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It's good to find someone else who enjoys coffee. It's just a shame the line at Birdbucks is normally so long.

Regardless, perhaps we could share a cup together sometimes? We could strategize on ways to improve out suites.

Edited 2024-01-07 19:55 (UTC)

Tell me about it. I'd really like to try their coffee if people wait ages just to be able to order and be served. It must be good.

I don't mind. The other restaurants and cafes do offer coffee as well, after all. The ones I've tried have been enough to at least keep me awake despite the average taste.

I've been trying to create a schedule when it's the least crowded.

Though perhaps the wait would be more pleasant with a companion to talk to in the line?

Have you just been watching the line the whole time or something?

How long do you think we would have to wait? I think twenty minutes is long enough, and I wouldn't want to wait any longer than that.

I take my access to quality coffee very seriously.

It's not peak hours, so as long as we get in line within the next... half hour, I doubt it'll be more than 15 or 20 minutes. Perhaps even 5, if we're lucky.

[ get a job akechi ]

Do you want to meetup for coffee, then? We can find another place to have some if we're waiting for over 20 minutes.

That sounds good. I'll see you there. I think I'll be able to recognize you, since you are quite striking.

Your treat? I'll be there in about ten minutes.

[ Let her mooch off you, Akechi.

Regardless of Akechi's response though, she'll be by Birdbucks in less than 10 minutes. There's quite a line already, but she looks around first to see if she'll be spotted by someone or if she can spot what Akechi looks like amongst the crowd. ]

[How does he keep ending up getting mooched off of? It's not like he's made of resources here. He's a two, damnit. Even so, he considers it a long-term investment..

He arrives before her, securing a spot in line. When he spots her, he waves politely and beckons for her to come over. The guests behind him are annoyed, but so it goes.]

Looks like it shouldn't be too bad of a line. We've lucked out.

[ Oh! He's... very tall O_O Weiss waves back before walking over, even doing a curtsy in greeting. ]

It's lovely to meet you in person.

[ She flashes him a pleasant smile before looking back at the other people in line behind them. They get an awkward little grin and a shrug, as if she's apologising for cutting in. ]

Do you have an idea what you'd like to order yet? They look like they have an extensive menu.

[ From what she can see from here, anyway. ]

The pleasure is all mine.

[He takes her hand, gently, and presses a kiss against her fingers. Trying to be charming. Then he lets it drop.]

Oh, I haven't decided. Something simple, maybe, to test their baseline...

[ Well, consider her pleased. Not quite charmed, but it's a positive reaction nonetheless. ~~She likes that~~ ]

Maybe just a shot of espresso, then?

[ By how he looks, she imagines he likes it bitter and dark. But she might be wrong. It's not like she's the best judge of character, anyway. ]

[Yes he is winning at social interaction he will get a good grade.]

Hmmm, maybe. But while we’re here, we might as well indulge a little. A cappuccino, maybe…

[ Let's see if he'll humour her. ]

With whipped cream and sprinkles?

...Maybe.

[He doesn't want to admit his sweet tooth that easily. Then again, when he was a celebrity, the public ate that up.]

What are you going to get?

A white chocolate mocha, maybe? If they can mix a little bit of raspberry in it, that would be great, too.

[ Oh, good. They can both deny that they don't have a sweet tooth. Weiss certainly thinks it's immature to have a sweet tooth, which is why she rejects any accusations of it. ]

But if they don't have it, a regular mocha will do.

Hmmm. That doesn't sound half bad. It's quite elegant, which suits you.

[Of course she likes white chocolate.

But soon they're up. He does, in fact, order something pretty basic, and then turns to her.] Whatever you'd like. My treat.

Huh! We actually survived the wait.

[ Maybe it was meant to be! Maybe the lines actually moved if they were with company. Who knows. And so, Weiss orders her white chocolate mocha. No raspberry syrup, but that's fine!

And to Akechi, she flashes him a smile. ]

Thank you for the coffee. Now we can do business.

[ This guy doesn't seem so bad?!?!? What the heckie was Kazuya worried about. ]

[Perfect. It takes a moment for their orders to be made, of course, and he mostly just people watches. But once they've gotten theirs, he gestures to lead her to a nearby table where they can just sit and talk to each other.]

Oh? And what business is that?

You're a lower rank, aren't you?

[ And just as she wants to improve her own suite, she understands that he does, too.

Weiss cuts to the chase as soon as they're seated, crossing her legs and placing her hands on her lap. The coffee can cool for a bit before she tries it out. ]

What do you want to do about that?

[He gives a strained smile, which as much of an answer as she should need. He appreciates her cutting to the chase, eventually.]

Well. I'll admit I'm a bit rusty at seduction, so my plan is to try my luck, collect a few cards, and then strategize what other cards I need to complete a hand. Not the most elegant plan, but I'm under a time crunch.

And you?

I wish the game wasn't like this...

[ Yes, she is complaining. She hates it. Even if she does. . . enjoy the sex. ]

What do you mean you're under a time crunch?

It could be worse. The resort doesn't seem interested in threatening us in any way, though I'm not sure what happens if you don't play along.

[What are the stakes? Just lost time? Speaking of.]

Oh, I hope I haven't alarmed you. It's just that the longer I spend in the miserable excuse for a room they gave me, the close I come to losing my mind. That's all.

[He laughs lightly. It doesn't sound happy.]

As if some of us aren't being forced enough already with all the laced food.

[ So what happens if you don't play along? She imagines it's something like that, except worse. ]

That's perfectly understandable. Do you know anybody who you can bunk with in the meantime, though?

Hah. Maybe that's the motivation. I wonder if they'll lace the food less if we indulge what they want?

[A fun experiment to try! Anyway.]

The hard part is convincing people. But I'm sure a lady such as yourself can't imagine such a thing.

[He's implying that she's irresistible. Trying to butter her up.]

It might be too early to tell.

[ Not that it would be easy to study, anyway. Akechi is more than free to experiment, at least. ]

It's pretty noisy in my room. You can hear the footsteps when there's someone walking around outside. [ ... but he did send her a message. That means he's into her, right? And even though he's a low rank, it's... still a card nonetheless.

Kazuya warned her about him, but surely— SURELY nothing bad will happen. ]

If you think it's better than where you're staying, you're free to come visit some time.

[ She'll leave the part where she doesn't want to be alone a secret for now. ]

Hah, well. I imagine it could be worse.

[Like his room. He opts not to explain the details, or reveal his rank. Though she should already know...]

Are you sure? I wouldn't want to impose.

[He needs to be polite, of course. Yes, he wants to go to her room. Maybe more than that. But he's going to be a gentleman about it, because that's what worked for him before. Back home. When he was one TV. Even if he never indulged his fans, they would've eagerly gone to bed with him. Right?]

It's a small room, but it should be okay.

[ She'll just keep the fact that someone else also stays there a secret. She can just text Kazuya she'll have company over. ~~If she doesn't forget~~

She does, however, take a sip of her coffee. A smile crosses her lips, savoring the sweetness and the warmth it brings. ]

If you bring snacks, you can stay the night.

[Oh, he's going to be so mad. At Kazuya. It's going to be a mess.

He smiles, already calculating.] Oh? And what sort of snacks does a lady such as yourself prefer?

[ Akechi's charmed her. Entertaining her quite demand for snacks. What a dreamboat. ]

Fruit tarts! [ Said with all the excitement in the world. ] I mean— anything is fine, really. I'm not picky.

[ Despite making it very clear that fruit tarts are her Top Pick. ]

[He laughs a little bit. He's going to go broke from spending money to charm people.]

I'll see what I can do. I'll get you something sweet, regardless.

[ It will probably pay off in the end, right??? ]

Perfect.

[ And she'll... completely forget about telling her actual roomie about this new arrangement. Oops. ]

Apart from the whole... room thing and getting up there, do you have any other plans in this place? It's a break from what I'm used to, so I think I'll enjoy myself a bit here and to things that I can't normally do.

[I'm sure that won't backfire somehow! He considers, though.

He wants to get out of here. He plans to play the game an investigate, but that's it.]

It seems like they have quite an extensive gym. There's some sports and hobbies I've never tried, that I might have the opportunity to here.

I might have to go to the gym, too.

[ If she can't spar, then she'll at least work out... ]

I doubt they have classes there for yoga, though. I might just have to do it myself.

Hm. Yoga's not a bad idea. It will be valuable in a place like this to be... flexible.

[ ... Okay, he has a point, but she isn't doing yoga for that. She hopes he doesn't get any ideas. ]

It's a nice workout and you get to find your zen.

[ A beat. She shifts in her seat, interchanging which leg is crossed over the other. ]

Though, I suppose you'll need just about everything to get up higher in the ranks. If people see you in some nice and fit clothes while doing some stretches, I'm sure you'll catch their attention.

Hm. I like meditation in theory, but I've never been particularly good at it.

[He has... too many dark and stormy thoughts. Especially lately.]

That's a very good point, though. I don't want to, excuse my language, whore myself out, but I would like a nicer bedroom. Sometimes degrading yourself is a necessity.

Come with me some time. I'll help you out.

[ Because this girl? She's so whiny and impatient, yet yoga does wonders for her. You'll be fine in her hands, Akechi.

In more ways than one :)

She blinks a couple of times when Akechi uses such... colourful language. It's not something she'd ever use herself, but she also knows how it feels to think that way. Weiss has convinced herself that it's necessary to get out there and... well, be intimate with others. She doesn't think it's degrading though, when she gets something nice out of it too. ]

Well, maybe stop thinking it's degrading and enjoy it, you know? It's... [ She places her cup down and places both hands on her lap. Despite her words, she is still a very prim and proper young lady. ] what I've been telling myself.

[ ... Her smile slowly fades, and is replaced by a... more pensive expression. She is doing her best to keep her cool right now, because even this is embarrassing to say out loud. ]

A- Anyway, I should introduce you to someone some time, if you were interested. I think he might be.

[ Yeah she is gonna whore Kazuya out to him ]

[He laughs a little bit, trying to lighten the mood.]

Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’ve enjoyed myself! It’s more that I have to force myself to be more open to doing things I was too ashamed of before. Or… not being as picky as I would be, otherwise.

[He pauses, and then smiles. ]

I’d be happy to meet your companion. But I hope this doesn’t mean you’re passing me up…

That's true... especially if you want specific cards.

[ Also something she hadn't considered yet. What is her gameplan, and what sort of hand is she going to try and aim for?

... something to think about later. When no one else is around. ]

He's not quite my companion... more, he's my demon? [ Like a pet. That is certainly what it sounds like, but she waves a hand dismissively as she tries to clear the air. ] I mean, he's a demon, but he's... mine?

[ THAT'S THE SAME THING

... Weiss will just stop talking about it now. She's quick to get her composure back, at least, smiling and nodding once she has it. ]

Just bring the crepes, Prince of Hearts.

[Demon? He wonders... but no, Kazuya is the king of demons. Surely he's not out there making deals, or whatever she's done.]

You made a deal with him? [He does sound a little bit curious, though.]

As you wish, Miss Schnee. How soon do you want them?

There was a contract. It's quite detailed. Though I must admit, I was very hesitant at first, but I felt it was something worth doing as it might help me in the long run.

[ Ask about the contract. She'd be more than happy to talk about it. :) It's very sexy, Akechi. ]

After dinner? It feels like a nice time to have dessert.

[ She'll even share with him! (And Kazuya...) ]

Really? And just what did this contract involve? Do you have it actually written down?

[He'll be jealous, probably.]

Mmm. I should assume I'm treating, aren't I.

There was! I enjoyed writing it. Though I'd be in big trouble if I talked about its contents.

[ But she can definitely talk about the format and the writing process, like the nerd that she is... ]

Oh, just dessert. I can take care of dinner, don't worry.

I do hope you were careful. A friend of mine was an attorney, and you'd be surprised how many loopholes contracts can involve...

[Maybe calling Sae a friend is presumptuous, but he does miss her sometimes. Their discussions about work were not entirely fake. And she bought him sushi.

Speaking of.]

You're too kind. [Finally. Someone he's found who will buy HIM stuff.] Your choice, then. I'm not so picky.

Oh, right. You said you were a detective? [ His profile did, anyway... That counts. ] It would make sense to have connections with attorneys. I would assume you also know a lot of people in the law enforcement, as well.

[ It's a nice little detail, not that it matters any. But she'd like to think that Akechi is a person who has a good head on his shoulders for being in that line of work. And so, she smiles. ]

I was careful. I'd like to think I covered all the bases.

[ And Kazuya was in agreement. It worked out in the end. ]

Is there anything you don't like eating?

Haha, yes. I worked quite closely with law enforcement for a while...

[And they were all horrifically corrupt. So was he, technically. Still, thinking about them makes his stomach turn. He has no faith in law enforcement, but maybe he's just... biased.

Anyway. A more simple subject.]

Ah... please don't use this against me, but I must admit that I'm not one for spicy food.

[ What an unfortunate world Akechi lives in. . . not that Weiss' is any better, but she isn't acquainted with any corrupt policemen, at least.

Just a very corrupt. . . father. ]

I guess you won't have to worry, then. [ Somehow, there's relief in knowing that he doesn't like spicy food. ] I'm the same.

Now, don't tell a secret, but I do like sweets.

[ Just ignore every single person out there telling you Weiss has a sweet tooth, though. ]

[Ah, he knows a thing or two about corrupt fathers.]

Hah, I just might suggest we skip dinner entirely and go directly to dessert. [He gives a wink. Just like on TV. It makes his skin crawl to do this routine again, but. Well. Who's going to like him if he doesn't?]

That wouldn't be very healthy, though.

[ He's. . . very eager to get cards, isn't he? Or maybe he's just very horny in general? Weiss can't tell just yet. It might even be both. ]

Why don't we split up for a bit? You can fix your things, if you have some, and then come up to my room.

[ And by fixing his things, she means: ]

I might not have a pillow for you.

[ If you saw his room, Weiss, you'd understand. And okay, he's a little horny in general, but...]

I understand. Are there any other... supplies you want me to get? I'm not sure if your room came stocked with condoms and lube and the like.

[He pauses.] Not to be presumptuous! But it's better to be prepared than find yourself lacking when you want them, right?

[ ... See, Akechi is a gentleman for even asking stuff like that. SOMEONE (coughkazuyacoughs) should have asked that before coming into a lady's room. ]

Bring them.

[ She will not elaborate on the matter. And she will finish the rest of her coffee now. ]

I guess we'll be seeing each other soon, then?

[He gives a polite bow. He might as well stock up on that stuff, anyway.]

Let me know when you need me. You know how to contact me.

[He even winks. Ugh.]

It seems that there are a fair number of musical artists in the hotel. Might I ask your specialty?

Ah, hello.

[ A voice call! Normally, texting would be the norm for something like this, but she doesn't mind. Calls are a lot easier, anyway. ]

My background is rooted in the classics, mainly opera. But I have been branching out to more pop and rock music, while still incorporating operatic themes to my songs.

Are you also a performer?

I'm not a musician myself, merely one with an appreciation for the art form.

[ Especially opera, as it turns out. But before he dives right into that... ]

Rock is a burgeoning genre where I'm from, but I'm not familiar with the term 'pop'.

Pop is short for "popular", so pop music is basically what's popular at the time you're listening. But it also means songs that are easy to listen to, because they follow simple chord progressions, simple arrangements, and a simple song format.

The most common format in pop music is introduction, verse, pre-chorus, chorus, verse, pre-chorus, chorus, bridge, and chorus. So it's pretty repetitive.

[ Listening to a pop song might make it easier to understand, though. ]

Am I making sense?

Perfect sense.

[ Indeed, over the course of a few seconds Zhongli has gone from having never heard the term to having a decent idea of what such a song might sound like. ]

I don't believe I've ever heard a song that perfectly fits that description, but it brings to mind traditional folk and campfire songs. Music that's easy to remember and easy to share.

Campfire songs are very repetitive, so that's one good comparison.

[ Though she can't be quite too sure about traditional folk songs, since those differ from place to place. ]

Usually, pop songs don't really have deep meanings, either. They're usually songs about having a crush on someone or how they want to have sex.

[ That's such a blunt description that it gets a startled huff of laughter from Zhongli. ]

Perhaps 'tavern songs' would be a more apt comparison, in that case...

[ He's sure he could list countless similar tunes played by Venti if he tried. ]

I suppose the stark differences between pop and opera are what makes it interesting to you?

Some audiences prefer simpler music, so I also had to adapt. Though please understand, I don't... sing songs about sex.

[ Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to get the approval of her audience! Or her father, for that matter. ]

Though incorporating both in the music I make and the music I perform is interesting, because I feel like I can express myself better. I'm not stuck following the rules of opera, you know?

I'd be happy to give a demonstration some time.

Ah, of course. I imagine the genre has its share themes of outside of the subjects you listed.

[ Just like the previously mentioned tavern and campfire songs.

But who cares about that. Weiss mentions offering a demonstration and Zhongli's zeroes right in on that. ]

I'd be delighted to hear such a demonstration. I'd been concerned live music performances might be difficult to come across in the hotel.

Edited 2024-01-18 19:51 (UTC)

[ That actually gets her to laugh a little, remembering someone who's already taken to performing live at the casino. ]

You'd be surprised. It's not quite like a formal concert, but I know someone who's gone up on stage to perform. He said he got tips from the other guests, as well.

That was actually what I was thinking of doing. It would just be a song or two. What do you think?

He wouldn't happen to be a red-haired young man named Leo, would he?

[ They've only spoken briefly, but that gave Zhongli a pretty good impression of him all the same. ]

I think such an idea could prove quite fruitful. You may be able to find someone willing to provide a proper venue or patronage for you.

Yes! It's him. I guess you've met him too?

[ Though now that she thinks about it, it makes sense. Maybe everyone has seen Leo perform already, or he's met people with how outgoing he is. ]

It's a resort, so I'm sure there's a theatre, too. That might not be the kind of stage for me here, though. It's not like anybody knows who I am.

He helped me capture one of the strange plants that was scurrying around, and then mentioned afterwards that he was a musician.

[ ... More or less. The conversation hadn't been that straightforward. ]

Are you worried they won't lend a stage to an unknown talent?

Oh, that was sweet of him. We played the dice game, and he was so easygoing about all of it. It was kind of nice. I wasn't too into the idea, but he made it. . . more pleasant?

[ She laughs amiably, realising that that must sound silly. ]

And no, I just feel like something grand off the bat might not attract a lot of people. What's the point of a performance if no one is going to watch?

Hey. I'm hungry.

For human food? Or demon food?

Wouldn't have locked this if I wanted regular food.

But I can get you something sweet after, if you want?

I thought we agreed we'd schedule these things.

Probably later on, yes. Or just food in general, since I'll be tired.

ii. Emergency or impromptu feeding sessions will require additional compensation from the Consumer as determined by the Supplier.

That sound about right?

Edited 2024-01-28 08:44 (UTC)

Yes. But it doesn't mean it should be considered a normal thing.

So, why is this so sudden? Are you alright?

Yeah, but an impromptu feeding session or two isn't going to hurt anything.

And I mean, I could wait the two days, I guess. It's not going to hurt anything to wait. And I'm fine.

Not literally, no. But it's irritating and I get so disoriented when things don't go according to plan. This is why I like having things scheduled.

[ It just goes against how organised she is, Kazuya... Please understand. But she is accommodating him, at least, because she knows she would when she made that clause. She doesn't have anything better to do in this place, sadly. ]

Fine - perfectly fine? Or are you going to start having weird symptoms or whatever?

Are you busy? Like I said, I can wait.

And yeah. Gonna start craving the souls of the innocent. And it's incredibly slim pickings here.

No. Just cranky. That's why there's compensation needed.

[ Happy Weiss, happy life. ]

"The innocent", sure.

Don't be cranky. Like I said, I can wait if you want to put it into a neatly scheduled time slot and everything.

And yep. There's very few innocent people here. If any. So I might just waste away and starve anyway.

Alright, so long as you're sure.

I don't think you're that picky, though.

Honestly I really just wanted a taste more than anything else. I definitely don't actually need it need it. I'm just really curious, is all.

And I'm pretty picky. I'll have you know I haven't even consumed any magnetite since I got here, other than that really brief taste of yours I got. So I'm being pretty choosy with who I pick, and you're top of the list.

Then why wouldn't you just schedule properly?

Are you complimenting me? You really do like me.

Well, part of it is I wanna hang out

So yeah, I do like you. I thought that was pretty obvious.

And you can't ask like a normal person?

[ She'd hang out with you if you asked, Kazuya... ]

Wanna do something together? I'm bored, anyway.

Would it have been as interesting if I had?

And yeah. What did you wanna do? Any ideas? Actually, why are you complaining that I'm ruining your day by asking for that if you're not doing anything anyway?

You don't get it.

Scheduling things are very important. If I have nothing scheduled, then I'm expecting to either just lounge around or be bored. But if you come in and ask to consume my Aura or something else, it does shake the expectations I set for the day.

That doesn't mean I would always say no to schedule interruptions. It just makes me disoriented.

But if you're bored it gives you something to do. I can see how it'd ruin lounging around purposefully, but if you're bored and looking for something to do, and something comes up, isn't that different?

Even if it's not me consuming you're aura, for the record.

You still don't get it. Nevermind.

[ She just doesn't like surprises to her schedule. 😔 ]

I'm not sure what we can do, though. It kind of gets boring being on vacation everyday. I don't like having this much free time.

I'm not really sure either, since the options are kind of... Gambling, eating, and sex. There's not really anything that gives you purpose here.

They don't even want you working.

Yeah.

I've been doing some reading in the library, but it's boring when I don't hve any classes to attend. Maybe I should form a book club instead.

We could watch a movie, I guess? I want to learn some card games too, so I can win some games in the casino.

I was kind of worried about what kind of reading material I'd find in a library here, so I haven't even really looked, honestly. But if they're not whar I would expect, maybe I'll check a few out.

I could teach you some card games? So long as you don't tell anyone that I've got some help in getting pretty consistent hands.

You might be surprised. Not everything is all about sex.

