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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[ Sasha is mildly startled at Souji's reaction, and it bid her to stand as well. Is he leaving? Did she upset him?

But she puzzled over as to where Souji is heading -- certainly not the front door ~~it's actually the bathroom~~, but it is the corridor that leads to Sasha's bedroom.

Gently, she follows him, and reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder. ]

I do not want you to feel as you were forced into this situation. We are already forced by the Twelve -- with their bringing us here, with the dreams, with their spells. There is only so much space in which we can make our choices.

[ Zodion is no paradise and Sasha isn't blind to that fact; and since she had arrived, she tried to find the silver lining in the things she would usually find unsavory. Sometimes she finds it, often, she needs to look harder...

If he would allow it, her hand then touches his cheek. ]

I feel that I still need to ask you, now -- are you certain about wanting to do this with me?

[~~For starters, that would have been awkward ahaha~~ Souji glances briefly at the hand while continuing to face her, worried.]

You're not doing anything like that, Sasha-san! I—!

[He does allow her touch, of course, except this time it felt different from those which were only amiable: soothing, yet encouraging to take the best of decisions.

More than needs-- no, actually, the tattoo had nothing to do with it. The card, however-- he could choose another one as she suggested. Head leans against her palm, eyes half-closed and a hand holding hers now.

The Twelve... such cruel gods they are. But he must act as he's expected to. As always.]

I am. [A laugh that tries to sound amusing and laid-back.] Mind you that I can be a vigorous lover~ [(￣▽￣;;)] Or so I've been told. . .

[ Relief is clearly painted on Sasha's face, and she lightly pinches Souji's cheek. Limited their choices may be, but she is glad to be able to make one with her friend. ]

I think that I would be able to keep up with you well enough.

[ She glances towards the unfinished meal. ]

Come. Finish your meal first, and have a taste of the cake. It is your birthday, after all.

[ Then again, if he would rather skip to dessert, and resume eating later, then that would be fine, too. ]

[Ah—

That little gesture takes him off guard and blushes at her words.

Ahem.

YES. Food priorities! He's not one to set his stomach aside. Especially that tasty-looking cake. It would be rude of him not to eat what she had cooked for him with such devotion and enthusiasm.

The other dessert can wait a little while, right?]

I-I'm sorry! I didn't want you to think that your food tastes poorly.

Good.

[ Sasha is pleased and thus she leads them back to the table. She doesn't have much left on her plate, and she really means to leave room for dessert. Therefore, after finishing her meal, she takes to cutting the cake (chocolate with white sugar icing~) and giving him a portion. ]

I'll go get some tea to go with this cake. I hope you'll like it!

[ Sasha heads to the kitchen and returns in short order, pouring two hot cups of green tea. ]

[Back to where he started, Souji eats what‘s left of his meal and some more pensively -- with a kind of hurry -- hoping the taste of something sweet can ease him a little...

... The cake looks yummy though ( °3° )a

He accepts the slice once he‘s finished and she goes for the tea. In the meantime, let‘s enjoy a small bite (of course, he‘s using chopsticks ahaha).

....

.... ♥‿♥!!]

Sasha-san, what‘s this flavor called again?

[Really, he did like it a lot. And yay, tea~!]

[ Sasha sticks to her fork. At the least, the cake is moist enough to be picked up with chopsticks and she doesn't stop her friend from doing what he likes. ]

It is chocolate. I have come to like it myself! If you want more, do tell me.

[If you can eat oshiruko with chopsticks then this is a piece of cake! ~~tee-hee!~~

Souji is quite pleased with the flavor so the portion doesn't last long, handing her the plate for more.] Please.

You do enjoy cooking for others. [Sips a bit of his tea and looks at her with a gentle smile.] May I give you something?

[ The cake is quite small, so at this point, Souji would have eaten half of it. It makes Sasha glad because she did make it for him after all! Though next time, she makes note to bake a bigger one. ] Here you are.

[ Sasha resumes in her cake consumption -- ] I do! Very much. [ But Souji's question surprises her a bit. ] Oh-- of course! What is it?

[If she does, he'll be grateful for life! The more Sasha bakes (let it be pastries and bread), the more Souji will gladly accept.

Before eating, he tucks a hand inside the right opening of his hakama that appears like a pocket and takes a small, purple cloth bag out from his obi.]

I want to give it to you. [holding it in his palm] Not going to lie-- I-I bought these for myself! But... [a shy laugh, cheeks coloring a little] ... please have them.

[Sasha will find cherry blossom sweets!]

Oh! What are these...?

[ Sasha really hasn't been expecting gifts, given who the celebrant is in the first place. But she gratefully accepts the pouch and looks inside.

She looks back up at him with a bright smile. ]

These are very pretty! And they look good, Souji! Thank you very much, I accept them gladly!

[ Idly, she wonders if Tenma has tasted sweets like these... ]

[Her smile pleases him greatly. Chin on hands in a pure childish way, he feels proud that she liked the small detail. Sasha's birthday is yet to come, and this time, it'll be his turn to make something wonderful for her.

When he talks, his voice is gentle and nostalgic.]

You know... I wish we were in Edo just so I could take you to see the cherry blossom trees. Maybe having lunch beneath one of them.

I have not seen cherry trees in full bloom before. There was a tree once, near Sanctuary. It was brought by a blacksmith's apprentice and one of my Saints was fond of going out to see it.

[ Sasha's eyes closed briefly in nostalgia and in imagination, as she gently holds the puch of cherry blossom sweets to her heart. ]

Seeing so many pink cherry trees in bloom must be a sight to behold!

[For a moment that seemed oddly long (for him) he stares at her after she speaks, in how she‘s bringing her small gift close to her chest.

Indeed, a sight in which he sees Sasha being bathe by the delicate petals, only to dance later along with the light and pure wind.

Uhm. Excuse him as he‘s smiling with the mental image.]

[ Once Sasha opens her eyes, she sees Souji's smiling face -- an expression she easily mirrors. After a moment, her cheeks lightly color -- ]

Souji, might you be staring?

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. ]

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