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[in his memories, Hiroto at least has been better about this than other partners he's had, about giving him his pleasure at least after he'd taken his. in Bride's memories, he's had to take his own pleasure, give it to himself, wrest it as if it was his due, but Persephone is happy to wait. Or not at all, as a partner's whims had.
the friction from sword-callused fingers, forceful and skilled, is sweet, and he arches into that touch as best as he can, as sensitive as ever. when he finally comes, it's with a sigh barely audible as he spills over Hiroto's fingers and tightens down on him.]
the friction from sword-callused fingers, forceful and skilled, is sweet, and he arches into that touch as best as he can, as sensitive as ever. when he finally comes, it's with a sigh barely audible as he spills over Hiroto's fingers and tightens down on him.]
[Hiroto takes in a breath, letting it out when he feels that tightening up, the warmth spilling on his hand, hears Persephone's sigh that signals the end.
He's a little overstimulated, still grinding up against those hips as his length softens, but he debates a second round anyway. It's been too long since he's had his concubine like this, the way he once was, the way he's meant to be, and he intends to take advantage of that, but for now he pulls out, his breathing hard and audible as he comes down from his high.]
Stay for the night.
[It's an order, spoken without raising his voice, but with the same kind of finality that he used in anything. He intends to hold Persephone possessively either way, but he feels the need to give an order on top of that.]
We'll continue in the morning.
He's a little overstimulated, still grinding up against those hips as his length softens, but he debates a second round anyway. It's been too long since he's had his concubine like this, the way he once was, the way he's meant to be, and he intends to take advantage of that, but for now he pulls out, his breathing hard and audible as he comes down from his high.]
Stay for the night.
[It's an order, spoken without raising his voice, but with the same kind of finality that he used in anything. He intends to hold Persephone possessively either way, but he feels the need to give an order on top of that.]
We'll continue in the morning.
[it's an order that Hiroto doesn't really need to give because really, it's not like he can just...leave. but it's an order he gives anyway, and that familiar finality settles over Persephone, as if it was straight from his memories.]
...of course.
[he doesn't even really move, either, especially since Hiroto is still on top of him (if no longer in him), except to just...lie down. thinking. he does need to figure out how to leave this dorm, but also he needs to figure out how Hiroto's unit feels about this.]
...of course.
[he doesn't even really move, either, especially since Hiroto is still on top of him (if no longer in him), except to just...lie down. thinking. he does need to figure out how to leave this dorm, but also he needs to figure out how Hiroto's unit feels about this.]
[and guess who came to you-kai, as agreed.]
[he doesn't really want any of these gifts, but...] Ah, thank you....
[The important part for Hiroto is that he accepts them, so.
He leads the way to the kidnapping room specifically. He may not need to steal him and hide him away, but he likes having this room just for Persephone. Hidden away, where no one will pry, and with a view, too.
The koto awaits him there, as well as a bonsai tree, and any supplies you might need to care for it.]
Here. Play something, would you?
He leads the way to the kidnapping room specifically. He may not need to steal him and hide him away, but he likes having this room just for Persephone. Hidden away, where no one will pry, and with a view, too.
The koto awaits him there, as well as a bonsai tree, and any supplies you might need to care for it.]
Here. Play something, would you?
Of course.
[kneels down by the instrument and starts playing.I am not looking up how to play a koto right now.. also he will sing, too. it's a masterful performance.]
[kneels down by the instrument and starts playing.
[Hiroto is, unsurprisingly, enraptured. It is a nice feeling, just sitting there and listening to Persephone play and sing as he takes a seat against a wall, as much for his own relaxation as it is to keep his hands off of Persephone during his performance.
But of course he can't stay away from him for long, and eventually sits behind him, hands on Persephone's hair, running fingers through it and gathering it up off of his neck.]
Even without all of your memories, some things come naturally, hm?
But of course he can't stay away from him for long, and eventually sits behind him, hands on Persephone's hair, running fingers through it and gathering it up off of his neck.]
Even without all of your memories, some things come naturally, hm?
Some do. And, ah, did, even before I regained memories of performance.
[Hiroto brushes his fingers over Persephone's neck and down his spine.]
Mmmmh. Your body remembers even what your mind cannot, hm?