Are you a cheater? I can't exactly get the same help you do, can I?

Edited 2024-01-29 17:03 (UTC)

Huh. I guess that is a little surprising.

It's not quite cheating, I don't think. But theres a few demons who have been around for a long time who know how to play, so I usually just listen to them.

The only reason I don't think it's entirely cheating is because they're a part of me.

Wait, hang on.

You can't hear my thoughts or talk to me in my head, can you?

No? Why would I be able to do that?

I'm talking about the other Bel demons I consumed back home.

I was just thinking, since we have a contract!

If you can hear them, then maybe I can hear you, too.

That's a bit different. They're part of me, but I'm not a part of you, or vice-versa.

It might be a little weird if that were the case. Unless I was actively possessing you I doubt we'd be able to communicate like that.

Oh, okay.

And here I thought you would give me an advantage in card games.

I mean, I could, if I possessed you. Which I think would be weird for the both of us.

I could let you borrow one of the other Bel demons for a bit if you want their advice for cards though. It'd still involve possession... But at least under my orders advice is all they could give and do.

Edited 2024-01-31 04:51 (UTC)

No, I feel like that might be a bad idea. I don't want anyone controlling me.

[ Now if it happened without her permission, that is a different thing... ]

There's someone I want to beat in blackjack, though. I always seem to either get bad cards or I fold too soon.

I, or any other demon wouldn't be in full control of you. You'd retain control of yourself unless you willingly gave it up, and even then you'd be able to take it back whenever you wanted too.

And lending you my abilities is within the terms of our contract, so if you change your mind, let me know. I'll make sure you win every hand. Either through more legitimate means or less. Your choice.

Well, I kind of want to win with my own skill. I'd rather ask for tips.

But I'll keep that in mind for future uses.

Sounds fine to me.

You still wanna catch a movie? Or maybe I can teach you to play, if you want.

Edited 2024-01-31 17:23 (UTC)

There's always both.

It's not like I have any pressing matters to take care of. Do you?

Oh you know, the very busy schedule of trying to rank up.

Wanna do cards first then relax with a movie?

We can probably watch a movie first and get that out of the way.

I'll meet you at the theater then?

Get some snacks!

Do you remember what happened the last time I got snacks? You get snacks this time. I don't want to be responsible.

Fine.

I'm sure there are some safe ones around here.

I'll see you there, then. I'd say get me a bag of chocolate, but I feel like that's the most sketchiest option.

Anyway, I'll be happy with whatever you pick. And I'll send some of my credits to you for it? That way I'm still paying.

Settle the bill when we meet.

If I end up getting something weird, I'll run away, or something.

[ Unless... ]

Will do.

You sound confident.

You sound like you don't have confidence in me.

It's not that I don't have confidence, it's just that historically we don't exactly have the best track record.

I would absolutely love for you to prove me wrong.

Watch me.

[ Prove him absolutely right. ]

I'll see you in a bit.

[ It does take her some time, though. Kazuya might wait a while because she's trying to find some good snacks that aren't laced with aphrodisiacs.......... By the time she does show up at the theatre, she's already eating some because she isn't feeling anything weird! ]

Were you waiting long? [ She's gonna take one pretzel and put it close to his mouth. ] Try this. I've had a bunch now and I'm fine.

[ You know. Fine since she was alone, but that certainly will change now that she's around another person... ]

[He's rooting for you, Weiss....

But he is standing around, looking through stuff on his Watch while he waits outside the theatre, because he doesn't exactly have anything better to do.

And for a short while, he's actually worried that maybe she got sidetracked, because of how long it's taking for someone who is exceptionally punctual to show up. But show she does, and inwardly he breathes a sigh of relief.

Until she asks him a question while shoving a chocolate covered pretzel into his face.]

You were walking around just eating them?

[... Bold, but sure. Since she was walking around, and she seems to be fine? He'll eat it, leaning forward just that little bit to catch it in his teeth. No point in grabbing it when she's already got it so close to his mouth, right?]

They're a little like something we have back home... Pretty tasty.

I was looking for snacks that weren't going to turn us into lunatics!

[ Lunatics is a bit of an exaggeration but... that's Weiss for you.

She does slip it into his mouth a little more when he catches it with his teeth, then lets go. He can eat the rest. She isn't feeding him like a baby. ]

So, what do you want to watch?

Lunatics...

[Well, he wouldn't go that far... Most of the time, anyway. He's had some pretty wild encounters by now.]

Maybe an action movie? What are you feeling like? I've got no strong preference.

[He is going to reach over to take a few more pretzels though.]

Starved animals?

[ "In heat" goes left unsaid. ]

I'm not really a movie kind of girl; I like books better. But action does sound good, I don't mind.

[ Anything to make her not bored, to be honest. ]

[ He's running into a few people who aren't as into movies. How weird.

Oh well. At least it passes time and gives them something to do. ]

Well, even if it's not the most entertaining movie, it should have at least some interesting scenes to watch if it's action.

[ Like fight scenes! Or something fast paced, right? ]

Hopefully. I watched a movie one time and it had more sex scenes than usual. I don't think it was even a pornographic one.

[ But they are in a sex casino... ]

Let's go get the tickets. Maybe there's one that's gonna start showing soon and we don't have to wait that long.

Makes sense, considering where we are.

[But she's right, the sooner they check the listing, the sooner they might be able to get into the theatre? He'll gently nudge her along, since it's her idea and all.

And it turns out there's still about 10 minutes until the next showing of some weird movie called Pardon Our Appearance While We Kill, which is kind of a mouthful, to be honest, but it sounds way more promising than the other movies showing later like Poke Hard and Two Guys, A Girl, and One Stick of Gum.

... Most of these movie names aren't very exciting, considering they're supposed to be action movies, honestly.]

... Well, I guess there's something for everyone, at least?

Ugh... It's the soonest one. Just don't get all weird on me and I'm sure it'll be fine.

[ Basically? Try not to get hard during the sex scenes.

She'll order two tickets, pick the ones that are by the middle and wait for Kazuya to pay. 😌 ]

What do you mean get weird on you...?

[He's going to pay!!! But also, he shuffles a little at her comment, not particularly liking the insinuation that he can't control himself.

He can very much keep it in his pants, thank you! Besides, he's only had a few pretzels at this point, unlike Weiss who has been eating them basically since she got them, he's sure?

To be honest, he'll probably turn his head away if any sex scene starts... It's a bit awkward to watch two people going to pound town on the big screen.]

You haven't done it, but I swear, if you start shifting in your seat because two people are making out on screen...

[ Boy. . . ]

Anyway, should we go inside? Maybe the trailers might be fun to watch.

Why the hell would I do that?

[He's seen shows where people kissed before! Made out, even. It just feels weird to watch, but he's not going to pop a boner just because of that. ]

Sure might as well get into our seats before other people getting into theirs makes it harder for us.

[Because they're in the middle, and all...]

Some people get all weird about it!

[ Especially when they're watching with other people. Look, she had an Experience watching a movie with Jaune and Oscar, okay. Please don't make her relive that moment.

Off they go into the theatre, though! She's got a cardigan on, and her Aura should keep her warm. Kazuya's also there if she needs the additional warmth if it gets cold, but she'd rather not ask him for it since she is an Independent Woman.

At this point, there's no one else around in the theater, so it's easy to get to their seats. The trailers are playing, and Weiss checks her watch to see how long they have to wait. It's just about five minutes left now. ]

I guess we came at a good time where something was gonna get shown soon.

[He'll just roll his eyes a bit like the shitty teen he is when she says that, because he really hopes that he hasn't been giving her the impression that watching two people, fictional or otherwise, make out would make him pop a boner?

But apparently that's the case.

His mom would be so disappointed in him. For that and many, many other reasons.]

Most people don't get this lucky, especially for a spur of the moment decision.

[But he's going to settle into his seat, squirming a little because... It's kind of warm in here? Weird.]

You know, we probably should have gotten some drinks too... And popcorn. That's kind of a classic.

You told me to get the snacks. If you want popcorn, you can go ahead and get some. We still have time.

[ The chair is very, very comfy, Kazuya. She can tell it even has foot rests, which go up at the push of a button. She'll figure that out later. For now, she'll sink a little in her seat.

This is more comfortable than her bed... ]

[The answer to that is a slow shake of his head. Nope. If he gets popcorn and drinks and anything happens, she's going to blame him.

The pretzels will do for now. He'll deal with the dry mouth later.]

I'm not that committed to the idea.

[Is his response and- yeah, he's going to pop out the foot rest on his because yep. This is way more comfortable than his bed. And her bed. And definitely both of their beds combined?

.... Maybe he'll try and nap during the movie. Weiss won't mind, right?

He's going to reach for another pretzel or two.]

[ Then he should stop yapping and just eat the damn pretzels.

Weiss doesn't say anything about it anymore though, and places the bag of pretzels closer to the middle of their seats once she sees him reaching for more. ]

Any guesses what the movie is about based off the title?

[He is eating the damn pretzels!]

Robots? Classy gangsters getting revenge?

[ He genuinely has no clue. Definitely something about fancy people doing murder... Has to be, with a title like that. ]

Maybe some kind of spy movie?

Oh, come on. You need a bit more imagination.

[ Okay, she's in a pretty good mood thanks to the pretzels. It's why she can afford to be a little bit silly. ]

It might just be about a group of female assassins. I think that's pretty cool.

There's nothing saying thay women can't be robots or classy gangsters getting revenge.

[ He'd think it was cool either way, tbh. ]

Robots are pretty cool anyway. Female robot assassins?

Do you like robots?

[ She's starting to see a pattern here. And she isn't being judgy this time! She wants to know what his interests are. ]

Yeah? They're pretty cool. And you see them all the time in action movies, or even in video games.

[ His like of them isn't particularly deep... He just has a tech geek friend. ]

I used to think dragons were pretty cool until a few of them tried to eat me.

[ Robots, as of yet, have not tried to eat him. ]

You don't have to defend yourself. Some robots are "pretty cool".

[ Yeah, she even does the airquotes. But there's a smile on her face as she takes another pretzel. Before popping it in her mouth, though: ]

My friend used to be one. [ Used to! ] I've never seen any dragons before, though... At least, not in real life.

[ rude tbh ]

Your friend... used to be one?

[ what. Actually, you know what? He used to be human. Why can't, he assumes, a robot turn into a person. It's like that one fairytale. ]

And actually you have seen one in person. The demon I summoned and showed you, that was a dragon. Or one kind of dragon, anyway.

It's... a long story. But she became human.

[ And then she died. Her smile falters a little, but she does still keep a smile on. Penny was a very good friend regardless, and despite the tragedies that happened, Weiss has very good memories of her.

Until he brings up the demon he summoned before, anyway. Smile gone... That demon was scary. ]

I remember... Does it have a name, or is it just Random Demon #52?

[ He sees he smile falter a little as she says that, and he wonders if maybe something happened. Obviously they'd been at least a little close, or she wouldn't be upset, but she also moves on quickly enough that it's a little clear she doesn't want to dwell on it. ]

That demons name and type was Fafnir. And it's also the strongest dragon demon.

[ Maybe he could have summoned a weaker one so it wouldn't have been so scary.

Next time he has to, he'll pull a weaker one to this place. ]

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[ Kazuya will find that Weiss does not like to dwell on things... :'D This is why she needs therapy, because she easily drops things that inconvenience her without handling it properly. ]

Right... That thing still creeps me out.

[ "Thing", she says, when she can use the proper term, anyway. ]

How many types are there, exactly?

[ A few other people arrive in the theatre, but they sit closer to the front. The lights start to dim, signalling that the movie is about to begin. So long as they keep their voices down, it should be okay to talk. ]

Yeah, it's definitely not the prettiest demon.

[ He says as the lights start to dim. And he does give a curious look around, to see how many people they're going to be sharing the theater with, and the answer, thankfully, is not many. There's not even anyone behind them.

He'll still lower his voice politely.]

Um... About 20ish types, including my own. There might be more, but that's what I know about as of right now.

Are you the prettiest demon?

[ No, this is not a come on just yet... But she does ask because she wants to tease him a little anyway. ]

... I guess that's subjective?

[ He doesn't know! There are a few, and they are definitely in the minority, of attractive demons. ]

There's a few humanoid demons who aren't bad to look at. Though I guess those are mostly female demons...

Hmm... I thought you'd be a bit defensive.

[ Yeah, she said that just to get a reaction out of him. But Weiss isn't too disappointed. Maybe next time she can fluster him again, because his reaction when she asked about Yuzu before was kind of cute. ]

We should probably stop talking and pay attention to the movie.

[ It's starting!! ]

[ When it comes to male demons being attractive, the pickings are incredibly slim, unless you're into the weirder ones...

He's got nothing to worry about! Probably. ]

Oh, yeah.

[ He's gonna grab another pretzel and relax and focus on the movie, and just have a generallygood time not getting drugged via food for a change. Right? Right.]

[ It should not be a problem! And the movie does start off very actiony. Weiss honestly isn't too engrossed— she likes reading more! and it's why she's eating a bunch more of the pretzels that it's all gone pretty quickly. It didn't even last until the end of the movie!

Up until half an hour into the it, where the female robot assassins are plotting to get back at one of the dragon mafia bosses. (What kind of movie is this?) Their plan consists of infiltrating the mafia headquarters and seducing some of the lower ranking men to get some information.

It doesn't seem like a really good plan, but Weiss has stopped expecting anything good. The premise is already ridiculous, after all.

And despite what she said before to Kazuya about not acting weird during the movie? When one of the robot assassins get their flirt on, she starts getting distracted, clearing her throat as one of the characters grabs the mafioso's hand to put on her chest and grope. ]

Oh...

[ This movie is incredibly... Not great. Not even great for entertainment, which is the saddest part of it. The plot is just not very engaging.

... Kazuya turns his head as the hand is made to grab... very ample robot breasts. It's this kind of movie, huh? Of course it is. He's kind of making a face, waiting for the scene to pass, sinking into his chair a little because.... he's trying very hard to not be weird about what's happening on screen. He wouldn't normally be, even! Somehow this is different.

Part of him worries that maybe he's a little more into robots than he though he was, because the thought that the pretzels were Also Laced doesn't occur to him. All of the other laced food was more immediate! ]

Guess we should have expected what kind of movie this was.

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I did warn you...

[ And as embarrassing as this is, her heart has started to race. She isn't even looking at the screen anymore, but she can hear the sound effects of zippers being pulled down, moans, sloppy kisses...

Hopefully the scene will fade to black and will move onto a new day! Or a different scene.

And fortunately? It does. Weiss lets out a sigh of relief at that. ]

It should be fine now.

[ For now, anyway. ]

[ He's going to very much lean into his hand, because the noises of the scene kind of get to him in a very inappropriate way. Even as the scene fades to black and he can turn his gaze back to the screen....

He catches sight of another movie patron getting jerked off by another. His gaze goes up and away from both the screen and the lewd act once more. ]

Maybe it wasn't the best idea to catch a movie. [ He pauses. ] You should have just let me feed off you a bit.

[ It'd have been less embarrassing... and he wouldn't be half hard in his pants. ]

Is that how you want to spend two whole hours? No thanks.

[ She slips out of her seat quietly enough, but he might just realise Weiss' voice sounds a little bit softer the next time she speaks. Not to mention... She has her hand on his thigh now as she kneels right before him. ]

Don't make a sound.

[ Some person out there is getting a nice little handjob, and Weiss is already trying to unbutton Kazuya's pants over here. She doubts he'd make that much of a fuss when there's a bit of a struggle unzipping his pants when he's half-aroused already. ]

[ He opens his mouth to retort, but there's a hand on his thigh, amd his gaze snaps to her so fast he almost gets whiplash.

Why is she kneeling in front of him? Why is she- undoing his pants? She tells him not to make a sound, and to his credit he doesn't, but his hands do quickly catch hers, stopping them briefly. ]

What are you doing?

[ Comes the exceptionally quiet, surprised hiss. ]

Don't kneel on the floor, its dirty.

[ Like, regular theaters are already disgusting, but he also definitely saw someone getting jerked off, and so he knows, in his heart, what is on the floor alongside spilled drinks.

His heart races, and he doesn't want to make a scene, but... it'shard to not be interested in what she apparently wants to do!]

It's fine. I'll take a shower later when we get back.

[ Weiss doesn't move just yet, doesn't force her hands on him. She'll wait, because she has a feeling he'd allow it, anyway. And she sure as hell isn't going to talk about her own arousal right now. ]

I'd sit on your lap, but I think we'd get caught if I did that.

[ So this is fine, right??? She'll settle. ]

Weiss...

[ Oh... actually, her sitting on his lap wouldn't be too bad, would it? He could very discreetly fuck her if she did that.

Kazuya rapidly shakes his head, trying to clear that thought, because shes still kneeling in front of him, and definitely looking like she wants to give him head. ]

What's come over you?

[ What's come over him? He's not actually going to let her do this, is he? He squirms a little at the thought, of her sucking his dick in public which has the unfortunate effect of just making everything worse, and him start straining at his pants. ]

... I think it's the movie.

[ That's turned her on. She can't tell it's the pretzels when she was fine by herself???

But she does look up at him, and despite how dim the lights are, he'd be able to see the want in her eyes. One where she'd be disappointed if he actually said no.

Is she giving him the puppy eyes? She most certainly is. This girl has gotten what she's wanted most of her life. Of course she'd have tricks up her sleeves too. ]

You don't want me to?

[ Well... it could be the movie. He was fine before now too, so maybe something is up with the theater?

... She's actually giving him puppy eyes. She actually wants this, and it's at least as much as he wants to let her, and he's... slowly running out of reasons to stop her. He blinks at her, and slowly, very, very slowly moves his hands. He's not going to undo his pants on his own, because the last little bit of his brain that is slowly dribbling out his ears is telling him he doesn't want the responsibility, and that if this is what she wants, the she can do it on her own.

This way she can't yell at him for it later. Even if he's still encouraging it by the way he's looking at her himself, a little flush which is only obvious when the brighter scenes start playing.]

You don't get to hold this over me later.

[ He warns, but his tone is a little low, a little needy. ]

I'll try my best not to.

[ She'll be on her best behaviour, Kazuya!! See just how much she wants it? Though she hopes he understands that just because she's going to suck him off in a movie theatre that it'll just end there.

Not unless the movie's effects wear off, anyway.

But she's glad he's letting her have what she wants. Because she whispers a soft "Thank you" as she gives his hands a squeeze. A moment of softness (?) before she moves her hands away from his to unzip his pants and rub a hand over his growing arousal.

It feels like such good timing too, because there's another makeout scene happening in the movie now... And this time, it won't fade to black. ]

[ It's a double whammy of indecency, because the kiss om screen is hot, and wet, and if he watches a little too long, then he'll catch a glimpse of where else the scene is going when one of the assassins pulls a low ranking gang members hand into her pants.

He looks away, but coupled with the fact that his own cock is being rubbed at the same time just encourages a wet mark to start forming in his boxers where the head of his cock presses needily against the cloth.

He squirms a bit, moving his hands to the arm rests to grip them tightly. No noise is allowed, and he bites his lower lip as his gaze drops to watch her.

He very, very much remembers the last time she was between his legs. ]

Hey... while we're both still able to think, [ He swallows, amd clearly the thinking is about as hard as he is. ] where do you want me to finish...?

Move up a little...

[ She can't really tell him to remove his pants, so she has to be careful in pulling down what she can of it so she can bring him out of his underwear. It might be best to get him out now before it gets difficult when he's really hard already.

Huh... when did Weiss start thinking, let alone considering, these things?

Once she's gotten him out, much as she wants to taste him already, she takes him in her hand first, stroking him to full hardness slowly. It makes conversation easy, before they completely lose themselves. Because she just knows she's going to enjoy this... based on their track record. ]

Don't worry too much about it. I'll catch you.

[ By which she means. . . she'll swallow. ]

[ He'll do as he's told, scooting up in his chair to give her more room, or at least, the room she wants, giving a soft, very soft, breathy noise as she strokes him to full hardness.

And then she says that, that she's going to swallow is the implication. It'd... make the least amount of mess, so he's definitely not going to complain, not when she's looking at him so hungrily, so needy and wanting for him.

It makes him hungry for her too.]

[ Weiss would be worried about getting so used to these sorts of acts, but she can't be right now. She's wanting, eager to please him more than pleasing herself at this time.

Her thumb strokes over his pre, spreading his wetness with her hand. He feels so hot— quite literally— that it's far too enticing not to want more. So she finally inches closer, shifting on her knees so she can properly settle between his legs. Her free hand rests over his inner thigh, and she leans in to give the head of his cock an open-mouthed kiss.

She's slow though, tantalisingly so. Hopefully he doesn't make any loud noises that would attract the attention of others. Fortunately for him though, with an actual sex scene being shown to everyone, any sounds he'll make would likely get masked by the movie itself. ]

[ He'd only been loud last time because he wanted her to know he was enjoying it, what she was doing to him, but his natural inclination is more quiet, breathy noises that easily fade into the background of the heated scene on the screen.

And breathy noises he does make, hand moving to hers to cup it, to rub his thumb across the back of her hand in a silent confirmation that she's doing well, that she's doing a good job.

The movie is mostly forgotten about anyway as he watches her, pupils blown wide in the relative darkness of the theatre. It's... an incredibly alluring sight, just like it was the first time she'd done this.

He swallows, adams apple bobbing hard as he does, voice a whisper as he speaks.]

I'll... return the favour. After.

[ Weiss wasn't thinking of asking for him to retrun the favour. Her plan was to claim it afterwards, when they weren't in public. Kazuya volunteering outright is a nice turn of events though, and he should be rewarded by kissing him more, peppering more open-mouthed kisses on the tip of his cock, his length, all the way down to the hilt. Her hand strokes him gently, rubs him up and down where her mouth doesn't touch, and his voice and his noises are so cute that it's very, very encouraging.

She brings her tongue out eventually, using it now to mix her saliva with his pre to get him nice and lubed up. It helps to get him even more wet, as it makes stroking him easier. And as he works him up some more with her hand, she looks up at him. ]

Watch the movie. You have to tell me what I missed.

