[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.
[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.]
[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.]
[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?
[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.]
[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.)]
[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.]
[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).
[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.]
[it's certainly an image that he's seen before, back in Creation - Bride has posed for at least one woodblock artist before, a fellow Abyssal. not that Persephone remembers this, of course, but Hiroto may have seen the results.
the lace is more than easy to tear off him, but Persephone keeps playing. Hiroto will have to make him stop, or make it impossible for him to continue. it will probably be fairly impossible soon, but he's going to work very hard at making it difficult to make him stop.]
If you, ah, like tearing my clothes so much...there is a place here with costumes freely available.
What's this? Are you expressing that you'd rather I be tearing costumes off of you, instead of these clothes?
... Where is this place, then?
[He will do it if it means more time spent tearing Persephone open like a present. He's happy to have him opened up now, his large, calloused hands running over those exposed thighs, pulling them apart to get between them.]
[Not answering the question about wanting him to be tearing something else hm? Hiroto will take that as a nonverbal 'yes', then. He's picked up some things from """courting""" Bride, at least.]
Goodness. We should go and see it then.
[He cannot even imagine the kind of costumes he would see Persephone in. The things here already seem like odd costumes at times.
In an attempt to distract Persephone from his performance, Hiroto's fingers immediately go to run along the length of Persephone's dick, just brushing lightly with his fingertips as he watches him for a reaction, any reaction.]
[The very obvious resistance to reacting is a reaction itself, and Hiroto notices.
He growls, one hand grabbing at the inside of Persephone's thigh to force him open as the other hand explores lower, traveling over the head of his dick and wrapping his fingers gently around the velvety soft skin of Persephone's balls. As he does so, he shifts his hips beneath Persephone, excited at getting to touch him this way, seeing him sit there and try to look unbothered as he's exposed and touched.]
[anyone else would probably have stopped playing by now, unable to continue. it's a telling display of Persephone's skill and composure that the only apparent disruption is a slight wavering in the notes. he opens his thighs, even more, in response to Hiroto forcing him open, and looks demurely back over his shoulder even as he keeps his hips still.]
[Anyone else is certainly lesser than Persephone, as far as Hiroto is concerned.
Hiroto, on the other hand, has far less composure, his breathing like panting against Persephone's ear as he continues to touch him, his fingers exploring between those parted thighs. This part is fun, the tension between letting Persephone keep doing what he's doing while looking so debauched, while Hiroto wants nothing more than to tear him apart.
His resolve finally breaks down when Persephone turns to look at him over his shoulder in that way that he looks, and Hiroto growls in response, grasping Persephone's thighs once more and tugging him roughly against his hips before he unties the sash holding his clothes on so that he can shove them aside.
He hadn't even thought about preparing Persephone before now as he finally frees himself, a finger then going to probe that entrance. It tears a low groan from him when his finger comes back slicked already.]
Such a good boy.
[It's convenient! Hiroto is already excited, and he isn't one to draw things out overlong, concerned as he is with his own pleasure. In the spirit of not drawing things out, he then immediately lifts Persephone easily, even with only one arm, as his other reaches around to help to guide his erection to that hole.]
[well, that certainly answers the question of how much longer he can play, when Hiroto lifts him. it had been already difficult enough to keep hold of that instrument before, and now he definitely can't.
it's convenient; men love convenience. and Persephone likes being ravished. he's definitely not helping Hiroto get his cock into him but he is definitely teasing, rubbing back against his cock. just that teasing little reminder of what he's about to fuck.]
[You'll hear no complaints about being teased this way, only the loud and low breathing of Hiroto from being Persephone, a content sigh at the sensation of that movement against his dick. He isn't going to linger on the anticipation, spearing Persephone just after that breath, silencing his groan by biting Persephone's neck.
Just as soon as he's penetrated him, Hiroto thrusts upwards, intending to seat himself as deep as possible in one go.]
[Persephone is so very, very tight and yielding around Hiroto's cock, obediently yielding as Hiroto buries himself all the way inside him in one thrust (it hurts, but he likes it when it hurts-). He's still not really going to help him, because honestly Hiroto doesn't need help, but he's going to coyly glance back over his shoulder, long lashes demurely half-closed over his eyes.
...also he's going to tighten down, teasingly, to go with that coy look.]
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[this today. also very, very good at keeping himself still, continuing to play.]
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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.
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[he's extremely focused.
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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?
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...perhaps, ah, a shamisen...?
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[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.]
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I, ah, do not, no....
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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?
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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.]
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his skirts are probably also enticingly disarranged now, too.)]
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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.]
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(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).
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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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the lace is more than easy to tear off him, but Persephone keeps playing. Hiroto will have to make him stop, or make it impossible for him to continue. it will probably be fairly impossible soon, but he's going to work very hard at making it difficult to make him stop.]
If you, ah, like tearing my clothes so much...there is a place here with costumes freely available.
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What's this? Are you expressing that you'd rather I be tearing costumes off of you, instead of these clothes?
... Where is this place, then?
[He will do it if it means more time spent tearing Persephone open like a present. He's happy to have him opened up now, his large, calloused hands running over those exposed thighs, pulling them apart to get between them.]
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[and parting his thighs obediently.]
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Goodness. We should go and see it then.
[He cannot even imagine the kind of costumes he would see Persephone in. The things here already seem like odd costumes at times.
In an attempt to distract Persephone from his performance, Hiroto's fingers immediately go to run along the length of Persephone's dick, just brushing lightly with his fingertips as he watches him for a reaction, any reaction.]
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[he's very obviously keeping himself still. like, wow, really really still. his reaction is very deliberately trying not to have a reaction.]
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He growls, one hand grabbing at the inside of Persephone's thigh to force him open as the other hand explores lower, traveling over the head of his dick and wrapping his fingers gently around the velvety soft skin of Persephone's balls. As he does so, he shifts his hips beneath Persephone, excited at getting to touch him this way, seeing him sit there and try to look unbothered as he's exposed and touched.]
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Hiroto, on the other hand, has far less composure, his breathing like panting against Persephone's ear as he continues to touch him, his fingers exploring between those parted thighs. This part is fun, the tension between letting Persephone keep doing what he's doing while looking so debauched, while Hiroto wants nothing more than to tear him apart.
His resolve finally breaks down when Persephone turns to look at him over his shoulder in that way that he looks, and Hiroto growls in response, grasping Persephone's thighs once more and tugging him roughly against his hips before he unties the sash holding his clothes on so that he can shove them aside.
He hadn't even thought about preparing Persephone before now as he finally frees himself, a finger then going to probe that entrance. It tears a low groan from him when his finger comes back slicked already.]
Such a good boy.
[It's convenient! Hiroto is already excited, and he isn't one to draw things out overlong, concerned as he is with his own pleasure. In the spirit of not drawing things out, he then immediately lifts Persephone easily, even with only one arm, as his other reaches around to help to guide his erection to that hole.]
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it's convenient; men love convenience. and Persephone likes being ravished. he's definitely not helping Hiroto get his cock into him but he is definitely teasing, rubbing back against his cock. just that teasing little reminder of what he's about to fuck.]
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Just as soon as he's penetrated him, Hiroto thrusts upwards, intending to seat himself as deep as possible in one go.]
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...also he's going to tighten down, teasingly, to go with that coy look.]
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