[And what is he wearing today? Hiroto gives it a good look-over, unbothered by how Persephone doesn't respond much to his touch.]
Mmmmh. Your body remembers even what your mind cannot, hm?
[And what is he wearing today? Hiroto gives it a good look-over, unbothered by how Persephone doesn't respond much to his touch.]
[Hiroto doesn't mind it this time. This outfit is still somewhat baffling to Hiroto, but he saw Persephone removing one similar before.
There isn't much between Hiroto and what he wants, so he will go for it himself, allowing Persephone to continue to play for as long as he is able as his hands roam over him and down to the skirt, and the numerous petticoats he is sure to find there.]
I will take this to your dorm, and leave it outside for you. Then you will have to move it from there.
There isn't much between Hiroto and what he wants, so he will go for it himself, allowing Persephone to continue to play for as long as he is able as his hands roam over him and down to the skirt, and the numerous petticoats he is sure to find there.]
I will take this to your dorm, and leave it outside for you. Then you will have to move it from there.
I will, ah, be able to get help with it, from there...
[he's extremely focused.this is definitely a form of teasing. and only two petticoats.]
[he's extremely focused.
[This is certainly some kind of teasing. Hiroto likes it more than having Persephone focused on him, in some ways. There is something that excites him more about touching Persephone while he maintains his performance.]
I am sure you will.
[Persephone has enough people around that would want to help him, he's sure.
Hiroto's hand trails down Persephone's hip, then delving in to those petticoats, attempting to keep his fingers against the skin of his thigh so it does not get lost in the underthings. He is not entirely successful the first time, but tries again.]
Is this the only instrument you'd like?
I am sure you will.
[Persephone has enough people around that would want to help him, he's sure.
Hiroto's hand trails down Persephone's hip, then delving in to those petticoats, attempting to keep his fingers against the skin of his thigh so it does not get lost in the underthings. He is not entirely successful the first time, but tries again.]
Is this the only instrument you'd like?
[there are so many frills to get lost in. so many. and just going to remain very still and staying focused on his performance.]
...perhaps, ah, a shamisen...?
...perhaps, ah, a shamisen...?
If you ask it of me, you shall have it.
[He doesn't have like, A LOT of points, but spending them in the shop doesn't hurt.
Once he finds the skin of Persephone's thigh, he reaches in to squeeze it, possessive as always. He intends to not interrupt the performance for as long as possible. Even if there is no audience but himself, it is a thrill. Something forbidden or taboo, usually, but allowable here behind closed doors, away from the eyes of others.
Hiroto's other hand reaches to Persephone's neck. He wants access to it, so he has to find a way to remove the necklace, which proves to be a two-handed job, gaining a grunt from Hiroto as his hard work is undone.]
... So you don't hate me?
[While he is eager to have Persephone as always, the thought has been plaguing him.]
[He doesn't have like, A LOT of points, but spending them in the shop doesn't hurt.
Once he finds the skin of Persephone's thigh, he reaches in to squeeze it, possessive as always. He intends to not interrupt the performance for as long as possible. Even if there is no audience but himself, it is a thrill. Something forbidden or taboo, usually, but allowable here behind closed doors, away from the eyes of others.
Hiroto's other hand reaches to Persephone's neck. He wants access to it, so he has to find a way to remove the necklace, which proves to be a two-handed job, gaining a grunt from Hiroto as his hard work is undone.]
... So you don't hate me?
[While he is eager to have Persephone as always, the thought has been plaguing him.]
[why does Hiroto like his neck so much??? and like touching his neck so much???? very, very still, except for his playing.]
I, ah, do not, no....
I, ah, do not, no....
[It's hard to say. Something so delicate and elegant, something often hidden behind Persephone's hair, something he still regrets crushing between his fingers...
He pulls the necklace off after a few moments(why does it have a buckle???), setting it aside and leaning in to kiss the newly freed skin as his hands try to return to his work beneath Persephone's skirts.]
... How much you have changed. Is this what this place does to you?
He pulls the necklace off after a few moments(why does it have a buckle???), setting it aside and leaning in to kiss the newly freed skin as his hands try to return to his work beneath Persephone's skirts.]
... How much you have changed. Is this what this place does to you?
No one can be the same person again after losing their memories. They don't come back together the same...