[ Is she kidding? Is she serious? Weiss doesn't look like she's joking (she is) and she doesn't sound like she's trying to make a funny. Her hand drops lower to the base of his dick as she pumps him, finally taking him in her mouth. He's so wet, and her mouth is wet and warm, as well, and she leans even closer to him as she takes him inch by inch, tongue swirling around him like a gentle massage. ]

[ Watch the movie she says. She wants to know what she's missed, she says, as if he could focus on anything other than her, anything other than the way she presses searing hot kisses against his dick, the way he delicate hand wraps around him and pumps him eagerly.

He's throbbing in her hold, more so when her mouth finally takes him, the slow descent almost maddening. A noise burbles in his throat, low and wanting, and if she's not paying too much attention, she'll miss it in the other sounds of the theatre.

He's trying to keep his eyes on the movie like she asked, but his gaze keeps falling back down to her, to the way she works him.

She's not going to be getting that recap.]

[ She does hear him, and is probably paying more attention to him than she realises.

There's something about this act of pleasuring him with her mouth that's exciting. While she told him to pay attention to the movie, she knows he won't be able to. And she wants to get him to that point where all he can think about is her. She wants him to revel in this moment as she bobs her head and strokes his dick. She wants him to hear her own noises of pleasure, too. The more he enjoys it, the more she just knows he'll think highly of her in this regard. He'll consider her good and worthy of praise.

She squeezes his thigh, her smaller hand subconsciously feeling him some more. Gods, if only she could rub up against him too, sit on his lap and feel him against her, because she is throbbing and in need. Alas, she has to wait, despite how roughly one of the mafiosos on screen is handling one of the assassins. She has to wait for that to be done to her, too. ]

[The noises she's making are indecent, sloppy, wet, but clearly enjoying what it is she's doing to him, the way she's making him huff quiet breaths and quiet noises that only barely escape his throat.

He wants more, to do more, to tell her she's doing a good job, to praise her and kiss her and touch her himself in return, so she knows, knows that if she wanted all of his thoughts on him, she's doing a good job, and that it's quite frankly unfair that he can't do much more than sit here and enjoy it, can't do much more than reach up to pet her head and quietly mumble her name so as to not draw attention to themselves.

His hips lift, just slightly as she goes down again. Not enough to be too hard for her to handle, but enough that the message is clear, that he desperately wants to move with molten heat of her mouth and is holding back.

[ Weiss never really thought it before, but there is something oddly cute about the little noises Kazuya makes. Perhaps it's because they're in public and he's trying not to be loud, so the muffled ones he's making, the way he tries to restrict himself... it's all so cute and encouraging.

Even though it's contradictory to her telling him not to make noise, this might be fun to do again in the future. (Sorry not sorry, Kazuya.)

Weiss is the one who makes a startled noise when he lifts his hips and bucks into her mouth, though. Nothing loud, nothing that would attract the attention of the other patrons, but just enough for him to hear. She pulls away for a moment to stretch her jaw, but she doesn't say anything about it. In fact, she doesn't even look angry!

But if he wants to feed her more of his inches, then she'll try and take more. Opening her mouth again and taking him in between her lips, the underside of his cock resting on her tongue as she slides him in further and further, she tests her limits. She has to be slow like this, else it feels like he might just hit the back of her throat, but he'd definitely feel more of her warmth and wetness like this, especially as it's more of her mouth working him up some more now instead of her hand. ]

[The noise draws his immediate attention, how she pulls back with it, stretches her jaw and he thinks, for one moment, that he's about to get yelled at, that she's about to berate him for not being patient or being able to control himself enough and he winces, both from the lack of warm wetness around him and from the fact he thinks he's about to be yelled at.

But she doesn't. His entire body remains tense as she descends on him again, pillows the underside of his cock with her tongue and he takes in a sharp, shuddering breath as more of him is swallowed down into her heat.

The hand that remains on the chair is gripping it so tight that there's a soft sound of the fabric being stretched to its limit.]

Sorry. [He apologizes anyway with a small, desperate sounding grunt as his legs shake from restraint.] I'll be good.

[ When he speaks, she has to pull herself away. Her voice might sound a little bit hoarse now, but she's fine. She'll get better later! ]

You can move. Just. . . say something beforehand, I guess. [ While she isn't confident she might be able to take more, she'll at least try for him. If he's losing himself and is enjoying something she's doing for her, then it means she's doing something good, right? There's some pride to be taken in that.

Though, now that they're talking... ] Are you close?

[ She's still got her hand on him, working him slowly. ]

[ He shivers in response, both to the sound of her voice and the cooler air where her hand isn't on him, isn't stroking him slowly. ]

Half-way?

[ He tries, voice low as he licks his lips, slowly cants his hips upwards into her hand. ]

Please? Your mouth again? It's so good, Weiss.

[ And he's not above begging for her, even if she told him that saying as such was embarrassing. He's a little too far gone for that. Wants it a little too much at this point. ]

I'll only move a little, it's too hot not too.

Jeez, I'm sorry, your Majesty.

[ He said please and he's being polite, but she can't help but roll her eyes at him, anyway. He's so needy... And if he's so needy, well, she may as well give him what he wants, right?

Her hold of him becomes more firm, stroking a little harder and with fervour before she places her lips back on him again, tongue swirling around his tip before she takes more of him. She starts again, but follows a steady pace that gets faster, instead of going slow at first. She's warmed up enough, and he doesn't need to get warmed up either.

She doesn't even know what's going on with the movie now, but she can hear some moans. Unsure if it's actual people doing so, or the actors in the movie. Whatever it is, hopefully they're having fun. ]

[ It's her fault he's so needy, and he does make a soft whine as she teases him. It's also her fault that he's cranked his head back as she takes him back into her mouth, huffing silent moans as he does. Whatever is happening on the screen is lost to him, though the noises of indecency do have a marginal effect.

He's so hard it hurts, and her mouth and hand are the only salve for it, the way she squeezes and pumps him with her dainty little hand, the way she so eagerly bobs her head and takes so much of him into her mouth and is clearly enjoying it.

He manages to open just one eye, just so he can gaze down at her, watch her quickly bob her head and suck on him. Even still, he keeps his word, only moving himself the barest of centimeters into her mouth.

Maybe he was lying a little, when he said he was about halfway. Or maybe she just has this effect on him.]

[ He's fun to tease some times, but his own sense of humour can be so misaligned with her own that humour just goes out the window with him. Still, Weiss does like him. He's fun to be with and surprisingly easy to talk to. While there's a lot she's yet to learn of him and vice-versa, he'll find that Weiss will stick by him even through tough times.

While she can't tell just how good he's feeling from all this, she does find his whining to be absolutely adorable. It's why once she's found a nice and quick pace that she can manage, when it feels like he's throbbing in her mouth as he's sent closer to the edge, she slows down.

Slows down to the point of stopping. She gives his head an open-mouthed kiss accompanied by a nice little moan from her end before she pulls away and rests her jaw. Her hand stays on his cock though, and she looks up at him as if she has no idea what she just did. ]

More?

[ Ah, she's so innocent. Of course she is. Why wouldn't she be? ]

pHer mouth is so hot, so wet and so good that he's throbbing with every bob of her head, every smooth motion and noise she makes sending pleasurable little jolts into his gut as he gets closer and closer to his release.

And... Just as he's on the cusp of it, she slows. He blinks at her, eyes blown wide in the darkness, incredulous as she stops. She actually stops, asks him if he wants more, when he's throbbing and needing and oh so close that he thinks he's about to go insane.

She's insane. She's stopped, and she's insane and he's so hard and wanting that he makes several noises, several starts to say something, all of them a squeaky, desperate cracking noise in the end. So he's left with no other option than to nod desperately. chest heaving with every breath he takes as he watches her, stares at her, completely enraptured and disbelieving that she would stop in the first place.

Later, part of him might wonder if it's not payback for how he'd stopped with her that first day.]

[ His face must be a lot prettier to look at if the lights weren't so dim. Kazuya doesn't look too bad to begin with, though he could afford a bit of muscle on him. Alas, she lets her imagination feed her for now.

He didn't answer, though, so she strokes him. Once. Runs her hand that's wet with his pre and her saliva up to the bell of his cock, and back down. She leans in closer, her head resting on his thigh, lips just mere inches away from where he wants them to be. ]

Did you say something? I couldn't hear you.

[There's no way he can help the way his hips jump with the singular stroke she gives him, and he makes a noise like a deflating balloon when it doesn't continue, because at this moment he's so delirious that her hand would do wonders too. In fact, it's just enough to keep him in this state.

A state where he wants to grab her by the face, force her down on him, force her to continue using her mouth to get him off.

Again, Kazuya tries to get words out. Again, he fails, all starts continuing to end in needy, desperate noises, and he nods even harder, arches his hips towards her like that might get the point across better than his words could.

On the screen, there's the sounds of more moans, of the sound of skin meeting skin, wet and messy, and the sounds from it are not helping.]

[ She's obviously doing this on purpose, since that first time she stopped and he asked her for more. But now he's not using his words. . . is he really that desperate?

So she'll give him more, just a little bit. Yet another fervent stroke, accompanied by a heated sigh on her end. She's practically resting her head on his thigh now as she takes her time, ever so slowly giving him a handjob.

A major downgrade from how she was just blowing him earlier on, but she wants to hear him whine a little more. ]

[It's something. She's giving him something now, something to take the edge off the intense need he feels, and while he keeps rutting his hips into her hand, he sighs, audibly now, in relief.

It's not her mouth, it's not nearly as good as her mouth, but it's something, and he'll take it as his head hits the plush cushion of the seat and he inhales sharply. If he touches her, if he so much as puts a single finger on her, he knows without a doubt it'll lead into a grab, something far more forceful, and so he doesn't.]

Weiss...

[He says, very quietly, barely a desperate whisper of her name. He may have found his words, but his thoughts are, for the moment, all her.]

[ It'll probably best not to rile him up too much, else he might actually get mad at her later on. That wouldn't make for a very harmonious relationship, and she doesn't want to actually get on his nerves despite his teasing. So enough is enough, she's had her fun. ]

Sorry. Too much?

[ She pulls away so he can settle between his legs proper once more, her small hand keeping at it. Whether or not he can answer verbally though, she hopes he'll accept her apology as she closes her eyes and takes him in again.

Even though she'd changed the pace, stopping him from cumming right before he did, and then stroking him slowly, she brings him there to that same rush once more. She isn't even being careful about it anymore, her own moans mixed with the wet noises her mouth makes as she blows him.

If the others could hear, well... hopefully they just don't disturb them. ]

[ The noise he makes starts loud. Exceptionally loud as her mouth is back on him, and he only barely just manages to slap his hands against his mouth to muffle it, to bring it down to a more correct level for getting blown somewhere public.

His cock twitches, and he shifts uncomfortably in his seat as she descends on him with the previous fervor all too quickly. He'd been just on the cusp before, and this, the sudden molten heat and wet pleasure around him has an immediate effect. One he struggles to warn her about. ]

Comming...

[ It's another whine still desperate as he tries to hold himself back just long enough for her to do... whatever it is she needs to prepare. Unfortunately, she only has about five seconds.]

[ It's a little difficult to remember what it was like when she last did this to him. While she said she'd catch him when he finishes, she's back to being a blank slate in not knowing what to expect.

It comes in what seems like spurts, his taste getting thicker and thicker on her tongue that she takes less of him with her mouth and uses her hand instead to compensate for it. It's what prepares her, so to speak, for when he does cum, spurring him to do so even more as she pumps him until he's dry.

As for her? She'd rather not let the taste stay on her mouth for long. This time, she catches all of it in her mouth, testing her own self-control in not pulling away the moment she gets to taste his seed. By the time she's pulled away from him, a bit of white dribbles down the corner of her lip, but he'd hear a noise as she swallows, followed by some coughing. ]

[ His chest heaves, shoulders rising and falling rapidly to catch the breath he doesn't even actually need. He feels... Pleasant, hazy again, and he cracks an eye open to look at her as he hears her swallow, hears her cough and sputter a little.

Now that he's not absolutely feral with need, he reaches for her so he can pull her up into his lap and kiss her, kiss away his taste.

It seems like whatever annoyance he may have had at her for being forcefully edged has been forgiven. Especially considering how nice it was, to finish in the heat of her mouth like that.]

[ She'd protest about how he probably shouldn't kiss her now, after all that, but she can't find it in herself to.

She can't tell it herself, but it would seem the pretzels she so happily snacked on have more of an effect on her than she thinks. At this point, there's still a part of her that's wanting, whether it's his affection or something more, she doesn't care.

It's why she lets him pull her up, her small and dainty self purchased on his lap as she looks around to see if they did end up attracting an audience. Fortunately for them? They didn't, but it deosn't really matter when he moves to kiss her, anyway.

She melts instantly, giving into this feeling of closeness again as if she didn't just didn't give him a blowjob earlier. ]

[ It's his affection she gets, and he eagerly kisses her, kisses himself off of her lips with not a single complaint as he loops his arms lazily around her waist.

Should he have maybe at the least tucked himself back into his pants before pulling her up onto his lap? Maybe, but the pressure and heat of her is actually still pretty nice, especially so close to her core.

A small shiver runs through him at the thought. Maybe... Maybe she'd let him have her still, by the time they get back to her room.]

You're beautiful.

You can barely see me.

[ Right now, anyway. It's why she thinks he's being absolutely silly right now despite saying such sweet words. They aren't unwelcome, though. He can compliment her all he likes. In fact, she likes it when he does.

She's happily perched on him like this, a hand on his chest as she rubs her palm up and down in slow, idle strokes. ]

So, what did I miss in the movie?

Actually, I can see you pretty well.

[ Just a little perk from being a demon! It's not dark enough to tell, but in her room? In the absolute dark? His eyes definitely have that cat-like glow to them.

It doesn't matter here, though, and he presses soft little kisses against her. ]

Nothing of value. It was mostly sex.

[... He assumes. But then again, the mvoie has been pretty vapid so far anyway.]

What? You should have said so sooner.

[ Who knew he had night vision... or something. Why does it feel like demons have so many buffs... ]

Pfft- [ That much was obvious, but somehow, she was thinking he'd make up some story just to cover up for the time she wasn't paying attention. It gets her to laugh, covering her mouth with her hand as she usually does. ] Are we staying until the end of it?

[ Now in his defense hes the king and holder of god like powers. Of course he has something as simple as night vision.

~~catboy coded~~ ]

I can think of somewhere else I'd much rather be, than here watching this movie.

[ The With You, In Your Room is heavily implied. ]

[ She figured. At least he's honest. ]

I don't think anyone would care if we left.

[ In fact, she'll push herself up, carefully removing his hands from her waist. Her knees are a little wobbly, but this isn't the worst she's experienced. And with her already up, she dusts of her skirt as well. ]

[ Damn... are they really going to walk? Kazuya frowns a little, though still sets about dutifully tucking himself back into his pants. ]

Well, I was going to comfortably put us onto your bed, but if you want to waste the time walking...

[ How the hell is he still so turned on? He just came, and she's still all he can really think about. ]

Oh, right.

[ ... Okay. She forgot. Please excuse her, Kazuya, she isn't used to this yet. ]

No, no, let's just poof and teleport, or whatever.

[ Is she supposed to sit back down on his lap? She'll wait for him to grab her or something if he needs to hold her for it. ]

[ Yeah, he does in fact need to hold onto her to get them both into her room. Which he does by standing himself, amd reaching out to put a hand on her shoulder. It's less intimate than how they'd been sitting, but it gets the job done, in that in a blink they're back in Weiss' room.

And Kazuya will be all over her the moment they're there, the hand on her shoulder moving downward to already start unzipping her dress.,, a step closing the distance enough that he's basically pressed against her.]

Much better.

[ It's still going to take some time getting used to teleporting, so she does look a bit disoriented for a second or two.

Kazuya doesn't give Weiss any time to adapt to her surroundings though and is already on her, unzipping her dress. It's so easy to get it off after that as it fans out in front of her. All she has to do is free her arms from the sleeves he can either pull it off her or pull it down. ]

You're not going to take breaks?!

[ She's not judging, mind. But she didn't think he was still horny after that. Somehow? She thought she'd have to work him up some again. ]

[ Actually, her surprise gets him to stop, and blink at her as he awkwardly holds her dress up to help her from becoming entirely indecent.

... How to explain...? ]

Actually, I'm still...

[ Hard. Not that Weiss didn't do a good job, or anything, that much should be obvious because she did have him squirming, had him whining and like putty in her hands as he came.

Kazuya makes a noncommittal gesture with his head awkwardly. He didn't actually do his pants back up, but he is still straining at the front of his boxers still.]

Hard? Did you want a break?

[ Unlike him, she does not have night vision... ]

No, I just thought you might want some time.

[ But if he's still hard, then she may as well take advantage of it. And just in her panties now after she lifts her arms, she tugs on his hand to walk towards the bed. ]

Pants off and sit.

[ Because she has been wet and wanting since that makeout scene in the movies. While she's let him take the lead as they fumbled through things together, Weiss at least wants to try something new this time. ]

[ Kazuya, ever obedient to her, does as he's told, dropping his pants and boxers, which is... far less embarrassing now that it's been in the past. He's adjusted pretty fast to this place, though maybe that's not entirely surprising considering he is a demon.

So he sits dutifully, still obviously aroused as he sits on the edge of the bed. It's sort of the same position they had in the theater. Is she going to give him another blowjob? ]

I was going to return what you did to me.

[ Just so she knows he's not selfish, that he absolutely remembers what he said! ]

[ She's grown comfortable in Kazuya's presence that she doesn't really mind him seeing her naked almost all the time now. That she doesn't turn into some blushing and flustered maiden says a lot, but that may also be because she's as horny as he is, and she hasn't come yet.

She's about to bend down and take her panties off when he talks about returning the favour. ]

Oh, like... with your mouth? [ Okay, now she's a blushing and flustered maiden.

Is it bad that she wants that? ] I wanted to try something, but... you can go ahead, then.

Yeah, I...

[ Really enjoyed it, last time he'd gone down on her. Enjoyed how she tasted and sounded as he'd pressed his tongue inside her and lapped up all traces of her essence.

But then, she says she wants to try something, and he's not opposed to that either, a curiousity kindled in him now. ]

We can do what you want. I don't mind trying something, and it's not like I can't... use my mouth on you later.

[ At this point he's just assuming a "later" will happen. ]

It's- It's fine! I'm not in a rush.

[ By the end of either, she'd still be having an orgasm, after all.

Though now it feels a little awkward, she takes a seat next to Kazuya. He's naked and she's got her panties on, still. Is it unusual to talk about sex and things you want to do together with a friend? Maybe. It's why she sounds nervous all of a sudden, even if she won't back down from it. ]

I just... wanted to see what it would be like. That girl in the movie earlier was, um, riding the guy.

[ Don't laugh at her, Kazuya. She's curious how different it would feel and if she'd like it!! She presses her legs together thinking about it again. ]

If we did that first and you used your mouth on me, Iiii don't think that would be good for you.

[ He might just taste him the whole time?? ]

[ Oh. She wants to be on top of him? But then she continues on, about how it might not be good for him if he were to use his mouth on her after that.

Honestly though... ]

Actually... I don't think I'd mind? Using my mouth on you after.

[ Maybe it's a weird thing to admit. Maybe, considering he flushes a little red as he thinks about it, squirms a little. ]

If you're alright with it, anyway.

[ What would she taste like, intermingled with himself? ]

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[ That does sound like a pretty weird thing to admit. She'll... respect him, though. And much she wants to give that a chance?

The fact that he said he was going to eat her out means that is the top priority now. It's really such a great feeling. He's more than welcome to keep eating her out whenever he pleases, too. Just thinking about it now is getting her wet again.

So she places a hand on the shoulder farthest from her, urging him to look at her as she stands up so she can kneel on the bed next to him. ]

Maybe next time? I... kind of want your tongue in me now.

[ Maybe next time.

He can live with that. Especially as she urges him to look at her, kneeling in the bed. Weiss really is pretty, and he'll nod along to her words and crack a little bit of an awkward smile as he speaks, a bit ofred colouring his cheeks. ]

You could still... ride me? It'd just be my mouth, if I lay back.

[ She could position herself over him on the bed, force him to eat her out. It's a bit of a weird thing to ask for, or offerin this case, but hey, at least they're communicating things they'd be comfortable with trying. ]

[ So, Weiss has no idea how that might work. She's trying to imagine it, but... ]

I can't put my weight on you, if that's the case, right?

[ Is she imagining things correctly? She almost wants to look up what Kazuya is talking about via the Watch, but she'll listen to what he means, first. ]

Not entirely, no.

[ He doesn't need to breathe, but it'd sitt be uncomfortable to actually sit on someone's face, he thinks. ]

Kneeling over me might be the most comfortable way to do it.

Um...

[ Okay, it's obvious she's never considered the idea before and she's a little nervous. But they're fine with trying things out together, so it should be okay...? ]

Sure, I think? Should you lay down, or something?

Yeah.

[ She's not the only one who's a little nervous, though admittedly part of him is also a little excited too? It's new. It seems like they're always trying new things together, and it's kind of a relief.

He scoots back, grabs her pillows so he can rest on them and not be too much lower, enough so it's not... as awkward as it feels. ]

... I think this is all I need to do? So... whenever you're ready?

[ Kazuya's a lot more calm than she is, but she doesn't really know what he's thinking. ]

Right. If... there's anything I should do, just tell me, alright?

[ Weiss honestly feels comfortable enough around him to try things out, but there's still something nerve-wracking about this, when it's new. But she does push herself up on her knees to take her panties off. A thin sheen of her wetness coats the inner lining of it, and once it's off to the side, she. . . crawls on over to where Kazuya is, kind of hovering at his side first. ]

I'm a little nervous.

[ But she does finally swing her leg over, positioning herself close to his face, her hands holding onto the headrest of the bed. ]

Um... are you ready?

[ Because if he is, she'll lower herself down on him. ]

Ready.

