasha likes to believe that she is good at keeping her desires at bay, but not this time. Perhaps, at the deepest parts of her mind, it certainly was not for nothing that she had offered to help Souji worship.

One of her hands find his face and she leans up to press a tight kiss to his lips, hungry and needy. Her legs slide and press against his side, and her gaze finds his. ]

I want you, Souji. [ Her lips hover about his as she speaks. ] I want you now... please.

[ Sasha certainly does not want to sound too demanding, thus her remembering her manners, but she quietly vows to make it up to Souji. The blame isn't entirely on her after all, not when he is toying with her like that. ]

[Satisfaction can be seen in his face, almost forgetting he was a bundle of nerves from the start. But it makes him realize how sensitive he is by touching her beneath him, having the desired effect with the way she jerks up. A woman's anatomy, beyond doubt, has its own charm for its looks and sensations and the appreciation that comes with them. He's savoring it as much as he did his male lovers' shape, strong hands taking its course all over him, some of them solidly built or aesthetically appealing, what they can offer in return in bed.

Kissing her once more makes her eagerness noticeable to his senses. Denying her any longer is an ache hard to ignore. Words of lust force a small sound of arousal from his lips, laying eyes on hers.]

Alright, then. [There are no regrets for his deeds, except that she has been so wonderful to him he will let her know his want is the same. His first time to a lady -- it is Sasha.]

[Souji moves a hand down to wrap his fingers around his length, drawing up the tip slightly against the soft flesh.]

There...? [Questioning look.]

[ Other than the way Souji touches her, Sasha likes the way he looks at her. There's certainly no doubt that he had always looked upon her with tenderness and respect, but this time she can see something more: desire, and lust.

It is with a certain amount of gratitude that he does not refuse her demands. As he moves to comply, she eases her legs about him, and slips a hand between them. It takes a certain amount of self-control so as that she doesn't just wantonly rock her hips against him. She does recall that he has only had the company of men until herself, and thus, with a gentle guiding touch -- ]

Just-- a little more, here.

[ She takes in a breath and eases him in. Sasha certainly has had her share of lovers -- men and women alike, and whose company she certainly enjoys -- but it's still much more when engaging in intimacy with a good friend. ]

(( OOC: ugh sorry for taking so long, I thought I'd posted my reply already. x_x was having internet problems for a bit there! ))

[Lips quiver at the guidance of her hand, hips rolling forward to sink inside slowly.

She will be able to see the alteration in his expression, with eyes darkened, suggestive, and brow knit as in pleasurable pain. He supports himself on his arms so he can look down to her, a small whimper daring to leave his mouth from a stroke by shifting.

Before Sasha, Souji behaves with the innocence and sheepishness of a child, to his enemies he turns into a blood-thirsty demon, and today he is man with an urge to have her.

And she feels... warm, soft yet tight -- unreal. More and more, he gets lost within that feminine liquid pool of hers.]

(ooc: you know you don't have to apologize bb!~ also, this is the kind of look that Souji will let Sasha to see |DP)

Edited (oops! finger error) 2013-09-09 03:08 (UTC)

[ Sasha welcomes Souji in with a sigh, her eyes falling shut at the sensation both foreign and familiar between her legs, her hand slipping up to hold him as he slides in. ]

Ah-- Souji...

[ Having him inside her is just so good, but when she opens her eyes to see him gazing down at her like that and seeing the pleasure on his face, knowing that it's her giving him that pleasure, sends tremors through her skin.

Pulling from the experience she has garnered from her encounters, she plants her feet against the mattress just so she can move her hips up to meet him and to have more of him. Sasha has waited so patiently for this and she will not let this chance slip her by. ]

(( ooc: and Sasha looks... well, you know her porny faces :P ))

[His name in her voice, showing the effect he has on her, couldn't be any more stimulating.

But with that upraise of her hips makes his head drop bluntly and his breathing is short and paused. It takes a few moments for him to get back into what he was about to do, flexing his legs a little to meet her motions with a small push.

Then another push, almost coming out -- and coming in again.

And another... another once more.

Another.

Souji regards Sasha with a gaze of delight, moans fluttering in the space between them.]

Sasha... san... I-- ah! --you.

[Excuse him as he tries to gather back his own words.]

[ Souji draws sighs and notes of ecstasy from Sasha as they move together -- him bearing down on her as she rises against him. Sasha presses her head and her back against the bed, and one of her hands clutch at the sheets for further leverage as her hips meet his in cadence, wanting more of him deeper inside her.

She can feel every inch of him slide out and back in, and one particular stroke felt as if a spark of electricity shot up her spine. Her head turns to the side as her breaths comes deep and is released through a lustful moan. ]

Souji... more-- please...

[ Sasha does her best not to be too greedy, not to ask too much of her friend; but now that he's here, now that she has him in her arms like this, it takes a great amount of willpower not to just get swept away in the desires her body craved for. This isn't just for her -- it is for Souji. ]

[Like a song she's singing for him to listen to, Souji closes his eyes to the sound of her voice and her breathing, letting him know how much Sasha is enjoying his manhood stroking her inner walls. With how she pushes up beneath him, he can't help but let out faint noises of pleasure, these joined with an almost loud nasal groan.]

Yes-- Oh Gods, yes...

[I'll give you anything, he wanted to say, anything for you to be mine. When the tattoo darkened the first time and he reached his fourth week, he wanted her in silence. However, the constant guilt of rejecting her with each assistance given didn't leave him at ease with the passing of days.

Souji moves an arm to take her hand that is holding him and kiss the palm in dedication, the other still outstretched, bending his knees against the mattress to rock his hips better and pick up the pace some. A part of him wishes to do more, to satisfy that male side of his, but he wants to indulge her tonight.]

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