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[That quiets Hiroto down some. He doesn't really want to think about it. It's too complicated. There's so much to think about and he just wants to drown himself in Persephone.]
Mmhhh... so I see. There are many things different in you now... though some remain the same.
[Maybe later, when he is alone, he will think on it more. Or maybe he will talk more about it with Persephone once he is done. For now, he's just going to grab those hips and pull him up so that he can attempt to slide Persephone into his lap without disturbing his playing.
If it comes down to it though, he'll disturb the playing momentarily to get him up on his lap, then rolling his hips a little to try to get some friction between them.]
Mmhhh... so I see. There are many things different in you now... though some remain the same.
[Maybe later, when he is alone, he will think on it more. Or maybe he will talk more about it with Persephone once he is done. For now, he's just going to grab those hips and pull him up so that he can attempt to slide Persephone into his lap without disturbing his playing.
If it comes down to it though, he'll disturb the playing momentarily to get him up on his lap, then rolling his hips a little to try to get some friction between them.]
[it doesn't work like that, Hiroto! you're supposed to kneel by a koto to play it, not be draped across someone else's lap and play it. thankfully Persephone has Performance 5 so making this work is a thing he is skilled enough to do (and possibly has done, somewhere in his memories), and still going to keep playing.
his skirts are probably also enticingly disarranged now, too.)]
his skirts are probably also enticingly disarranged now, too.)]
[He doesn't know, he doesn't play a koto! And Persephone is Very Good. Hiroto's just assuming he can adjust. And if he doesn't that's just more attention for Hiroto! Win/win.
Those skirts really are quite nice... he has to admit. There's something about them being simultaneously so difficult to get through and yet showing so much of Persephone's lovely legs that has Hiroto intrigued. He grins, his hands up beneath those skirts again, being less than gentle with them as he pulls them out of his way. They are beautiful like this, and Hiroto is sure they would be even more beautiful ruined. Or maybe he just likes to see Persephone ruined in general.
So he decides that he is not goin g to bother parting the fabric, instead grasping it in his hands and tearing it out of his way in order to get to his underwear.]
Those skirts really are quite nice... he has to admit. There's something about them being simultaneously so difficult to get through and yet showing so much of Persephone's lovely legs that has Hiroto intrigued. He grins, his hands up beneath those skirts again, being less than gentle with them as he pulls them out of his way. They are beautiful like this, and Hiroto is sure they would be even more beautiful ruined. Or maybe he just likes to see Persephone ruined in general.
So he decides that he is not goin g to bother parting the fabric, instead grasping it in his hands and tearing it out of his way in order to get to his underwear.]
[having his clothes torn - and torn off him - had been something of the stuff of fantasy for him. it's nice but also Hiroto is going to be paying to replace this outfit. but the sound of the cloth tearing is loud in the room, and Persephone kind of adjusts himself in Hiroto's lap to make it even more of a picture. with the torn skirts and the already-artfully tattered stockings and the pretty, delicate lace underwear (easy to tear off or push out of the way), he definitely looks like he's about to get ravished.
(he prepared himself before he came, today. it's something he certainly did as a courtesan and makes sense to do, here, since he knows what he's here for).
(he prepared himself before he came, today. it's something he certainly did as a courtesan and makes sense to do, here, since he knows what he's here for).
[A true shame Hiroto isn't taking pictures... though he might once he is done with him. Persephone laying there debauched in torn clothing seems like an image he'd like to keep. And he's learned to use the camera on the phone now!
Hiroto isn't going to stop what he's done now, and when he slips a finger under the hem of the cute lace panties, it is to tear them off as well- one side, then the other. then he can pull the fabric off of him.
He looks a sight, and Hiroto certainly wants nothing more than to ravish Persephone. Before he's done with him, he won't really be able to play anymore, Hiroto thinks, as he imagines all of the ways he would like to take Persephone.]
Hiroto isn't going to stop what he's done now, and when he slips a finger under the hem of the cute lace panties, it is to tear them off as well- one side, then the other. then he can pull the fabric off of him.
He looks a sight, and Hiroto certainly wants nothing more than to ravish Persephone. Before he's done with him, he won't really be able to play anymore, Hiroto thinks, as he imagines all of the ways he would like to take Persephone.]
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