[ And he'll help, bracing her his with his hands as she descends on him. He's not really sure what to expect himself, but it's nothing like what he thought it would be.

It's hot, yes. With both of her knees on either side of his head, and the warmth above him too. It's all encompassing. Before, when he'd gone down on her, there was reprieve in the way he could pull away from her, catch himself. He can't do that like this.

He leans up, just that little bit, and slowly starts licking up her juices that have accumulated on the outside of her, and even groans softly as he does. It's exactly like he remembers, the taste of her hot on his tongue, just as delicious and slick as it was last time.

He gives her thighs a gentle squeeze. ]

[ Weiss is at that stage where she doesn't truly know what to expect. She's learned that she likes it when people use their mouth on her, to make her cum, but she's never done anything like this before.

She's already missing seeing him and having a hand in his hair, but it feels like something she can fix later on once she's more used to this. If she can lean back, have her palms on the bed, then it will probably work out and she could see him.

As it is though, she tries to relax despite the new position. Kazuya's hands on her thighs helps in that familiarity, because his warmth has become so familiar and so comforting to her. He might feel a bit more of her weight on him as she gets comfy. She lets out a barely audible groan when he feels his tongue on her, and the more he has a taste, the more he'd actually have of it. ]

[ Her weight is really nothing, and he hopes that the feeling of her sinking further onto him means she's enjoying it, what he's doing for her.

He's certainly enjoying it, even if he can't quite hear the groan she gives because her legs are around his head, muffling his hearing.

If he wants to hear anything, he's going to have to put more work in, lick against her harder, and so he does. The flat of his tongue cleans the taste of her readily from the outside before he presses a little harder, parts her lips with the tip of his tongue to eagerly lap at the juices she's so eager to give him.

He'll tease at her clit too, just barely stroking against it with the tip of his tongue, give her thighs another squeeze, and rub his thumbs against her in small circles. ]

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[ If Kazuya is intent on getting Weiss to make louder noise, they're fortunate that the walls on her floor aren't so thin that others might be able to hear. If they pressed their ears to the wall, then yes. But any noise accidentally seeping through does not seem likely.

He does get the reaction he wants out of her, though. A louder cry, her saying his name, and squeezing her thighs together. The more into it he seems, the easier it becomes for her to relax into this and stop feeling nervous. If he wants to make her feel good, then she'll allow him. ]

Oh, god— [ They've only just started, but memories of how he's made her feel good when he went down on her are prominent in her thoughts. She's holding onto what he made her feel before, thinking about it even now as she rolls her hips. She even becomes braver and lets go of the headboard with one hand, cupping her breast and squeezing it too. ]

[ It's that cry, that one singular cry that pierces his skull and makes him... Not rude, not bitey, but more aggressive in how he works his tongue. Logically, Kazuya knows that the phrase is definitely one used in the throws of pleasure, that it means he's doing a good thing, but...

He doesn't want her to say it like that, wants her to only cry out his name, not any sort of divinity that she definitely doesn't know about, because she's not even from a remotely similar universe.

The hands on her thighs give another squeeze, helping her to rock against his mouth. If he wants her focus to be on him, for her to cry his name again and only his name, he needs to do better.

Kazuya relaxes his jaw a bit, licks against her core harder and teases penetration with his tongue shallowly as she coats his face in her juices. ]

[ Weiss is completely unaware of how he's feeling, what he's thinking, and that he takes issue to the way she expresses herself.

If she knew that that riled him up, she would likely say it from time to time just to get a reaction out of him.

Right now though, he's become a bit more into what he's doing. It feels like a much better position like this too, because she can feel the warmth and wetness of his mouth completely. It doesn't feel too awkward anymore, although she has to put a lot more of her weight on her legs so she doesn't fall over.

Her thighs twitch, and she lets out a shudder. With how worked up she's become just from sucking him off at the theatre earlier, it feels as if she's already riding that high. ]

Kazuya, more... [ Taste more of her, suck on her clit, right there. She grinds against his face as she continues to touch herself, rubbing her thumb against her hardened nipple pretending it's him touching her. ]

[ That's better, that's his name she sings, pleads with in her voice filled with need all for him, and doesn't she deserve a reward for that? Weiss doesn't even know what she's done, won't realize why he listens to her request so nicely. To do more, to alternate between pressing his tongue inside her deeply and sucking on her clit roughly, eagerly, and hum against it.

She's so wet, so incredibly into this that it feels like the suggestion was a good idea, that they'll probably do this again, like this. Though he can't quite see her face, which is a shame. Can't see the expressions that she makes as she tenses around his tongue or rocks herself against his face.

Probably the only real downside of this. ]

[ Weiss would even be cursing now if she were the type to. Alas, it's just his name she keep saying over and over in between moans, in between laboured breaths, and it stays that way until it feels like she can no longer say anything coherent.

She's going to come from just him sucking on and flicking his tongue against her clit. It's so sensitive, throbbing and swollen, that her thighs keep twitching every so often as she feels waves of immense pleasure hit her bit by bit.

There's still a bit of her that's reserved though, conscious of her surroundings and what's going on. Much as she wants to completely rest her weight on his face, she doesn't want him to become uncomfortable or to get smothered. He doesn't even need to breathe anymore, but the thought is there. A thought that becomes less and less of a priority as seconds pass, as it feels like there's something building up in her stomach that she rides his face with more fervour now. ]

[ Another squeeze to her thighs, pulling her lightly, encouraging her to rest her weight more fully on him, then. She's twitching, whether from pleasure or being uncomfortable or both, he thinks he can handle it now. It'd seemed like it would have maybe been a little awkward before this, but he's confident now.

Especially with how much she's encouraging him, from her juices that flow like a fountain to the way she moans, rocks against him and chases her pleasure on his tongue. He groans against her again as he licks. If she's more eager to ride his face now, then he'll help give her what she wants so badly.

He couldn't dream of pulling away from her like this, of teasing her on the edge like she'd done to him. She simply tastes too good, sinply gives him so much to drink and lap up that it feels endless, and he's more than happy to partake. He'll even wrap his lips around her swollen clit and suck hard, toying with it with his tongue as he does in an attempt to really make her cry out, to give him more of what he wants. ]

[ Weiss would be very upset if he stopped just to tease her, which would also be very hypocritical of her considering what she did to him at the theatre. She might not even let him stop even if he wanted to when this all feels too addictive. How can she not want anything more but his tongue on her, flicking at her clit, or his lips around it sucking on it. How can she not want anything else but his hands on his thighs now, holding onto her both to keep her upright and also to keep her legs apart.

The way she calls out to him now is desperate and far too needy as she chases the peak of her own pleasure. When he sucks on her hard, tears start forming on the corner of her eyes as her cries fill the room. There's passion in the way she calls for him over and over, almost as if lovers shared this room and not— whatever this circumstance is. And Weiss might actually want to cuddle up once she's back in bed, which would be a bit more intimate for someone who's just operating on a contract. Well, it's not a big deal when they share a bed whenever they're both around, anyway... ]

Close, I'm close, I'm—

[ Just a little more, Kazuya. She thinks he's doing great, and she thinks he's amazing for even wanting this, because even though she was nervous at first, she definitely wants to do this again. Her worries of smothering him are out the window now that she's put her needs at the forefront, and she grinds against him a little faster, her entire lower body trembling, breathing so heavy.

Then it all stops, and she lets out such a relieved sigh moments later, mewling in pleasure as her orgasm hits her. She doesn't belt out any high notes, her satisfaction manifesting instead in how zen she feels at this time. ]

[It's his name she cries out, his name she chants like a prayer and says needily, desperately, filling his head and reverberating in his skull with every passionate cry she makes, every movement of her body against him, the way she's so hungry for what he can offer, what he can provide.

It fills his head, his body with a need for her in turn. The urge is there again, reminiscent of the first time they'd done this. That same urge and desire to mark and claim her as his, to own her wholly and completely, more than just on a physical level. Kazuya wants her, wants everything about her, doesn't want anyone else laying a hand on her without his permission.

It's the urge that drives him to continue sucking on her as she cums and this time he can tell, in the way that she stills, the sounds she makes that stoke the fire in him harder, the way there's more wetness and slickness against his face. He stops suckling on her a few seconds later, instead moving his tongue against her in slow, broad strokes to continue to taste her, to work her down from her high gently, though the fact he's still gripping onto her thighs means she won't be going anywhere any time soon.

If given the chance, he'll all too eagerly work her up again with his tongue, greedily take more of her ambrosia for himself.]

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[ She's a flushed mess as her body grows limp, her hand isn't gripping the headboard anymore but is flat against it just to keep her steady. It's a miracle she's still sitting up, really. Any more stimulation on her clit and she might just fall over on him, which... might just hurt. She's keeping herself together as much as she can, gathering her calm back as she catches her breath. ]

Kazuya... [ His tongue is still on her, she can still feel it, vaguely. Her wetness acts like a salve to him, but with so much of it, it would take some rougher motions to consume all of it and have his tongue meet her skin again. If anything, it gives her some reprieve, especially if he's being greedy and wants even more of it now.

The hand on her chest drops to reach for his head, weaving her fingers through what she can of it from where he's laying between her legs. ]

Are- Are you okay?

[ He probably is, but she wants to make sure, anyway. She should have checked on him a while ago, but she got lost all too quickly to her own lust. ]

[ He gives a small noises of confirmation, a single, hard lick to her core as she asks if he's fine. Hes more than fine, hot, bothered by a bone deep arousal that has the head of his cock a needy, angry red, but so long as she's over him like this, hes very, very content to be greedy and consume everything.

The hand in his hair makes him groan against her again. It's nice, her petting him likes this. Like everything else, it's just more encouragement to keep lapping his tongue against her.

... Maybe he'll leave some bruises on her pretty pale thighs again, when he's done here. Whenever that may be.]

Hey...

[ The noise of confirmation should really be enough, but it doesn't seem like he's done just yet. This should be a good thing, given how she can be so selfish, but if he doesn't give her a break, she might actually go crazy. Her hand very so softly rubs his head. ]

Just five seconds, please.

[ That definitely won't be enough. It feels like she's getting more and more lightheaded by the second. ]

[ Just five seconds, she says. Five seconds without his tongue on her, without the taste of her in his mouth, and to top it all off, he's still so wanting himself.

But she's asked so sweetly, so he'll retract his tongue for the moment, turning his head instead to nuzzle and kiss at her left thigh. ]

You're asking a lot of me right now, you know.

[ He sounds breathy himself, but he doesn't gulp down air to try and soothe his lungs. In fact, his breathing is surprisingly measured, despite how long he's gone without air. ]

You just taste so good, it's hard to stop. I just want more of you.

[ Another kiss to her thigh, and it's been longer than the five seconds she's asked for. ]

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[ The moment of reprieve helps, but it comes in an instant and goes all too quickly. What he says doesn't help either, because how can she calm down when he says something like that? She's already way too turned on. She can't get any wetter, and yet. ]

My knees are going to give up on me...

[ Given their contract, she can't exactly tell him no if he wants and needs more. There's a small part of her that despite how flustered she is, she finds his behaviour pretty cute.

She's always wanted to be that— wanted. ]

Put me down, please?

[There's a noise of reluctance that comes next, a marginal tightening of his grip on her before he relents amd lets go, letting his hands fall down to his sides. He can't exactly keep her there if she's not comfortable, after all. ]

Lay back and let me keep going?

[ He asks, only once she's moved off him. It'll be pretty evident of just how wanting he still is, if not from his words utterly dripping with the desire to continue, then the way he's so hard.]

[ She is sorry, Kazuya...

Though it might be good to pick up on the fact that she doesn't have a lot of endurance to begin with gasdkgds

She does move though, finally, swing her leg to the other side and resting her back on the pillow as she sits in bed. She could lay down already, but she can't be assed... ]

This should be okay.

[ How unfortunate is it then, that she's gone and contracted herself to a demon with an incredible amount of endurance? And one who is keen to keep pleasing her at that.

Which is why when she settles, he moves himself, settling between her legs like he belongs there, kisses her navel as he works his way back down to where he'd been moments prior.

He's also idly stroking himself as well, just for a bit of relief, something to take the edge off. ]

[ It's more time for her to recover, but not really much time at all. Still, she tries to relax now that her back is against something soft. For someone who's really only had one round though, she looks absolutely flushed already. The redness of her face a huge contrast to her pale skin. ]

Aren't you going to— [ Despite her shame, she can't finish that sentence. She's asking if he's going to put it in, or if he's going to continue eating her out. To her, either is fine when she gets to climax either way, but he must be so hard right now... ]

No condom.

[ He says offhandedly, kissing against her thigh. He seems to have caught on to what she was going to say, at the very least. And... is thinking responsibly for a change. Yes, they know that nothing is going to happen, but it does still feel like the responsible thing to say, unless she wants otherwise.

Though... there's definitely some stashed in this room from the misadventure last time. There's probably a couple in the bedside table, even.]

[ Ah... today is the day, it seems. Kazuya will fuck someone raw again and will be spoiled for the rest of his life. ]

It's- It's okay.

[ Even if they do have some stashed here... It's okay if he puts it in without one. ]

[ He stops then as she says that, lips still pressed against her inner thigh. He's giving her a look, one that asks Really? and who could blame him, considering the previous catastrophe.

He stops stroking himself, bringing his hand to her core to feel and touch her. No condom is one thing, but he also very much remembers how uncomfortable she had been when he'd first put himself inside her, how tightly she'd gripped him. And while it had felt pretty good, he's at least got enough of his mind to wonder if maybe a little prep with his hand might help ease her into it more. ]

[ His reaction isn't unwarranted, but there has been some things that happened in between since the first time they did this. And admittedly, that feeling of fullness and warmth was... nice.

A mess to clean up, but it wasn't all that bad. So he'll rest easy knowing he won't get yelled at if he did finish inside her tonight. ]

Don't- Don't get used to it...

[ Just in case he thinks he can get away with it every time and all!!! She might look vulnerable now, but the spirit of tsun is alive and well inside of her, even if her expression starts to crumble as he touches her again. ]

[Well. That's settled then, and there's a little relief as she confirms it again, that he can have her without a condom. It'd felt so good last time, how was he ever supposed to be content with wearing one while fucking her now?

He sucks a bruise into her inner thigh as he slowly slips a finger inside her, teasing, testing to see just how tight she is, if she still is, after she's cum once.]

I'll be sure to have one handy in case of next time, then.

[ With how wet he's made her, entrance would be a little too easy. She accepts him in without much resistance, but it still does get her to look away as she lets out a soft groan. ]

I'm pretty sure you have some around here...

[ Or Akechi left some, who knows. But it is as she said though, she can fuck her without one. It's fine. She's allowing him to. He's indulged her enough with letting her suck him earlier in the theatre, anyway. ]

[ If one is easy, then he'll switch to two as he continues to slowly rock his hand into her. ]

I think you're right... Hey, look at me? While I'm doing this?

[ He wants to see her, wants to see the cute expressions she makes as he fucks her on his fingers, preps her for something larger. A third finger is added however soon it feels she can take it, and something, someone, tells him to crook his fingers a certain way, at a certain spot if he wants to see something good.

So of course, he obliges that voice, so long as it's good for Weiss. ]

[ Kazuya tells her to look at him, and being an obedient and good girl, she does just that. For a good second anyway, until she gets flustered beyond belief and realises that she can't maintain eye contact like this for long. It's quite a tall order to do just that for Weiss.

He doesn't get a verbal response or an acknowledgment. Nor does he get an apology. Instead, she shakes her head a couple of times, unable to look at him as he fucks her with his hand. ]

Ah— [ She can take it. For sure, she can. She accepts him so readily and it doesn't hurt when he brings that third finger in. It only stretches her further, making her eager for what could be more later on. Soon. ]

[ Hm. He was hoping he'd be able to watch her make various expressions, but she's gone and turned her head again, shakes it like she's telling him no, that she can't.

Well, if that's the case, then he'll have to work harder to work noises from her mouth so he can picture the expression she makes.

He moves his hand a little harder, a little more roughly as he leans in and presses sweet kisses to her navel. A little more, he wants to hear her cry out, maybe beg a little if he can find a particularly good spot inside her.]

Kazuya, I thought you were going to...

[ She's started to get sweaty just from this. It's barely any exercise, but she's been feeling so hot despite how she's practically naked. Her eyes open ever so briefly to flicker and look at him towards the end of her sentence. While she doesn't finish it with her words, he must know what she means with the way her walls tighten around his fingers. How ready she is, and how she wants him inside her.

Of course, riding his face earlier was an absolute thrill. If they talked about it later on, she'd tell him, but there's still something so different about the feeling of fullness from actually being penetrated. And not just by his hand. ]

I will. [He promises, voice a little breathy as he feels her need for him in the way she tightens around his fingers, practically begging for him with her body.

But he's determined, if only because if he can't find what he's looking for, then he's sure that he'll never hear the end of it from the other demons.]

I'm just trying to find something... It'll be really good for you if I do.

[But he has no experience, and he's desperately in need of her himself. To the point they're going to need to change the sheets with the needy smears of pre against them is any indication.]

[ "Find something", he says... Weiss takes offence to that! And she pouts at him for wording things that way.

Weiss can't kiss him like this, so she cups his cheek, slides her hand down a little so she can get him to tilt his head up and look at her by tapping on his chin. ]

Well, at least keep me busy while you're doing it.

[ It does feel good, and no doubt she's getting his fingers so soaked like this. She lets out a soft whimper as her hips roll and follow his hand's movements, and were he more aggressive, he'd likely make her come again, soon. But she is also wanting for more, any longer and she might just get impatient. ]

[ Wow, all he wants is to make her feel good, exceptionally so, and she's giving him a little sass...

He'll tilt his head then, enough to catch her one of her fingers in his mouth and suck on it, tease it with his tongue. She wanted to be kept busy, and he hopes this suffices.

And he'll put more effort into stroking her inner walls, to try and find that soft, spongey spot that has to be inside her so he can hear her really cry out... Or at least be louder. More unashamed.

Even if she's already soaked his hand at this point. ]

[ She'd meant she wanted to kiss him, but her words weren't exactly direct, were they?

Her fingers have never been given this sort of attention before, but it gets her to shudder nonetheless. A soft whimper, just as her pussy tightens around his own fingers. When he does curl his fingers, finds that right spot, he'd be met with an even louder whimper that breaks out into a cry.

Her own fingers curl ever so slightly. For a brief moment, she'd closed her eyes, but she tries to look at him again now. ]

Kazuya- [ What the hell. It's different like this, and much as she wants his cock inside her now, she finds this to be just as exciting. ] What are you doing? Gods—

[ She's starting not to be able to think straight again. ]

[ The effect is immediate when she says that, when she says gods, instead of further chanting his name: he nips the tips of her fingers. A little roughly but he soothes the area with his tongue shortly after, and speaks around them. ]

I take it I found it?

[ The sense of almost giddiness that comes over him makes that previous transgression forgotten, and he'll angle his hand differently, stroking that spot over and over again with each inward motion. She's so slick, so wet that his hand easily glides against her. ]

Ah- [ He's being so aggressive. Playful? Weiss doesn't know what to think, but finds that how he's into this is nice. Is this still because of what they ate, or is this genuinely Kazuya?

Weiss probably won't be able to know for sure until another time. Maybe when they haven't eaten anything recently... Not that it matters now when he's preoccupied with something else. So is Weiss, for that matter. ]

You don't have to sound so proud... [ She rocks her hips against his hand now, becoming more and more breathless by the second. The more she feels him bump against something so deep and so sensitive, the more her body reacts to him in turn, throbbing against his touch. ]

[ He chuckles around her fingers at her admonishment, still clearly and very proud about his discovery, even if it had taken a little longer than he'd have liked to find it.

Well, he's still learning. It makes sense that even if he has a little help it'll still take him a bit to figure things out.

Now he has to decide though, does he want to keep fucking her on his hand? Or give into his own needs? Take her up on her offer to let him have her with no barrier? The noises she makes, the way she moves is encouraging either way, and there is a desperation in him as well.

He nips her fingers again, sucking gently on them after, if only because she seemed to like that. Or maybe it was mostly what he was doing with his hand, and it was just him who liked it. ]

[ Weiss likes it when attention is given to her. Much as she likes to give, to receive praises for how she can pleasure someone, there's something about being spoiled and being cared for that is absolutely exhilarating. It might manifest in more ways in the future, when she discovers more about herself, as well. Save for the biting when they first met and when they first had sex and he came inside her, Weiss. . . likes the way Kazuya treats her, makes her feel like she's desirable, and he's insatiable because of her.

The nipping does get her to giggle. Giddy, like a school girl whose crush just said hi to her as they passed her by the hallway. There's a slight curl of her fingers as she slides it into his mouth a little more, and he'd find her mouth slightly agape as she watches him, her blue eyes glued to his face, his eyes, his cheeks, the way he takes her in... ]

Don't laugh at me, dummy.

[ Again, said without any weight to them. These are words of affection, not insult. How could she actually say anything bad about him as he fucks her like this, after eating her out earlier? ]

[Her words have the unfortunate effect of making him laugh a little more as he runs his tongue along the length of her fingers, sucks on them gently while taking care to guide them away from sharp teeth.

There is an unfortunate downside, to being so heavily turned on while being a demon, and that's that Weiss has no care for him doing more than these playful little nips when all he wants is to sink his teeth into her and suck the mark his teeth leave into her skin afterwards.

Maybe one day he can convince her? A very compelling argument will probably be needed...

Well, he needs to focus on this more. That's just a thought for later that will linger in his head. His hand quickens, a little more aggressive in the way he fucks her with it now, putting a little more pressure onto the spot he'd found. His decision is pretty clear, now. He intends to bring her to completion again like this, and then worry about himself. ]

[ Definitely no blood. Weiss can handle pain; she is a fighter, after all, but she trusts that Kazuya won't break his promise and their agreement that he won't ever be too rough on her that she actually gets injured for it. He really will need a very compelling argument to be able to get her to change her mind...

Or if it was a life or death situation.

At this time though, getting hurt is far from her thoughts. She can't think about it at all when it feels like she's being brought higher and higher, and it feels like she's going to come again. Weiss would be cursing now if she were the type to do so, but she instead bunches up the bedsheets next to her as she tries to hold on. This isn't quite like a life or death situation, but... he sure as hell is distracting her enough that she might not even notice if he bit her.

Or she would, but she also wouldn't care enough when ecstasy is being served to her on a silver platter. ]

Kazuya- Kazuya! [ She tries to squeeze her legs together to close them as an involuntary reaction. He'll feel her tremble, her walls clamping down his fingers as fast as a heartbeat. Any faster, any rougher, and she might end up so weak in the knees that she'd fall on her back on the bed ]

[ No, he wont bite her hard enough to draw blood, besides, her fingers on his mouth prove exciting enough to suck on and swirl his tongue around. Even more so as she shouts his name.

Making her fall back against the bed, weak in the knees, is in fact his goal, to bring her to such euphoria that he'll be all she can think about the next time someone does this for her. So he'll amp it up further, hard, smooth motions of his hand. As fast as he slick juices will allow. ]

I can't- I—

[ One loud moan that's almost like a whine is heard when she comes. It shouldn't be loud enough that people outside the hallway would hear, but someone who's got their ear pressed against the door would.

Eventually, her entire body just grows so weak that it's as if she loses all control of her limbs. She falls flat to the bed, her legs still spread, ankles and knees trembling so much. Drops of tears are on the corner of her eyes. Her breath is calm, but her heart is racing. If he ever says anything, she likely wouldn't be able to hear. All she can see is white, she can no longer hear anything, and it feels like she just got sent to the ocean, drifting aimlessly and just led by the waves. ]

[It's pretty clear when she comes, what with the way she near crumples against the bed, the way she trembles against it and his hand, which he gently removes as he moves to lean over her and kiss her gently on the cheek and jaw.]

Good?

[He questions, slowly rubbing at her outer thigh with his non-soaked hand. He's so desperate for her now, seeing her like this, having heard the whine she made when she came on his hand... But he also knows she's probably too sensitive for her to fuck her right now, that he needs to be patient and wait for her to come down a little from her high.]

Shh... No talking.

[ You're being way too loud, Kazuya... Even with him leaning over her, it feels as if he's such a looming presence. When he kisses her, it feels so hot and heavy despite how gentle he might have been. ]

Need... five minutes...

[... Five minutes is way too long. Especially since he's been so attentive and taking such good care of her, to the detriment of himself? But he also doesn't want to force her into anything, even if she'd offered to begin with.

He'll give her ten, fifteen seconds or so before he so very, very quietly asks:]

Can I at least put it in?

[He won't move, he promises!]

... Fine.

[ He's been so good to her, she really should be nicer in turn. It's why she doesn't even whine when he asks that, and instead gives herself a couple of seconds to think about it before giving in. ]

Just don't move too much.

[ Right away, anyway. But given what she's seen of him and his libido and self-control? She's not sure she trusts him to behave. Still, she'll allow him, anyway. ]

I won't.

[And he does, in fact, exhale a sigh of relief as she relents and allows him this. He moves carefully, knowing that she's oversensitive and not likely as receptive to his touch as he wants her to be in the moment, but that's fine. He can work her up towards it again!

So he's slow as he braces himself, adjusts her carefully so he can press himself inside, slowly. She's so hot and slick and he's so sensitive himself that he already feels like he's on the cusp of everything, but he holds on all the same, only making a few short, needy sounds as he presses himself all the way in, until their hips are flush.

Oh, what a mistake. He's trembling a little at the feeling, at the amount of restraint he has to force to not move until she tells him he can.]

[ Even if he's slow, she still finds it a bit too much. He enters her and it feels like she's getting bulldozed by a truck with how she can feel every inch that slips inside her.

She looks up at him once it feels like he's sheathed himself completely. The look on her face is almost pleading, telling him not to move just yet. He doesn't look like he's going to listen though. ]

Kazuya... don't move just yet.

I'm not, I'm not.

[ And as it turns out, despite what she thinks of him, he has fairly good self control! Even if his voice is a needy whine, even if it's almost excruciating in how he waits for her to tell him it's alright.

He even waits politely withou kissing or touching her with his hands despite how much he wants to, how overwhelming it is to have to sit and wait and bask in her hot heat around him and against him without doing anything about it. He even tries to steady his breath, so he doesn't jostle her as much.

He wants... to show her that he van very much be good, and to keep his word.]

[ Weiss takes a deep breath in, unintentionally squeezing him when she does. There really isn't much opportunity for her to actually recover at this rate when she can feel him inside her. The way he looks, already so anxious and antsy to do more isn't helping either. ]

Fine, just be slow about it at the start.

[ He can move, she means. Even if she does look away from him when she gives her approval, obviously embarrassed that she's letting him have his with her. ]

[He groans against her as she bears down on him, and it takes everything in him to not jerk himself against her in response, to not even so much as twitch until she gives the word.

And when she does, it's almost just as hard to maintain himself, to go slow as she requests. All he wants is to press her down into the bed harder, to move unrestrained and as fast and as hard as he wants, to have his way with her after waiting for so long, so patiently.

He presses kisses against her neck as he moves, leaving shuddering, hot breaths against her skin. She feels so good as he starts, and she'll feel his body quiver against her with how restrained he's being as he works his hips against hers.]

[ She told you to put it in earlier, but noooo, you had to let her sit on your face and then fingerfuck her. Now look who's tired now and can barely handle your dick, Kazuya... ]

What, you're not going to come right away, are you?

[ That gets a soft laugh out of her as she reaches up to brush his bangs to one side. Maybe if she's distracted, she won't succumb to how oversensitive she's become. It'll help her and him in the long run! ]

No... I have some self restraint.

[But damn if he doesn't lean into her hand as she brushes his bangs aside, if he doesn't nuzzle into it needily. To be fair though, she's very on point when she asks him that, with how tight it feels in his gut. She might have had two orgasms so far, but it still doesn't feel very fair to him if he just cums within the first few thrusts.

As oversensitive as she is, he still wants her to feel good, to enjoy this just as much as she did sitting on his face, as much as she did his hand.]

You feel so good though, it's hard to not want to give in and let go.

[ ... He doesn't have to say it like that. It flusters her beyond belief and she has to look away from him. ]

Jeez. You'd better not. I'm gonna ask you to wear a condom next time.

[ So make the most out of today, Kazuya!!! ]

I know. You want me to pull out, or...?

[Cum inside her. Which is what he wants, which is what her body seems to want from him with every movement he makes, slow and purposeful. It's enough to scratch the itch he feels, but not enough to give him what he wants and needs.

He's still waiting for her to tell him he can pick up the pace.]

[ See, he's asking again, giving her the option, when she thought what she wanted was pretty clear already. It wasn't. She only told him that he could have sex with her without a condom on. She didn't blatantly say that it was okay if he finished inside her.

And now that he's asking, she doesn't want to say it out loud. ]

Do I have to spell it out for you?

[ :T He really needs to start figuring things out on his own. It's why she doesn't directly answer him, and instead, grinds her hips against his in response. She's feeling a little better. He can move, he can do whatever he wants. ]

[ He almost, almost loses it then and there, as she grinds back against him. He's loud as she does it, a startled sounding groan escaping from him as his boduly quivers.

It's him who has to stay still in response for a second, breath coming heavy and fast as he pants... And then picks up the pace. No, she doesn't have to spell it out for him, not with how she'd just moved.

He very nearly thanks her for not exactly telling him in words, but in the movement of her body where he can finish before thinking better of it. That would be a little much, so instead he kisses her hard and hungry, one hand coming up to grope and rub at her breast. ]

[ She didn't think that would turn him on even more! This is a little more aggressive than he usually is, and while it's new, it's not completely unwelcome. It just takes her by surprise, is all, especially when he takes her breast in his hand and gives it a good and fervent squeeze.

Kazuya will hear her moan again as he kisses her, a songbird's melody. Gods, she just came and is recovering slowly, but it feels like that might not get her anywhere after all.

She shifts a little, spreading her legs a little more and lifting her hips slightly just so he thrusts into her at a better angle. Much more pleasurable, deeper, where she can feel more of him as he fucks her and brings her back up that roller coaster again. ]

[It's true, he's far more aggressive than he would be normally, with the way he kisses her hard and nips her lower lip every now and again, the way he squeezes her breast rhythmically in his hand as his thumb swipes circles over her nipple and areola.

She sings, and his voice joins hers as he rocks against her hard, fast. If she manages to recover at all despite this, it'll be impressive. More so because he wants to keep hearing her voice and making her sing such beautiful notes.

The louder the better, but then again, for as long as he's known her she's never been the particularly loud sort.]

[ No, there's no way to recover if he keeps this up. Her thighs quiver, her walls tapping against him, beating wildly like a drum and gripping him tight. She might just come again soon, and she might not even be around for it with how lightheaded he's making her feel already. ]

Kazuya, gods- why are you— [ Like this? Insatiable would be one way to describe it, and she'd actually tell him that if she could form complete sentences. Instead, her sentences are punctuated more with her mewls and moans, growing breathier by the second each time he rubs against her most sensitive spot.

She tries to hold on, at least. One hand fists the sheets and clings to it tightly while her other arm tries to reach for him and pull him down on her. She needs him close, she needs to cling to him, she needs to feel him more. ]

[Again, it's that phrase, again, Kazuya retaliates with a possessive sounding growl as he lowers his head and bites at her neck. It's not nearly enough to break skin, he's long since learned that lesson, and the though of her struggling and pushing against him if he did do that is highly unpleasant.

Even with the bruising, claiming bites to her neck, he sucks on them after, soothes the area with his tongue as he ruts his hips harder yet against her. It's his name he wants her to sing, his name he wants her to praise as he fucks her hard, gropes at her breast, sucks at her neck. And even more, his other hand moves, grabbing a hand full of her ass to shift her better against him.

He wants to mark her, yes. To claim her as his, absolutely. But he also doesn't want to bring her down from this high too much. He can't- he's not about to let himself go until he can feel her cum against him, bear down on him harder herself and squeeze him as if she needs every last thing he can offer to her.]

[ One day, Weiss will pick up on it. She's not quite sure what the big deal is with her expressions, when everybody does say things like that. Weiss reveres no god, even if the Two Brothers did create the world she protects and loves. In fact, they're pieces of shit. And if she did know of Kazuya's personal feelings against the god of his world, she might tone it down a little.

Or she could continue, if it meant it stirred his more aggressive side. At this time, it's too much to handle, and she lets out yet another loud moan. When he lifts her ass some and she feels him thrust into her deeper, tears appear on the corners of her eyes.

He's wearing her out, and as much as this feels like it's too much? It's too much of pleasure, that Weiss can't even hate it. She taps on his shoulder, calling his name over and over, as if to tell him that he's being too much, but her body tells him otherwise. It tells him to keep going, that she'll squeeze him for every last drop he could ever hope to give her, to fuck her harder, harder, more— ]

Kazuya!

[ Her hand curls against his skin, nails digging into it and scratching him. Light red lines paint what she's grabbed of him, and she holds onto him tight as she's sent yet to another climax. Seconds later, she lets go and she's limp again, absolutely breathless. ]

[She taps on him, as if she wants him to stop, but everything else tells him that she wants this, wants him, from the way she moans and clings to him, squeezes him so tightly that all he can see is white as he's hurtled towards his own climax with a loud, stilted groan.

He nuzzles against her, against the mark he's made on her as he releases deep. He doesn't even need to keep fucking her to carry him through his orgasm because the way she shudders around him is more than enough, and he clings to her in turn, pressing their bodies tight together. She fits so nicely against him, warm, receptive, and most of all right now the mark he's left lingers, setting abuzz even more pleasant feelings in him, a bone deep satisfaction unexplainable.]

Weiss...

[And of course, he says her name with such affection, such adoration that it's a little ill-befitting the relationship they actually have.]

[ When Weiss has more time to process this, she'd think his voice is so cute in the midst of all this pleasure. It's not quite like how a beast sounds, rough and harsh. There's a softness to it, airy, but the lust and desire still manages to bleed through.

She can't think about that now though. He's filled her up, and she can feel his cum inside her, making her feel even warmer and wetter than before. And as she catches her breath, she slowly lets go of him, her hand resting on his shoulder rather than holding onto him. ]

Feels good...

[ That was the third time he's made her come today. She really doesn't think she can take one more. And even though she'd get back at him and focus on him instead, she doesn't have the energy to do so anymore. ]

[He doesn't want to move, but he knows he can't hold this position long. Not with his trembling arms. And he doesn't want to trap her beneath him, but he also doesn't want to pull out. He wants to savour her warmth, her wetness, The way she's so breathless against him.

So he makes one last movement, huffing a sound that signifies his own over-stimulation as he rolls them so that she's on top of him, and he can far more easily trail his hands along her. Not to try to rile her up, but just to feel her body.]

I'm glad. I like doing things that make you feel good.

[ This is... admittedly a little comfier than earlier on. Although she knows he can handle it, she still tries not to put too much weight on him. ]

Oh? [ A little laugh, and she kisses him on the cheek. ] I bet you tell that to everyone.

Mm. [ He hums lightly. At th kiss, finally settling tonwrap his arms around her waist. ] Just you.

[ Which is very, very true. He hasn't said anything to anyone else like that. Is it weird? He's not sure, he doesn't have the brain power to really think about it, or consider the implications of it.

He gives her a chaste kiss in return.]

Was it good?

[ Tell him he did a good job!!! He wants to hear it.... ]

[ This guy... She's gonna flick him on the nose. ]

You made me finish three times.

[ Of course it was good??? ]

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[He gives a soft chuckle. He'd move, rock into her a little, but he's just as worn out as she probably is at this point.

He gives a kiss to the tip of her nose.]

What'd you like the most?

[So he can keep doing that.]

Ugh... don't make me say it.

[ Figure it out on your own, Kazuya!!! Or you can just do all of those all over again, really. She won't mind. :) ]

How am I supposed to know which one you liked best when you were so loud for all of them?

[He's teasing her.]

Don't you want me to be able to do the best for you that I can?

H- Hey, I wasn't loud!

[ Ugh... she'd bonk him on the head if she were the type to do that. Instead, she pushes herself up a little when she makes her protest. That's so embarrassing, Kazuya!! She wasn't loud!!! ]

Why don't you start first, then? Tell me what you liked.

[ Maybe she won't be as shy if he started it off. And now that she's made her "demand", she flops back on him, looking to the side as she rests her head on his chest. ]

[He makes a sound as she moves, a soft huffing noise because- he's still a bit sensitive...]

I asked first... But if it'll make you tell me what you liked... I like using my mouth on you. [He taps his fingers along the curve of her spine, just above her ass.] I told you before, but you taste really good, and I liked feeling you quiver around my tongue as you chase your pleasure.

...

[ Weiss does not dignify that with a response. Her face is so red... she's just going to hide her face from him for now, THANK YOU. ]

[See... That makes him laugh? It's so cute to see her so flustered and embarrassed by what he said. Even if it was said very earnestly.

He'll lean to give a kiss to the top of her head, patiently waiting for her answer of what she liked the most.]

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[ He's so patient... even though it will never come. ]

I'm gonna go wash up now.

[ At least, she thinks they're done, anyway. And so, she pushes herself to get up. ]

Mm. Not going anywhere until you answer.

[She can push, but she's not going anywhere with how he's still holding her.]

It's only fair, since I answered.

[ Oof! Back down she goes... ]

Why do you have to make things so difficult?!

[ This rudeass punk. Weiss pouts at him, but she knows it won't work. So fine, she'll concede. She'll tell him what he wants to know. ]

I like it... when you use your tongue. And I don't know what it is, but you move a bit more rougher sometimes, and that's pretty hot, too.

[ Success! He gives her another sweet kiss, this time on her forehead. ]

Do I? If you want me to be a little rougher, I can. I just didn't want to accidentally hurt you... And I like being gentle with you, mostly.

[ It makes him feel good... ]

No, it's—

[ Ah... how does she explain? Propping herself up on her elbows as she's resting on him, she makes sure she's looking straight into his eyes when she makes an attempt. It's a embarrassing, sure, but it's less so since it's Kazuya. ~~Plus she likes the pillowtalk~~]

If you wanted to be rough, that's fine. We can try something like that? But when you're slow and steady, and then up ramp it up all of a sudden, before slowing back down. . .

[ It's difficult to explain in her opinion, and she hasn't even realised what triggers it. You know, when she's moaning and groaning and calling for God and all... :') ]

Ramp it up all of a sudden?

[No... He hasn't even realized he does that himself, honestly. He shifts his hold on her, one arm remaining around her waist while the other moves up to stroke the back of her head, run his fingers through her hair a little.]

Sorry... I don't really remember doing such a thing. Maybe I just get really into it?

[It seems as good of an explanation as any to him.]

Maybe... I'll point it out next time, if I remember.

[ Or maybe she won't point it out. Maybe she'll keep it all to herself, like a weapon to use when she wants him riled up. ]

Maybe I can just change it up randomly, if that's what you like too.

[Especially if she likes it so much. He definitely wants to please her as best he can.]

That's kind of weird, thinking about it now.

[ Though it wouldn't be so weird if they were doing it. Maybe it's more of an experience sort of thing, rather than something that can easily be talked about. ]

I guess it's kind of strange talking about it instead of just doing it.

[But it's something he'll take note of now, to please her in the future.]

You can ask me to do that any time you want, by the way. [Eating her out, he means.]

[ No, she does not pick up on it. ]

Which one?

[.... RIP.

He flushes a little himself. ]

... Using my mouth, on you.

Oh.

[ ... Okay, now she's really red. And she does move to push herself up and off him again now. ]

You know, I'd prefer if you did it because you wanted to, not because I told you.

[ So if she's reading a book and minding her own business, feel free to just spread her legs and get down FDASGSDFH ]

... That's why I said anytime you wanted...

[ Because he does want to... any time.

He's so red, he's not going to bother stopping her from leaving this time. ]

I'm saying... don't make me ask for it.

[ Be the one to initiate, you dummy!! You really think a tsundere-type would say what she means or say anything at all. ]

I'm going to go shower and clean up now.

[ That was an unexpected mess they made. Weiss really did not plan on getting down and dirty like this today, but... 🤷‍♀️ What can you do now? ]

... Okay.

[... He's still not brave enough to ask of he can join her in the shower.

Not that he'd try anything, but... He doesn't want to get yelled at.]

I'll use it when you're done.

Nice movie date.

[ She at least gives him a kiss on the forehead before she gets up. Unfortunately, she has to try and not... leak all over the floor GFSDAGD god!! She has to actually run to the bathroom to keep damage minimal. And if she does. . . well, she'll clean it up once she's back out and clean. ]

[ With her crew, Nami’s fondness for pens and good paper, and the willingness with which she’s happy to lose a few hours shopping for either one is an anomaly - which makes the afternoon spent with Weiss all the more enjoyable.

Now that their shopping excursion is winding down she’s eager to get back to her room and the desk that the casino has been kind enough to furnish her otherwise basic accommodations with (so she can delight in that fastidious and deeply nerdy pleasure that comes from setting fresh bottles of new ink in their proper spots) inviting Weiss along so they can pour over their purchases and spend a little more time in the other’s company. She’s still refining her people skills after spending most of her life using them to deceive and cheat others, but making friends here has proven interesting, and someone like Weiss who shares the interests she never gets to share with anyone ]

Did you end up going to any other stores? [ Nami asks, tossing her shopping bags onto her bed before reaching behind her to push the door to her quarters shut, patting the pockets of her shorts before retrieving a smaller bottle of ink to show Weiss. ]

I forgot they gave me a free sample of this. [ The ink in the bottle looks black, with an oddly golden undercurrent, like a vein of precious metal running through a block of jet. ] It’s supposed to be water soluble, so not great for my stuff, but maybe yours?

[ There's some comfort in having someone she gets along with on the same floor. Not that she's made some enemies here, but knowing a lot of people, making connections, and having someone she can maybe visit at some point to complain about stuff is nice. ]

Today? Nope. I could have stayed longer at the stationary store if I were left alone. [ There were just so many things there, and it was absolutely amazing. It's something she'll have to visit again at some point. And so, she smiles. ] Thank you for showing me there.

[ She keeps her bags on her person, one bag containing a journal she's purchased for herself, as well as some other notebooks of various papers, and some stationery for writing in case she needs to write some letters here. The other bag has pens, pencils, highlighters, and other supplies.

Taking the bottle and inspecting it, holding it up closer to eye level, she says: ]

You got this for free? This looks pretty fancy. And I did get some water brushes, so it's perfect. [ And it's perfect too, if Nami is offering to give it to her. ] Are you sure I can have this?

[ At some point in the day she spent roughly half an hour simply running her hands over different types of paper while she made up her mind about which to get, which is why she chuckles at Weiss' answer, giving the other woman a knowing nod. ]

Yeah, of course I am. [ Pulling a few bottles of ink out of one of the bags she set on the bed, Nami heads towards her desk to put them away ]. It's not practical for what I draw. [ She adds, cocking her head at the map hanging on her wall, freshly drawn with the last giant sheets of paper purchased on her first trip to the store she took her new friend to that day.

She sets the bottles down, the smile on her face warming slightly as she watches Weiss. ]

And I want to see what you do with it. [ Sure, she's flirting, but she means it. The things Weiss makes are fascinating to Nami. If she's not drawing maps, her art is little more than a series of sentimental doodles done in passing and hidden in the back of her notebook. It's cool that Weiss is so artistic. ]

Can I see the brushes you got? I've never used things like that before.

No, definitely not. I can see that now. [ But she does approach the map that's on the wall. She's gone to the library and has spent a considerable amount of time there, trying to learn what she can of this place and other places out there. This isn't a map that she's seen though, nor are the places on it familiar to her.

But it does give her a better idea of what Nami does, and perhaps, she can find something for her as a present. A little gift back, for the nice ink she's received now.

Although a nice little note or a doodle using the ink that Nami can put up on the wall might be nice, too. It'll be a cute reminder of her. ]

Oh, right. [ Don't mind her, getting comfortable on the foot of Nami's bed. The bag is put on her lap as she goes through its contents, bringing out various water brushes of different thicknesses. She also has some more traditional bamboo brushes— one angled, one with a flat end, and one that's thin and for lining. ] It's not much, but I figured I could start with these for now.

Do you want me to write you a love note with it?

[ "Love" being used ever so freely in this case, anyway. No one ever said Weiss was a good flirt. ]

[ Seeing Weiss get comfortable in her room isn't at all a bad sight. While she's not an expert in the field of making friends, at this point, Nami feels close enough to the other woman that it's almost endearing to see her make herself at home in a way not dissimilar to how Nami treats the rooms of the people she's closest to. She appreciates the quiet confidence of the move, watching her friend with a quiet look of fondness. ]

A love note? [ It's a cute thought - one that makes the small smile that's already playing across her lips deepen slightly. ] Now I do. It'll make the guys on my crew wonder what I'm up to when they come by.

[ Chuckling, her gaze drifts towards the things Weiss unpacks, studying the different brushes Weiss has acquired with interest. ]

Those look fancy, maybe you should add something pretty to my tattoo with one of them too.

[ It's a weird thought to have, likely buoyed by how attractive she finds Weiss and the playful urge to flirt with her, but - it's got a certain appeal to it too - one she hadn't considered until the words were out of her mouth. ]

[ So it'd be entertaining for others to see, huh? That does seem interesting. ]

What do you think they'd say?

[ And she does remember seeing Nami's tattoo before. . . Weiss has to stop looking at the stuff she's purchased to look Nami over, trying to recall in her head where she might have seen that little symbol before. It doesn't take long for her eyes to drift over to the other girl's hands, and whether she's able to see it from her angle or not, she does finally remember. ]

Oh! I don't think I could pull off anything really detailed, but if you had something that looked like a bracelet or lace gloves... I think that might be pretty.

[ And she might be a bit more used to calligraphy, when it comes to these things, but Weiss has always been artistic. She shows it in different ways, whether it's ice sculptures, her writing, and in music, but this shouldn't be too hard.

Nami is honestly making her want to try it out. How could she say no, when someone she wants the approval of is being so nice and encouraging? ]

[ Tipping her head back slightly, Nami considers the question as the corners of her mouth quirk in quiet amusement. ]

Sanji would try to picture us naked together, and Luffy would probably say something about how he's happy my girl friends like me so much while making a face like he's solving a math problem first thing in the morning.

[ Catching sight of Weiss glancing down at her hands, Nami lifts the right, turning it so the small club on the space between her thumb and index finger comes into view. ]

I've got another tattoo on my arm too, that's bigger. It's probably easier to work with.

[ It's not hard to recall the way Weiss had been the bold one the first time they met, and as she lets the smirk on her face deepen, Nami decides to follow that example. ]

Those brushes look soft, they would feel nice on skin, I think.

I see. You have... interesting friends.

[ Though she can't say that the comments of her own teammates would be any better, if they knew what Weiss has been up to here. Ruby would probably have the same sort of reaction as Luffy, if not a bit more flustered about it all. Yang would congratulate her and even shake her hand, and Blake... That one, Weiss can't be quite sure of.

It's nice to think about though— hopefully Nami isn't lonely here, if she has people from home around. Weiss getting to know more people here and actually having friendly conversations outside of intimacy helps her in feeling less lonely. This shopping trip and just hanging out afterwards is nice, too. No doubt she'd want to do this again, too.

Even if they're teetering towards this not being a regular hangout. Weiss definitely has no complaints. ]

We could try, then. I've never written or drawn anything on skin before, but I know that some artists do do it.

[ She removes the cap from one of the thinner brushes. The hairs are still so smooth and soft, and Weiss reaches for Nami's wrist, drawing an invisible line above where her suit tattoo sits. ]

Does that tickle you?

[ That gets a quiet laugh out of Nami, who lifts her shoulders in a shrug as she nods in agreement. ] Yeah, but it works. You don't meet a lot of boring pirates where I'm from.

[ The smirk on her face turns momentarily playful before the slender paintbrush in her friend's hands draws her attention, letting Weiss run the bristles over the inside of her wrist. Her eyes follow the movement, lips parting slightly at the faint, but unexpected tingles that run up her arm. ]

I don't know about tickle me, but– [ Her eyes return to Weiss' face, as her smile tilts towards playfulness as she raises her eyebrows at the other woman. ] I definitely felt something.

[ Lifting her hand towards the brush in Weiss' hand, Nami raises her eyebrows curiously. ]

Can I try it on you too?

[ This is treading past the normal boundaries of a friend hangout, but it's hard not to be drawn in by being around Weiss. She's beautiful and fascinating in her own way, something that goes beyond being from
a world and a life drastically different from the one she knows back home. ]

No straight-laced pirates? Maybe I should become one to set people on the right path.

[ That was a joke. She's already a wanted fugitive, from what she remembers. She doesn't really know if she and her friends are still wanted at this time when they were brought to a different world that's so very similar to Wonderland.

Nami's message is most definitely received, though. "Felt something" that isn't being tickled? Weiss may not have a lot of experience, but she can at least infer that much.

It gets Weiss to huff out a soft laugh. Turning the brush so the handle points toward Nami, she gives a nod. ]

Go ahead.

[ This definitely doesn't seem like something two people would do on a normal hangout, but Weiss does not find anything wrong with it, either. It's not like there are any crimes happening here. This is all fine! ]

[ Given Weiss' direct approach the first time she and Nami met, Nami takes that statement as the joke it's meant to be and chuckles as she lifts the offered brush out of her friend's hands.

This might be straying into more untraditional territory as far as things people do together after shopping, but Nami's taken enough by Weiss that flirting with her just ends up happening sometimes. It doesn't hurt that it isn't hard to remember how much fun they had in that pod, either.

The hand not holding the brush lifts Weiss' hand and turns it so that Nami can mirror the trail Weiss had brushed along her wrist on the other woman, her eyes lingering on Weiss' face as she does. ]

Does it tickle? [ Her voice doesn't need to be as quiet as it is when she asks, but, beautiful women make her stupid, apparently, and she just can't help the way her forwardness starts to peek through. ]

[ There's nothing wrong with a little flirting! Weiss' flirting game certainly is not A-rank, and she needs to work on it a lot, but if the other person doesn't mind it, what's wrong with it? It feels like it's fair game to comment every now and then too, given what's already happened between them. Not to the point that it would be disrespectful, of course. Weiss would never try to be disrespectful towards someone who she actually thinks is cool.

Even though Weiss was expecting the brush to kiss her skin, to make contact with it and run up her wrist, the sensation still surprises her. The hairs in her arm stand, and for as light as it was, it was... actually really nice. It almost feels like it was too soon that it ended. ]

It doesn't tickle. Not too much, anyway.

[ It's put a smile on her face, at the very least. ]

And it's. . . giving me ideas, honestly.

[ A brush on one side, soft and gentle kisses on the other... ]

[ Weiss' smile helps Nami relax into this shift in the banter between them, from shopping to the flirtier turn things have taken now that they've returned from the casino's shopping center. After how their first meeting ended, she's been trying to figure out if that was a matter of playing the game, or if, there was enough of an interest between them for something like that to happen again, and the way she lets the brush run a little higher up the inside of Weiss' arm heavily implies she'd like it to.

That weakness for pretty women shows itself again when she hums curiously after Weiss mentions getting ideas, the corners of her lips curling in a smirk. ]

Are you going to share, or do I have to guess?

Bear with me, I'm still trying to figure it out if it makes sense.

[ She almost wants to apologise after Nami answers back like that, but Weiss manages to keep her cool. ]

But... if we used the ink on our skin. Or one of us writes or draws on the other... I just think it'd be hot.

[ Typically Nami tries to keep her smile from getting too wide and unguarded around people she's still getting to know, but Weiss' suggestion leaves her grinning despite that, her head slowly moving in a nod of agreement. ]

I think it'd be really hot.

[ Nami rolls the brush between her fingers, stepping towards Weiss as she tips her chin down enough to cast an upward glance at the other woman, the grin on her face shifting to a more playful look. ]

We'd be helping each other practice our art, too.

[ Resting a hand on Weiss' side, Nami's thumb brushes over her hip absently, her voice softer when she speaks again. ]

If you want to get comfortable, I'll go get some inks from my desk. I've got a few that would look pretty on your skin.

Practice our art, right.

[ She highly doubts this will improve anything, but Weiss certainly won't say no. This seems. . . fun, beyond it being hot. Still, she can't help but sound cheeky about it! At least she punctuates her snark with a soft and giddy giggle. ]

Sure. Where do you want to write on me, though?

[ Because she'd be more than happy to peel off her dress and lay down on the bed, her bare back for Nami to use if she likes. Her arms and legs are fair game too, of course. For now, Weiss shifts to sit on the edge of the bed and take off her shoes. ]

Well, kind of practice our art.

[ If things go where Nami hopes they will, aspects of that might be considered an art — something she wouldn't mind proving to Weiss if pressed. Still smirking when Weiss asks her where she'd like to paint, an unexpected rush of warmth runs up her spine, leaving the back of her neck flushed as she considers the question. ]

I think I'd have to see what I had to work with before I decided. There are a lot of beautiful places on you, you can't ask me to pick one off the top of my head.

[ Which might have come off as empty flattery were it not for the absolutely dry, plain-spoken way Nami says it. There's nothing insincere about her words — Weiss is funny and beautiful, and she'd like nothing more than to get them both undressed and see where their creativity took them, artistic or otherwise. ]

Maybe your back. [ Nami adds, her shoulders lifting in a minuscule shrug. ] If you made me pick.

[ That's about a good a signal as any. She pushes herself up and off the bed if only to unzip the dress she's wearing, swaying her lips as if she's following a slow and sensual song in her head. She's biting her lower lip as she does so, eyes all on Nami and nowhere else.

The next part of the show is unceremonious when she slowly slips out of her dress, stepping out of it once her arms are free, and folding it before sitting back down on the bed in just her panties. ]

Maybe that would have been better with music. [ She laughs. ] That might be fun to do some time, actually.

[ Setting her folded dress on the side though, she does start relaxing on the bed, laying down on her back for now. ]

[ Grinning as she watches Weiss move while she undresses, Nami tears her eyes away long enough to get her shorter dress pulled over her head, meeting her friend's eye as she reaches behind her back to unfasten her bra. The straps slide down her shoulders before Nami tosses it aside on her way to selecting a brush, and pouring a small amount of ink out onto a ceramic dish.

She's careful while carrying it over to the small table at her bedside, setting it down and leaving the brush by it while she climbs onto the mattress to knee beside Weiss. ]

You're going to have to take the lead on music, where I come from you only hear it often when you have a musician on your crew. [ Nami speaks casually despite the way her hands sweep up Weiss' back, enjoy the feeling of her skin beneath her hands before she moves to carefully lift her friend's braided hair out of the way, letting it rest on Weiss' shoulder, her imagination running wild for more than a few reasons as she looks over the other woman's body. ]

Tell me a story, about you, or what your world's like. [ Reaching for the brush, Nami gets a careful amount collected on the tip of the bristles before bringing it
up to start painting a circle over one of her friend's shoulder blades. ]

Really?

[ With Nami by her side now, it's her cue to roll and present her back, now on her chest, arms crossed by her head as she rests her chin on it. ]

That's a little... sad? Does that mean you don't know a lot of songs?

[ It's not by any means an insult to where Nami is from, but Weiss likes the arts. She likes music! While they share an interest in writing, calligraphy, drawing, there are other things Weiss likes, too. And after a heated sigh from how her body is warming up, she rests her head so she's facing sideways.

It's easier to talk like this. ]

I'm not sure I'm interesting enough. [ That gets a soft laugh out of her, her shoulders riding up for a second. ] My world is called Remnant, though. I'm a Huntress, sworn to protect the kingdoms and the world from the creatures of Grimm.

When I'm not being a Huntress, I suppose you could say I'm a bit of a singer! I'd be singing you a song, if we were in the same crew...

[ Teasing? Maybe. Especially after what Nami said earlier, she just feels like it'd be fun to bring that up again. ]

It means the ones I know are pretty rude, anyway. There's a guy here who made up one about my ass, even. [ Hearing Weiss refer to her situation as sad pulls a wry smirk to her lips. She's never thought so, but it's clear music plays a bigger role in Weiss' life than it does Nami's, but rather than finding it insulting, it's intriguing.

Using the tips of her fingers to smudge the ink to help her shade the aurora borealis slowly taking shape as it follows the curves of her body diagonally downward, cascading like it would in the night sky, Nami listens intently as Weiss indulges her curiosity, quietly enjoying getting to know her new friend, though doubtless she'd never be able to express a thing like that out loud. ]

So what's a Huntress? Who's Grimm?

[ Or is Grimm a what? Too late now.

Just as she's switching brushes and colors, Weiss leaves her grinning as the thought of having her on the crew leaves her deeply amused. ]

All good pirate crews have a musician, and something tells me you might make a pretty good pirate. [ Weiss wouldn't be the first classy, somewhat reserved type to take to the sea, and the mental image is charming, to boot. ]

Maybe someday you can sing for me.

What? [ Yeah, okay. She gets what Nami means now, and even she frowns from that. ] Did you punch the guy and show him who's boss?

[ Because if that wasn't a nice ass song, and if it wasn't welcome, then Weiss would have gotten really, really mad at that person. Don't sing songs about her ass, thanks!

At the very least, Weiss is relaxed and doesn't move much. No ticklish spots besides her waist, so even brushing and painting her back doesn't get her to jerk and accidentally elbow anybody. ]

Grimm are monsters who are attracted to negative emotions, and all they ever do is destroy. Huntsmen and Huntresses are licensed fighters who have an oath to their kingdoms to protect them and everyone else in Remnant from Grimm.

[ Though there are Huntsmen and Huntresses who have veered off the path of righteousness, as well. Weiss won't talk about then, though. ]

It's definitely far from being a pirate, but I think if you taught me how to be one, I might be able to blend in just fine! [ Except she wouldn't eat with her hands. She wouldn't drink ocean water. She won't eat canned food... maybe she's better off staying on land. ]

And I don't mind. The lobby has a piano, right? Maybe if it's not being used, we can go there and use it.

Wasn't around to hear it, first-hand, but– [ Well, since they're both stuck here and casino being what it is, it's not a lie to say– ] I showed him who's boss a couple of times, after I found out. At least he called my ass spectacular.

[ When dealing with pirates, it's probably better than a gal can hope for, even. As engrossed in the business of using a few different colors of ink to get the shades she's picturing down right on Weiss' skin, Nami still listens attentively, her eyebrows raising in slight surprise after hearing that Weiss, despite how elegant Nami sees her as, is a fighter back home. ]

What do you use to fight with? Back home, I've got a staff.

[ Nami climbs off the bed and steps back far enough to get a look at her handiwork from a different perspective, nodding gently in satisfaction before she returns to her spot on the bed. After getting some shimmery sliver ink on the bristles of a very slender, delicate-looking brush, Nami leans over Weiss again, painting delicate lines across her shoulders, giving the sky she's painted some stars. ]

It's a plan, then. Hell, you'd get in pretty good with a lot of pirates, just with the piano playing. Every good crew has a musician.

You're not going to beat me up if I said you had a nice butt, would you?

[ Her own comment gets a little huff out of her. A little shift, and she relaxes some more on her stomach. ]

My Aura, my Semblance, my rapier, and Dust. [ These all probably don't make a lot of sense, though. So as she remains facing away from Nami, she moves to stretch her arm out to one side, turning her palm over so it's pointed at the ceiling.

A small white snowflake-emblem appears from thin air and hovers over Weiss' hand, the snowflakes spinning in two different directions. ]

This is a Glyph— it's what I can do with my Semblance. [ That still doesn't make sense, so she hums in thought, so she can answer Nami's questions before she can even ask them. She can't help but shudder though, the feeling of the brush on her skin tickling her a little. ] Think of it as a special ability that only I can do. Everyone in Remnant has a different Semblance.

So, I'm pretty good with my hands. [ The Glyph disappears slowly, little specks of light floating up in the air and then disappearing, until it's all gone. She flexes her fingers after that. ] Using my sword, playing the piano... Though you made it sound like your crew doesn't have a musician.

If anything, I'd be impressed you got something that unladylike out.

[ Nami grins, obviously teasing, as she adds another star to her painting on Weiss' back. She can banter like this with the guys from home, for the most part they're all easy to be comfortable around in their varying ways, but it's new and different to find that feeling with someone she's met only after being here. Having space for friends is a good thing, Nami's learning, and when it's a friend like Weiss, how could anyone mind opening up, at least a little.

The glyph Weiss summons to her hand makes Nami glad she's not in the middle of painting anything, or she would have ruined her masterpiece for sure. The power her friend describes isn't anything like what Nami knows from her world, where Devil Fruit users, and fighters of unparalleled might usually hold all the cards. It makes the slight smile on her face deepen, knowing that Weiss has power up her sleeve, and that she's using it for what sounds like a noble cause. ]

It fits you. The snowflake. [ Naturally it would, being a power intrinsic and unique to Weiss, but Nami still enjoys what an apt fit it is. ] And I already knew you were good with your hands.

[ Giving Weiss' back a final once over, Nami sets her brush aside and carefully gets off the bed, not sure if she'll disturb her work if she moves too quickly, and too taken with the sight of to risk ruining it. ]

No musician, no. A sharpshooter, a swordsman, a cook, me, the navigator, and our captain, Luffy. [ Idiots one and all, but her idiots. ] Come on, I think it might be safe for you to get up and go see in the bathroom mirror. It shouldn't run or anything.

[ Nami's going to feel Weiss tense up at the comment about her hands. She was being serious here! Talking about how much of a special snowflake she is... and then Nami goes in to surprise her like that.

It's a few seconds of freezing up, but once she's realised what actually just happened, she ends up laughing. Which may or may not disturb Nami's work, shaky lines and all. ]

I can't believe you just said that.

[ But it most certainly welcome. Weiss is slowly finding comfort talking about these sorts of things, when normally, she'd be so in denial about even doing anything intimate with people. It helps to have met someone who's so easy to talk to! And now, she has her dress off, skin bare all for her. ]

Oh, are you done? [ Now that she isn't laughing anymore, she stays down for a moment longer, waiting to be told that it's actually okay to get up already. ] What did you draw? I swear, it was like I was being tickled the whole time.

[ There might be at least one line that's less than perfect from the laughter, but Nami has the sense to lift the brush away as Weiss' amusement gets the better of her and leaves her chuckling quietly as well, raising her eyebrows incredulously at Weiss' supposed disbelief. ]

Really? [ Twirling the brush in her hands, she nudges Weiss' hip with the handle gently as she asks. ] You knew I was a pirate.

[ The sort of person who says and does what they want, that is. Weiss should be less fun to get a rise out of, and less beautiful while she's laughing, if she expects to be spared. ]

A starry sky, with some auroras across it. I can take a picture on my watch for you, if you want. [ Given Weiss' state of undress, she's not exactly going to do that without asking first. ]

You don't sound like how pirates are portrayed in storybooks, that's for sure.

[ And she sure as hell have never been attracted to a pirate before! So... congratulations, Nami.

Finally, she pushes herself to sit up, making sure she holds onto her braid and that it's resting over her shoulder. She has to take care and not brush away what Nami's worked on, after all! ]

Sure. [ She looks over her shoulder now, looking at her curiously. This isn't something that requires a pinky promise or much scrutinising. She's only known Nami for a short while, but she doesn't think the other girl would be sharing photos of her bare back and all... ] Do I need to pose like those girls in magazines, or is just sitting like this enough?

You've never seen me rob a house.

[ She's not like a lot of pirates she's met before, to be fair, but that doesn't stop Nami from raising her eyebrows in pleasant surprise at that comment, even if she was quick to counter it, ever the realist. Chuckling quietly as she lines up her shot, Nami tilts her head at the question. ]

Sit how you feel pretty. I think that would make the best picture.

[ Nami has encountered cameras in her world before, but getting the handle of maneuvering the one built into the already very advanced watch around her wrist was another story entirely. ]

[ Weiss is somehow surprised that Nami is a thief, but then she remembers the definition of pirates and just. . . things make sense again. She still doesn't look or act like a pirate, though, so this is all so confusing. ]

Definitely don't do that here. [ To the suites, she means. ] Have you ever stolen from the House, though?

[ She asks that as she tries to figure out what would look nice in a photo. This is something she's never done before, but she's willing to try all sorts of things with Nami. She makes it easy to be adventurous.

Eventually, she bunches up the blanket around her, putting it haphazardly around her legs to cover up her lower half. ]

Like this?

[ She lifts one knee up a little, rests her elbow on it as she tries to candidly look to the side. Her bangs cover most of her face, but it can be caught on camera that she's smiling. ]

[ Weiss please, there were pirates out there in her world devoted to making children smile through music, anything is possible. ]

You mean cheat? [ She shakes her head as she keeps her eyes on her watch's screen, watching Weiss' image as she arranges herself. ]

Not really, but I walk off with stuff all the time. They'll let you take almost anything if you tell them you're using it for sex.

[ Something Nami figured out early on after being caught red-handed carrying two bottles of champagne and a tremendous platter of meaty snacks out of one of the casino's buffets with her best friend.

Weiss' chosen pose leaves Nami grinning and nodding in approval. ]

Let me draw you for real sometime? [ How earnest she sounds to her own ears is enough to make Nami's cheeks start to feel warm, though she still can't help adding– ] You're beautiful.

Seriously? I feel like I have to try that some time, then. I wonder if I'll be able to get away with it.

[ ... okay, she's never really done anything like that before. That's pretty clever! And it's not really cheating!! At least, not to Weiss. ]

And- [ She was about to agree; yes you may draw her for real sometime, but Nami had to drop a line like that. It colours her cheeks a bright red and she ends up puffing her cheeks in response.

She shouldn't be moving or looking back while her photo's being taken, so she has to contain her reactions to her facial expression. ]

Flatter me some more, why don't you... So long as you don't show anyone, I don't mind.

You should have seen that gaudy honeymoon suite they shoved some of us into a few months ago after I got done with it. [ There's something cute about the mental image of Weiss attempting to do crime. ]

I'll go with you. We can start at one of the casino bars. They don't put up a fight.

[ She might have a stash of a few choice bottles on the far side of her room as evidence of that.

Grinning to herself at the obvious way Weiss enjoys what she says, Nami snaps a picture, still smiling as she sends it to Weiss' watch for her to see. ]

I promise, it's just between you and me.

I did! I got married to someone in my dreams.

[ Or something like that. Either way, she was definitely married without her consent. And also became someone's mistress... it was a Time for sure. ]

And sure, I... I could use some pointers?

[ Pointers in lying??? What is this... Nami is a bad influence.

She only makes big gestures when she hears the beep and sees Nami sent her something, though. That's a pretty nice picture! And she has to zoom in just to see the other details. Finally, she turns around, a smile on her face from how excited she is. ]

This does not look like me from the back. In a good way, though!

[ Once they're actually in the casino proper, and Nami's guiding her through this she'll wax poetic, and try to appease Weiss' upstanding, wholesome nature by pointing out it's not about deception, it's about tactics, and knowing the ways it's possible to get the upper hand – all things everyone in their situation stuck here should be versed in, as far as Nami's concerned.

Then again, she'd be fine hustling the house out of more free booze for their shared benefit regardless, but it sounds fun, getting to coach Weiss in the delicate art of the con.

Anything with Weiss sounds fun. ]

What makes you say that? [ Doesn't look like her? Unclear on what her friend means, Nami looks between the image on her watch and Weiss' back a few times, brows knit as she tries to figure it out for herself. ]

You look like a work of art all the time.

That's-

[ ... Nami really is smooth, isn't she? Absolutely charming and absolutely fun to be with. They've only just gotten to know each other, but it's been such a thrilling ride so far.

Normally, compliments like these would not go well with her. There have been so many people, calling themselves admirers, who would say all sorts of nice things just to get in Weiss' good graces. If they were close to a Schnee, then that would mean being closer to money. None of those things matter right now though, and it's why Nami's words get a pure and honest reaction out of her.

For a moment, she stops, stunned. ]

I was going to say it looks like a model from the back, and I'm not one, but... you really think so?

[ u///u Please, praise her more. ]

[ If Weiss explained, Nami would get it. For most of her adult life, how appealing she can make herself was something to be used as a tool to take her the places she needed to go, almost always ending in a tidy profit swindled out of someone initially drawn in by her appearance and the excessive charm she'll don like a mask. Appreciating someone, and being admired in turn, because she means it is new, but Weiss makes it easy. There's a lot about her to like, as far as Nami goes, and her beauty, though obvious, is just one part of that. ]

You really have to ask me that? [ Relaxing into a grin, Nami moves to sit on the edge of the bed beside Weiss, tilting her chin up as she studies her friend's face. ]

If you want me to make it even more obvious, we might have to take it to my shower so you don't get ink anywhere. [ Then, as her eyes narrow slyly. ] Unless you were planning on painting me next?

Yes! I have to!

[ Because she's not convinced herself! Weiss knows she's pretty. She takes good care of her appearance and makes sure that people see her as somebody pretty and presentable. There's a reason why she's her world's Snow White and is the fairest in all the land, after all. But what others think of her isn't something she considers whenever she makes herself look nice.

Though... what others think of her is something that turns her on, apparently. Telling her she's pretty, she looks like a model, it feeds her all these positive feelings that make her want more. It makes her want more of Nami's attention now... like she needs it to feel validated.

Her chin being held up like this as Nami implies that there's more she wants to do because of how she looks gets her gears turning. Although— ]

It feels like a waste if we'll clean it up right away. I want what you drew on me to stay longer.

[ So she pats the spot on Nami's bed. Time to get on here, sweet cheeks. ]

Let me try it on you. On your back, please.

[ How earnest Weiss sounds about taking a turn painting her makes Nami laugh and nod slowly, letting the other woman's chin go after she steals a fleetingly quick kiss. ]

If you insist. I'll never say no to being spoiled.

[ Honestly, it's almost more exciting coming from Weiss, who's perfect princess exterior makes it all too easy for Nami to want to lavish her in attention. Getting to be on the other side of that – especially after enjoying the task of painting Weiss, is its own unique sort of thrill, another part of the already wonderful friendship they're building up between themselves.

She leans in, lingering long enough after the pat to the foot of the bed to shed what's left of her clothing down to her panties, climbing onto the bed as she tosses her bra over her shoulder before stretching out on the bed. Years of hauling rope and handling the rudders of ships in all kinds of challenging conditions have left her shoulders strong and almost as freckled as her face, her body the kind of amalgamation of strong and soft that comes on after a life spent working hard.

Propping herself up on her elbows, Nami glances over her tattooed, scarred shoulder to peer over at Weiss. ]

You'll take a picture after, right? I want to see what you make.

I doubt it'll be as nice as the one you made, but I'll definitely take a picture.

[ Nami's drawn something so beautiful on her back, turning it into the skies and the cosmos. Weiss doesn't have much of an idea what she wants to paint just yet, but she does let a splayed hand wander up Nami's back from the small of it, then back down. She's exploring her canvas, figuring out how best to make use of what she's given.

All this kissing and now being able to touch, though. . . it's giving Weiss more ideas than she should be having at this time. ]

Do you have any preferences? I'm thinking... if I have the skies, you can have the seas.

[ So, some sort of water-related artwork. It won't be anything like pirate ships or monsters, but it'd be cute to draw little seashells and crabs on the beach shore... ]

And we meet at the horizon? I like that.

[ It's a hopelessly fond remark, one Nami doesn't even really think about making before it's out of her mouth, another show of how safe she feels letting her walls down while spending time with Weiss.

Propping her chin on her pillow, she shifts, leaning up into Weiss' hand as it travels down her back. ]

Of course, it's going to be as nice as mine. You made it.

[ And she knows enough about Weiss to know the other woman is brilliant, and very talented in more than a few respects. ]

[ It is a remark that's artistic, one that impresses Weiss. Nami could be a poet too if she wanted; looks like she has a way with words and the way she sees life is colourful. It's funny how easy they get along when they've only just met. This is a new thing for Weiss... ]

You're really nice, you know that?

[ Down Nami goes and Weiss' eyes follow. For a brief moment, she's just sat there and observing. Her friend's touch is warm, just like how it was earlier. Weiss doesn't pick up her brush just yet and keeps observing her canvas. ]

You have a nice... back, too.

[ "Back." ]

[ That's – not a word Nami's used to hearing associated with herself, and as she feels her cheeks growing warm in the wake of being called nice, she's glad she's facing away from Weiss. It gives her the luxury of smiling to herself and blushing, mostly undetected (she hopes).

Thankfully, the second compliment Weiss follows the first up with afford her the luxury of serving as a distraction Nami can seize on, to steer things away from the wild notion of being nice. ]

You know I'm not going to let you get away with just staring at my ass. You're going to have to touch me eventually.

Wow, way to spoil the surprise!

[ Because she was going to! ]

Just lay still for me first. I still need to paint.

[ Weiss did promise to draw the sea... so she picks up her brush and dips it in ink. Bluish glittery ink that's easy to get rid of in the water is Weiss' choice for Nami - perfect for the sea! It's gentle when she starts making those round and spiral-like strokes on her back to emulate ocean waves. ]

Tell me if it tickles.

I wasn't trying to! Call it wishful thinking.

[ In truth, she figured, but Nami still ends up laughing after Weiss chides her for spoiling a surprise that isn't really a surprise at all. Still, she doesn't tease her friend any further, complying with the request to stay still even as the bristles of the brush raise goosebumps over her skin. ]

Not exactly tickling. It feels – nice. Relaxing and sexy, kinda?

[ Weiss always seems to get Nami to be more candid with her than she would with almost anyone else, which isn't something Nami would ever call attention to, exactly, but she appreciates it as much as she does every other aspect of this friendship they've struck up between them over the weeks. ]

Sexy, huh?

[ It was honestly not what Weiss was expecting to hear, but that only makes her more excited for what she wants to try eventually. It's a good thing Weiss is left handed, because with how she's seated, her free hand that's not making swirly lines with a paint brush can rest on the back of one of Nami's thighs. A gentle caress, testing the waters that don't really need to be tested at this point.

It's more of a warm-up than anything else. ]

I think... I'm almost done. Although you'll have to let it dry first, so don't move, okay?

[ Because her right hand does move a little higher, very softly fondling the other girl's asscheek over the panties. ]

[ Nami hums in agreement, carefully turning her head just enough to smirk at Weiss over her shoulder as she does her best not to move. ]

Most things with you are.

[ As though Weiss is set on proving her right, Nami's breath catches when she feels her friend's hand following the curve of her ass, the light touch more than enough to send a little shiver down her spine. ]

Don't move at all? [ She sounds skeptical, despite the softness in her voice, shifting slightly to wiggle her ass against Weiss' hand. ]

You're already making that hard.

Hey, what did I say?

[ Nami wiggles her ass but Weiss smacks that butt of hers with her palm. It's light, nothing that would ever hurt, but still has enough impact to let Nami know Weiss is in control here. ]

Do that again, and I'm not going to be nice to you.

[ Whether or not Nami stops moving though, Weiss' hand is back on Nami's ass, fondling the other asscheek now, fingers dipping lower and inwards over her crotch. ]

[ The pointed swat gets a soft laugh of surprise out of Nami. Weiss is commanding, sure, but it's not often she finds herself on the receiving end of moments like these. Just like with most things she's shared with Weiss, Nami realizes very quickly that she enjoys it, and when Weiss' fingers slip closer to the apex of her thighs, she can't help the grin that spreads across her face, or the low hum of approval that escapes her. ]

I'm not convinced, Weiss. What if I want to see what you're like when you're not nice?

[ And she could egg her on by wiggling again, but as Weiss' hand drifts closer to where Nami's slowly starting to ache to feel her, she keeps that challenge reduced to another smirk over her shoulder, carefully lifting her hips in order to move closer to her hand. ]

[ That nets a laugh from the former heiress. Something airy and light. No, she isn't making fun of Nami. Rather, ]

Hm... Not Nice Weiss is the worst. I got into fights with so many classmates and professors...

[ An incredible bitch. But that's not the kind of "not nice" Nami's referring to. Weiss knows! It's why Nami's ass gets a good and fervent squeeze when she moves her butt again. It's almost as if she's bringing her hips back down with that one squeeze. ]

Stay still! [ Snrk. Okay, she doesn't think she can keep this going for long... ] I was intending to be subtle about it, but. . .

[ You asked for it, Nami. Weiss pulls on the band of the other woman's underwear down to reveal her asscheeks in plain sight. That gets another slap, nice and sharp, before she palms over the pinkish mark. ]

This is kind of fun, but I'm just going to go for it, okay? Stay still or else the ink won't dry.

[ And by "go for it", she means slipping her hands between Nami's butt, palming over her crotch without any cloth in the way. ]

[ While it probably isn't what Weiss is going for, Nami laughs as well, hearing Weiss describe herself as the worst. If she didn't know just how spicy Weiss was under that elegant, almost proper exterior, it would be impossible to believe.

Speaking of spicy, the swift way her panties are pulled down pulls a gasp of surprise out of her, and it's suddenly a fight not to turn around, especially after Weiss follows that move up with a slap that leaves Nami jolting gently in surprise. It's brief but strangely thrilling, having her ass swatted like that, and if Nami trusted her any less, she wouldn't ]

I don't know Weiss, I like the lack of subtlety. [ So much that her breath catches when she feels Weiss' fingers against her bare folds, her body tensing as she forces herself to keep still beyond letting her thighs part further, encouraging that hand. ]

You're really going to touch me like this and make me keep still?

You're going to keep still for me because I'm not going to do anything unless you are.

[ Okay, Nami moving a little and giving Weiss more space to move is fine. That is acceptable, and the pirate lady gets rewarded for it. The tip of her middle finger ghosts over her entrance, but with it not being slick or lubed up, there's a little bit of hard friction there. At least Weiss is gentle and slow about it, stopping when she finds it difficult to move.

Only so she can bring her hand up and lick the tips of her index and middle fingers. This helps some, because when she brings her hand back down, she lets her wet finger make direct contact with those pussy lips this time around. One swipe, before moving even lower to try and see if she can reach Nami's clit from here... ]

So, are you going to behave for me for good?

[ By the time Weiss' now wetted up fingers slide back between Nami's thighs, she's already slicker than she had been moments ago. Being touched by Weiss is always thrilling and fun, but getting bossed around like this and told to stay still, lends an extra bit of unexpected excitement that tuns Nami on all too easily. ]

For good? [ Nami asks, her voice gone low and rich with arousal as she ekes her hips a little higher, feeling Weiss' fingers ghost tantalizingly close to her already gently aching clit ]

I'll do my best, but you're making it impossible, you know that?

[ A little shiver of anticipation runs down her spine, her face more flushed than it had been when Nami looks over her shoulder at Weiss. ] You know, when this stuff dries, it's going to be my turn.

Oh, let me clarify. For good. For now.

[ Please, Nami. Like she'd hinder you and everything that you can do just for her! Besides, ]

I like it when you've got your fingers in me.

[ Ah, jeez, they've only just gotten to know each other and she's so open about it already. Yeah, Weiss is horny.

While Weiss would happily demonstrate what she means, she doesn't slip her fingers into the pirate's entrance just yet. The pad of her middle finger reaches Nami's clit first, a bit of slickness from sliding along the entrance means that it isn't rough when she touches it, when she starts rolling her finger gently. ]

Yeah, [ She lets out heated sigh, just thinking about it now. ] I like it a lot.

[ And this too, of course. ]

[ Weiss' touch is deft and careful, but still every gentle swipe of her finger across the pert bud of Nami's clit is enough to have her eyes fluttering closed, a soft sigh escaping her as she nods almost dazedly. ]

I like it too. [ She agrees in a breathless whisper, as the internal fight not to rock back against Weiss' fingers and urge her to touch her further rages on, fanned by the slow tension gently beginning to build through her as she's teased to further slickness., a sensation that keeps her babbling. ]

I never knew how good it would feel making another woman come until I came here.

Have you... ever had sex with anyone before coming here?

[ She lets the pad of her finger get a bit more slick, pushing it into Nami's entrance a little bit, then sliding it up and down again. Another push, then back up and down. She intends to get her finger nice and wet that it shouldn't hurt going in.

Maybe it might help, but she leans down to kiss just below Nami's asscheek, too. A nice kiss on the back of her thigh. She can't kiss her back when there's ink all over there, after all. ]

I've only ever done this to myself until I came here.

[ "This" being slipping her finger in finally 'til the first knuckle, testing to see if she can insert her middle finger further in until there's no place else for her hand to go. Seeing the way her finger is inside Nami now, the rest of her hand just on the other woman's crotch is pretty hot... Weiss isn't salivating or anything, but she does wet her lips as she waits for a response. ]

[ She might have avoided talking about this, but as Weiss slowly teases her, pressing past her entrance slightly, only to pull away and seek her clit out again, Nami forgets to be evasive, shaking her head at the question before she can think the better of it. ]

The first few times came out of nowhere. [ Well, mostly. She and Mitsuru had ended up in bed on purpose, but the being pelted with pollen from those plants running around that happened before the sex certainly wasn't on Nami's agenda.

Hearing Weiss tell her she's only done this on herself before the resort, Nami manages a ragged, breathless laugh before the sensation of Weiss' finger pressing past her slicked up entrance makes her cut the sound off in a gasp. Gripping the sheets in front of her to try to ground herself and resist the urge to rock back on that finger, Nami's teeth rake down her lower lip before she attempts a reply, her voice a little more breathless than it had been mere moments ago. ]

You could have fooled me, you're making me crazy, Weiss.

You know, I like the praise. Thank you.

[ Get crazy, Nami. That would truly be the best thing to happen at a time like this.

It's not like they're best friends or anything, but being so open about sex in this place, Weiss can't help but share a little more about herself as she very slowly fucks Nami in her fingers. ]

That day we met and "played chess", [ Can Nami hear the airquotes in Weiss' description? Well, they're present. She means something else by that, which she hopes the other girl will pick up on. ] that was something I couldn't forget.

[ And so, when she draws her hand back ever so slightly, she slips her index finger in too, to add a little bit of thickness. Weiss isn't even touching herself, but the way her fingers are coated in warm slick is turning her on that she can't help but let out a moan. ]

I want to keep doing this to you...

[ If it's not the slow thrust of Weiss' fingers, it's the things she says driving Nami out of her mind, making her skin flush and her back arch as she almost whimpers her name in response. ]

I was pretty new to it, with other girls. I liked– [ A moan cuts her off as she continues to lose the fight against doing what Weiss has said and keeping still, parting her legs a little more as her hips arch in a slow, but greedy roll, encouraging Weiss fingers to slide deeper into her swiftly tightening heat. ] I liked learning with you.

[ Hell, right now, she still likes it. Something about being gently bossed around and taken from behind by a woman like Weiss fuels the pleasure building through her body, and Nami's eyes are warm with lust when she looks over her shoulder at Weiss, moaning again. ]

Please, I'm gonna–

[ She's already toppling over the edge, the roll of her hips juddering slightly as her orgasm sweeps thorugh her. ]

I did tell you to behave, but...

[ Weiss is merciful. She knows what it's like to be in this sort of situation. And as she pumps her fingers into Nami, not even caring about that wet schloppy sound that joins their voices to provide some sort of background noise, she's imagining it, too.

She's thinking about Nami's fingers fucking her in the same way. It gets her own clit to throb, her pussy to get wet, and most of all, it encourages her to go even faster. With each thrust, Weiss makes sure to angle her fingers a certain way, looking for something with a wet and spongey feel. Not only does she keep sliding her fingers back and forth, but she presses on that soft spot too, like she's playing an instrument.

Even after Nami's orgasm, Weiss continues, even if she does slow down gradually. She offers a bit of reprieve, to let the other girl breathe even just for a second and to enjoy the feeling. And as she does that, just slow movements back and forth, Weiss gives Nami's hair a gentle stroke. ]

You feel nice.

[ It's enough to make her back arch and her hips tip up needily, rocking slowly against Weiss' hand as she feels her walls fluttering and tightening around the fingers the other woman works in and out of her heat.

With a breathy moan, Nami shifts, propping herself up on an elbow as she turns and reaches back to run a hand down Weiss' arm, staring at her with a grin. ]

You're full of surprises, aren't you? [ Back in the pods she'd come to appreciate Weiss' directness, and this could definitely be due to that, but Nami hadn't expected Weiss to take charge like this, not that she could ever bring herself to mind with the lingering tingles of her climax keeping her flushed and pleasantly dazed. ]

Think I could do the same to you now?

Hey, are you in your room or having fun somewhere else?

I'm at the gym.

What's up?

I picked something up for you. I thought it'd be something you'd like.

How much longer are you gonna be? Want to meet up?

Really? What did you get?

I should be done in half an hour or so. I'm going to go shower soon. Where do I meet you?

It's a surprise.

I almost want to saybwe should meet up for lunch? But then you'd have to wait even longer to get my special present for you.

I don't have to do anything to get it, do I?

I don't mind having lunch if you're hungry, too. I can wait, I promise!

[ Especially since no one's given her a surprise present before??? ]

Nothing at all.

Pick a restaurant you'd like, then. My treat.

This is getting suspicious. What's gotten you in such a good mood?

The Red Cardinal's fine. The others aren't open yet, from what I recall.

Is it really suspicious for me to be in a good mood? I don't think I'm all that grumpy.

I'll see you there soon, then.

No. It's just new.

Anyway, I'll see you later. I'll send a message when I'm on my way.

[ The half an hour only starts once she stops texting him. She does have to shower, after all! And then she has to try her hair. By the time she tells Kazuya she's on her way, she's already back in her normal clothes, hair dry and already held up. ]

[ He's already there by the time she arrives. Someone here doesn't have to walk like the normal mortals!

That being said, he's lacking her present, but only because he figures they'll swing back by her room when they're done eating.

Kazuya lifts hisbhand in a wave, greeting her at the entrance. ]

Looking good.

[ Okay, she always looks good, but besides the point. ]

I already scored us some seats.

... Really suspicious.

[ Hello to you too, Kazuya. She does look him down, and then back up. Sadly, he doesn't get a similar compliment back. ]

Did you win at the casino or something?

I always win when it comes to card games at the casino.

[ He waves his hand a little. Weiss should definitely know by now that he doesn't actually play fair, even if it's impossible to tell how. ]

You really think I'm suspicious, Weiss-chan?

[ He frowns. Like a big baby. And for the first time here, uses an honourific because he's teasing her. Just a little bit!]

Don't act all cutesy.

[ That stuff doesn't work on her. Not right away. She'll dismiss him now, but end up feeling bad later. ]

This is all very unexpected, that's all. So of course I'd be suspicious.

[ Anyway, she's pretty hungry right now, so in they go to get their seats. ]

[No, that's fair. In fact, the moment he's dismissed, he seems to perk up again, as if nothing ever happened.]

You're kind of mean. [He says, offhandedly when they sit down, looking at the menu almost immediately. Obviously he doesn't mean that, because if he actually thought that, they wouldn't be sitting here together, and he definitely wouldn't have a gift for her stashed away.]

Sometimes I like to surprise the people I'm friends with and do nice things for them.

[Though... He does feel something that's a touch more than friends, for her. Nothing close to something more than a platonic love, but there's definitely something else.]

I can't be nice all the time.

[ That's life, buddy!! Even though she isn't nice though, she doesn't think it'd put Kazuya off completely. He's still here, and this isn't the worst she's ever done or said. She's pretty sure he has an idea of what her personality is by now. ]

Well, it's not unwelcome. [ She should probably be saying "thank you" right now, but she doesn't yet. But she does give him a small smile. ] I haven't had a nice surprise in some time.

[ And she really does mean that. Being here has given her a bit of a break, but the events in Remnant still weigh heavily on her. Something nice that is genuine might actually sweep her off her feet. ]

Are you going to give me a hint on what it is?

[ He gives a contemplative hum, teasing as he makes a show of considering her request. To the point the waiter stopd by to take their order before he actually gives her anything. ]

Something surprisingly not laced, for a change. And something I had to almost fight someone for.

[ Well. He would have definitely won. That's neither here nor there, but the clues are that it's edible, and something in exceptionally high demand. ]

[ He's gotten her a surprise. She can't be too impatient... So she'll play a little nice. She orders a serving of crunchy chicken salad and honey sriracha tofu. It'll be likely that she's full after the salad, but the tofu is there too in case she wants some more. She'll share with Kazuha too, of course. ]

What? You're not- [ He doesn't seem hurt, and it's not like he actually got in a fight or anything! But maybe emotions are high? ] Are you alright?

[ That is worry right there. Hopefully no one made him angry or he didn't make any enemies here... ]

Don't worry, I didn't actually fight anyone. Just probably made several people mad, but they'll get over it. Eventually. Maybe.

[ He doesn't particularly care, honestly.

Also, he's definitely going to steal some of her food when it arrives. He's not hungry enough to order a whole meal for himself anyway. ]

I think it's worth it anyway.

So long as you're okay.

[ And hopefully it stays that way and nobody tries to hunt him down or anything. ]

I have no idea what it is, though. I don't see you with anything, either.

I stashed it at your place before I came here.

[ On account of the fact he doesn't actually need her there to get into her room... ]

I promise it exists though, and I'm not just trying to con you into hanging out more.

[ Which... he's definitely done. Sorry-not-sorry. ]

You really can just ask if you want to hang out, you know. Though, whenever we're together, it just kind of... ends up a specific way.

[ (laughs hollowly)

By the time their food is served, she orders an extra plate for Kazuya. She'll split both the salad and the tofu with him without him even asking. Yes, she is dictating that he eats, too. And with both of them now with some food, then it is time to chow down. ]

Did you have a favourite food when you were human?

[ Well, when she puts it that way, he flushes a little, turning his head even as she splits her food with him.

He'll eat in a moment. ]

That's not really fair... We keep getting drugged so often. [ Hes a little sour about it! But... he wouldn't say he dislikes what happens either. It definitelymakes the both of them bolder, more open and ameanable to doing things they might not otherwise bring up.]

Um.. Gyudon, sushi, tonkatsu ramen... I have a bunch of favourites.

[ He'll start picking at the salad first a little. ]

I mean... I'm not really complaining.

[ And she's going to be upset if he does complain. But it does get her thinking. . . maybe she'll take him out on a friendly date some time. She'll need a few days to plan before she asks him if he's free, just so they can do some normal teen things without getting horny at some point in the middle of it all. ]

Oh— I want to try more of that. Sushi, I mean. Can we eat that some time?

[ Yang and Ruby would eat it at times, but Weiss never really understood the idea of... raw fish and rice? She's had it once, a basic tuna nigiri, but that's about it. She only brings it up now that she wants to try more of it because another person here mentioned sushi before, too. ]

...I'm not complaining either, for the record. [ Just so she knows! It's just a little frustrating that they've really only done things together drugged, barring their first.

And actually, he seems a little surprised that she knows what sushi is, at least by name? It's such a quintessential Japanese thing, and she's not even from Earth.

Has she had some here? Is that how she knows it? He's a little curious, but nods all the same. ]

Yeah. I'd love to get some good sushi. I've heard there's a decent place here, somewhere?

[ Kazuya will eventually learn that Remnant has so many things that are from countries on Earth. ]

Let's go there sometime, then.

[ For now, they can focus on their food. ]

[ He will find thst incredibly weird. Like it could at least have a different name!

And Weiss will see just how Kazuya eats: Like a damn bird. It's not that he dislikes the food, this is just how he is. ]

Sure. Any grand openings in your schedule?

[ They can eat like birds together. ]

I'll have to consult my planner for that one. But I think I might just get back at you and surprise you one day.

[ So, you know. Beware!

Let it be known that Weiss is very bad at surprises, though. She might just blurt her plans out loud to him one day. ]

I'll look forward to our first date.

[He's teasing. He very much understands that while close, they aren't that close! Also, he's sure the she, just like him, has people back home that she would much rather date. And besides, dating is probably messy in a sex resort anyway.

Unfortunately, he already has to contend with those feelings of jealousy.]

[ That just gets an eyeroll out of her. She's fine with dates and all, but she does have standards. "Standards". ]

If it's a date, then I'm expecting flowers and chocolates.

[ She can talk about it casually! It's not like she's taking anything here seriously, anyway. ]

I'll be sure to get the chocolates in a little heart shaped box tied up in a cute red ribbon, and no less than two dozen roses.

[ He says very seriously as he leans his head into his hand. ]

It'll be super romantic. You'll be swooning and everything.

I'm looking forward to it.

[ She is! If he's hyping up their first date, then she'll look forward to it. ]

If you're lucky, I might kiss you at the end of it.

Wow, a kiss on the first date if I'm lucky and play my cards right?

[ Like they haven't kissed. Like they haven't kissed a lot. Still, maybe it be a little differently under the connotations of a date... ]

If.

[ Hell, she'll probably kiss him at the end of it, knowing what happens whenever they're together. But it'd be a cute way to end their date.

Before they go to sleep in the same bed, anyway...

For now though, they have their shared lunch! Weiss finishes fairly quickly, legs swinging. ]

So, are we getting dessert or going back to the room?

[ True, true. He'd just like for it to also maybe hopefully end with either of them drugged? That'd be the cherry on top of the date, if that were the case. ]

Back to the room. I promise no dessert will be worth it?

[ Since they're both dessert hounds... as hard as it is, Kazuya will resist the allure of something sweet to stuff into his mouth. ]

Okay.

[ Then that's her sign to ask for the bill, even though Kazuya's the one paying. That shouldn't take too long when the Red Cardinal doesn't play favourites when it comes to rank, too. ]

Let me know if I should close my eyes or something, too.

[ Alas, stuck with the bill even though he's the one who said he'd pay--

And once it has been paid for, he'll stand, offering his arm to her. It feels fitting, considering they were talking about dates. ]

Nah, I think it'll be fine if you can see the box.

[ And she'll loop her arm around his! She has her gym bag on her other arm, since she did come from a workout, but that's about all else that she has. It's not like she's going to make him carry her stuff, either. ]

Alright. Whisk us away, O Evil One.

[ Okay, that gets her to snicker. ]

Can I call you that?

Technically I'm the King of Evil, you know. Evil one just makes me sound like I'm one of the plenty of lesser evils.

[ He laughs, taking the comment in stride. As long as it's her, he doesn't really mind. The problem comes when people call him that with seriousness, or an attempt to rile him up...

But he'll give her a playful tug as he teleports them into the room. Specifically, he's gone and put himself on the bed, and her in his lap.

The box of chocolates is within arms reach from here.]

One evil delivery service given.

[ Getting teleported is not normal. It's been a few weeks since she's learned of Kazuya's skill and has had it used on her, but it's still so weird and disorienting every time.

She blinks a couple of times when she realises they aren't at the restaurant anymore, looking confused when she realises she's on his lap. ]

Wait a minute... [ How the heckie did he do that? Before she could ask though, she notices something that wasn't there before. ]

Is this what you got me? [ She's reaching for it as a smile slowly grows on her face, thank you. ] It looks so fancy.

[ He's a demon of many skills. Some he doesn't even know about yet. This, however, is particularly minor in comparison.

He grins as she notices the box, fancy and laced with white and red silk ribbon. ]

It is! Just for you, since I have a feeling I know your tastes at least a bit by now.

[ If this is for her, then she'll unwrap it with excitement! The box is placed on her lap as she removes the ribbon, ensuring it's untied properly, then she sets it aside along with the box cover. The inside of the box is just as fancy, with the chocolate truffles neatly arranged in its gold bed. Weiss' eyes twinkle in excitement, but before she takes a piece, she frees her hand so she can grab Kazuya by the sides of his face and plant a kiss on his cheek.

♥ ]

You're sweet. Thank you.

[ She'll soon plop a piece of chocolate truffle into her mouth. The moment it starts melting on her tongue, she realises that this is an absolutely delicious piece of chocolate. A little squeal, and she lets her tongue play with it for a while before she takes another piece to offer to her lil demon king.

And by offer, she places it between her teeth, taking a little bite and letting the rest hang from between her lips. She then leans in... ]

[ It's funny how he can go from teasing to completely red and flush in the face at her calling him sweet, at her giving him a kiss like that on the cheek.

It feels fairly intimate. Like, they've had sex, but somehow this feels way more intimate, more personal.

He's conflicted, a bit. So much so that what she does, the implication that she wants to share with him like that, and that makes his heart flutter a little bit.

It doesn't stop him, but he is slow to do so, face still red and nervous as he leans in to gingerly take a bite of the chocolate from her lips.

It. It is good. Easily the best he's ever had, even.]

[ She'll give him the rest of the chocolate, of course. That piece is all his. And she'll watch him savour the flavour and how good it is, before she says anything. ]

So, these aren't laced with anything, are they?

[ She really hasn't heard of all that commotion over at the Great Tit... sorry. ]

[ He takes a moment to answer savoring the chocolate as she had and only shaking his head once he's swallowed. ]

No, surprisingly. That's why I got them? Because it seems like most sweets are, and as much as I... um, enjoy our activities? I think I'd like them more if I wasn't so desperate...

[ He's still pretty red as he says that. Way to be shy with a cute girl in your lap, bozo. ]

Did you give these to anyone else?

[ Is she trying to test if she's special based on how many people he gifted this to? You bet. ]

No? Why would I do that?

[ She was the first one to come to mind to share with, and the boxes had been one per customer...

Though he probably could have stolen a few, if he thinks about it. Maybe he'll go back. ]

They were super limited, and there was a huge line too. People were going crazy for them, so I thought I'd grab one and give it to you.

I was just asking.

[ She really is thoroughly pleased, though. It might not be obvious how this has made her so happy, how she has this warm feeling in her chest right now, but when she called him sweet, she really did mean it.

Knowing now that she's the only one have this to, and how he thought about her upon seeing it, she is absolutely touched. ]

Thank you, Kazuya. [ Sounding a lot calmer now, less excited, but more genuine. She puts the lid back on the box unless he asks for another piece. ] I'll have to save these and make sure I don't eat them too quickly.

[He won't think about asking for another piece, but he does slowly loop his arms around her waist, giving a small hum.]

I'm glad you liked them, and I'm really glad they were well worth the trouble to get.

[Because seeing how happy she was... It kind of gives him the warm fuzzies too, weirdly enough. There's not a single regret he has in giving them to her, and even for as good as they taste, he's perfectly content with the one he had.]

[ She'd have thought to get up now so she isn't sitting on him, but if holds her like this, then she'll indulge him and stay on his lap. ]

I'll make it up to you some time. [ Especially if he went through all this trouble. ] You're going to be so wowed when we have our first date.

[ They were kidding about it earlier at the restaurant, so she brings it up again, absolutely amused. ]

[ Back to the date talk! That's fine, he can do this. It's a little easier to tell she's just goofing off now. ]

Isn't it my job to wow you on the first date? Or are you so wowed already despite the fact you told me I'd never be charming? Or romantic?

[ He laughs, and he leans in, giving a playful kiss to her neck. ]

Are you still hung up on that?

[ She didn't think he'd bring it up. He's in good mood, at least, so he doesn't seem particularly offended. She does lean on him a little though, taking an open-mouthed breath when she feels his lips on her neck. ]

Ah... people change, you know.

Maybe a little. Buuut.... only if you still think it.

[ Another kiss...

Followed by him blowing a big fat raspberry on her neck.

Charming indeed. The paragon of romance right here. ]

[ See, that was sweet again, but he leans in and the blows a raspberry on her neck????

For a second or two, she's just sat there, frozen. ]

Kazuya.

[ She is careful when she settles the box on her lap. And then she grabs Kazuya's face by the cheeks, squeezing his face. ]

What do you think you're doing?

Goofing off?

[ His words are a little garbled from how she's squeezing his cheeks, but he doesn't seem particularly repentant about the raspberry.

He also makes no move to escape. ]

It must be so funny. And here I was, calling you charming and cute!

[ None of this has been charming and cute now. Kazuya just earned -10 points. ]

Apologise.

[ :( ]

No way. You don't actually think that anyway.

I did!

[ She squeezes his cheeks together some more, a bit more forceful this time. Her objection definitely has some weight to it, because she really did mean it and she is, once again, offended. ]

I'm definitely regretting that now!

[ He's gonna laugh now, squished face and all.

Her being offended does not stop him from pulling her up in his lap, closer. His voice is, once again, garbled further with the squishing.]

Do you mean it? You really think I'm cute and charming?

Not anymore.

[ He lost his chance in being cute and charming. ]

No apology from me, then.

[Unfortunate! She has his cheeks pulled, but that isn't going to stop him from bumping his head against hers like an overly affectionate cat.]

[ Ew, gross. The moment their foreheads touch, she lets go of him and puts some distance between them. ]

You're so uncute.

It's too late. You already told me you thought I was cute. No take backs now.

[ She moves away, and he moves forward with his silly little grin on his face.

It helps that she can't actually get away with him holding her like this.]

[ It's true, she can't get away, but she will try and squirm so he would let go of her, anyway. ]

Ew! No, I didn't say anything like that! Get away from me, ugly!

[ WEISS, ARE YOU 5 YEARS OLD OR WHAT ]

[ Nope, there's no escape, and Kazuya will aggressively pepper her with overly wet kisses anywhere he can reach. ]

Nope. You think I'm cute and you're not getting away from me until you admit it again!

Gross, get away from me!

[ If he's not gonna let her get away, she's gonna smush her hands on his face instead. KISS THAT, KAZUYA. 😡😡😡 ]

[Then! He'll! Kiss her hands!

Mwah.

He's being incredibly preformative about it too, complete with those little "mwah" noises for each and every kiss he gives to her and her hands.]

You like me. You think I'm cute. You think I'm charming.

You're not being very charming right now!

[ Just. SMACKS his face with her hand. ]

[He'll kiss her hand. Mwah mwah mwah.]

But you think I can be.

Don't make me take back saying yes to a date with you.

[ She wouldn't. Not in reality, but she will get really huffy and might not even talk to him for a bit if he does not let her win this. He should!! Apologise!!!!!!! ]

Give me a kiss and I'll apologize.

[:)]

[ She's not even going to dignify that with an answer. No way is he getting what he wants after planting raspberry after raspberry on her.

Enjoy her icy cold glare, Kazuya. ]

[ He is smiling in contrast to her glare, waiting patiently for that kiss... ]

[ They're going to sit like this for 50 hours unless he gives up. ]

[Unfortunately... They're both pretty wilful and prideful.

And Kazuya is exceptionally undeterred by her death glare. He knows she's a softie!!! She's shown him!!!]

...

[ Yeah, something's got to give, and it's her. He's lucky she's nice!!!

She grabs him by his cheeks again to smack her lips against his. If her nose and his bump in the process, she doesn't fucking care anymore. ]

[ Weiss does pry herself out of his hold not long after that though, getting up to head to their little table and sit there with her chocolates. ]

Only because you got me these!

[ :T They're really good... ]

[Their noses are bumped! And he laughs as she pries herself out of his grip, not putting up too much resistance as she does. If anything, he lets her go pretty easily, instead leaning back on his hands, a stupid smile on his face.]

Sorry for blowing a raspberry on you.

[And see? He can keep his word!]

Apology accepted.

[ ... Begrudgingly.

She said she'd save these, but honestly, she opens up the box and pops another piece in her mouth. They're really delicious :( And she has to turn around and have her back face him when she smiles, because that's just the reaction the chocolates get out of her! ]

[It's too bad she went so far away... He could have kissed her again!

Oh well.]

They're really good, huh? You're only allowed one box per person, but I almost tried to snatch two before I thought better of it.

[He doesn't want to get in trouble... Yet.]

Are these some sort of special item, then?

[ Someone doesn't know what "Valentine's" is... ]

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I didn't really hear what they were for, but I think it's for Valentines Day?

[ He doesn't know she doesn't know... ]

Is that a holiday?

[ She loves holidays!! She'll want to know more about it. ]

Mmm... Not quite? I guess it's more just a day to acknowledge couples and people you have a strong relationship with by giving them chocolates and gifts. Though in Japan, it's usually more expected of the women to give that stuff to guys, and then guys return the favour later on White Day, in March. Though I heard western countries don't have White Day, and both girls and guys just give each other stuff on the same day.

[It's simplifying it a bit, but... Honestly it's just a gift exchange.]

That sounds stupid.

[ Gross... showing affection and appreciation!!! Weiss is allergic to it. ]

[ But she looks at the box of chocolates in front of her, and it gets her to smile, anyway. She's only known Kazuya for a couple of months, but she does trust him. While she doesn't know much about him, nor has she shared a lot about herself, they have spent quite a lot of time together. The contract they have aside, she enjoys his company and prefers it over some others. ]

I guess we're doing this the other way around, then? I'll get you something nice on White Day.

It's a little silly, but people love doing it. Probably because people like giving others gifts?

[He likes giving gifts too... Though the box of chocolates should obviously indicate that.]

Do you have any holidays like that where you're from?

[He's curious... She's not from Earth, so there's a lot that he just doesn't know. But he does know that she may as well be like any other normal person, her glyphs and semblance and Aura aside.]

We have festivals and stuff? But nothing so... specific.

[ Not like this, anyway. It's pretty interesting, even though she wouldn't want to celebrate this in particular. ]

What other holidays are there, where you're from?

There's actually a bunch of them, though different countries celebrate different holidays, for the most part. We also have a bunch of festivals too, even in between the holidays.

[Hm. Where would he even start to name all of them? He leans back on his hands, looking up at the ceiling.]

New years is a pretty big one. It's both a holiday, and there's festivals and stuff. Then there's Coming of Age day, National Foundation Day, the Equinox.... [And he'll rattle off the rest of them bc theres sixteen and im not writing them all out.]

So, what's your favourite one?

[ There are a lot, after all. She imagines not all the holidays are for celebrating, either. ]

Uh.. I guess new years? Because of the festivals. It's pretty fun to go to them with friends and family, and it's always nice to see the fireworks.

[ Not that there aren't other ones with festivals, but new years always seems to be the big one. ]

Fireworks are very pretty.

[ And considering how Atlas is basically Remnant New York or some shit? She gets it! ]

Celebrating the new year is a big deal at home, too. There would be so many parties and shows, and people gather at the largest park in the city to countdown the minutes before midnight.

I've never gone to any of those before, but I imagine it must have been fun.

[ She speaks in the past tense since she can't experience that anymore. ]

[It's something he takes note of, the way she speaks of her home in the past tense. It's... A little sad. No, it is sad. Kazuya can't imagine not having a home to return to with his friends, but even now, even if he returns, it's not going to be the same either, is it?

Part of him really does dread leaving this place, to see what exactly is going to happen to everything, to everyone, to him when he returns.]

They do that too, where I'm from. Where everyone gathers in large groups to celebrate the new year... There's even a country where I'm from that makes an even bigger spectacle of it than we do. It's pretty nuts. For me... I prefer just going to the quieter festivals leading up to it. Where my friends and I could just hang out and maybe play some carnival games.

Do you go out with friends often?

[ Apart from the whole demon thing, she's learning a little more about him now. Festivals, games, hanging out with his friends... What is a normal life for him, she wonders. ]

Was this before or after you became the demon king?

[ It's overlord, Weiss, but in her head, it's the same thing. ]

I did... And the technical title is King of Bel, Overlord of Demons, but I guess that doesn't really matter.

[He rubs the back of his head, giving a small sigh.]

It was before. I haven't even been back home since I became Overlord, and I don't really know how things are going to turn out. Even before I left I was sort of public enemy number one in a lot of peoples eyes.

Well, if demons did consume people's souls and all that, I would assume you wouldn't have a lot of fans.

[ But that's about all the sass she'll give him when he doesn't look to happy about it, either. ]

How did you even get in that position to begin with?

It's mostly magnetite demons need to consume, but human souls are pretty concentrated versions of the stuff.

[ Just so she knows...! Which is why he's very, incredibly grateful to her to begin with, and he very much realizes how lucky he is that she agreed to contract him, and that she's even able to pull off her Aura in the first place. ]

It's kind of a long, convoluted story. Which starts thousands and thousands of years ago, but also it took place over seven days for me? I don't mind telling you about it if you want, as long as you realize that there's parts of it even I don't get or understand.

I'm using the simpler, more human definition.

[ You know, just so it's less complicated for her. ]

Go ahead. I mean, if we're going to be working together, I'd need some context, you know?

[ That is to say, given their contract, she should know more about him. And besides that, this is an effort to deepen their friendship by understanding him more. ]

[ He gives a slight nod. He doesn't blame her for wanting a simpler definition, even now it's still hard to wrap his head around it other than the fact it's something he needs now, as awful as it is. ]

Well... it started when a new God ousted an old one called Bel Marduk, and took over, casting all of the other gods at the time down into hell, and recreating the world in his image. That split the original power of Bel, and other demons consumed the pieces of it for their own.

[ Which is what he understands to have happened. It's not as if Naoya or even Babel or the other Bels knew, they had been fragmented for too long by the time he'd come around. ]

Um... to shorten this part, one of those pieces of Bel was either given or found it's way into one of the sons of the first humans that God created, Abel. That's the guy I'm reincarnated from.

[ And he assumes that Weiss remembers that much, at least. ]

And the story is that God wanted the best that Abel and his older brother Cain could offer him. Abel who was a shepherd, offered the blood of the first born of his sheep, and Cain who was a farmer offered the best of his crops.

[ But Kazuya exhales. This part is a little... shakey for him. He knows Naoya, knows that his cousinbrother is particularly sour about this. ]

God apparently didn't care about Cain's offering, or didn't like it. And so the story is that Cain got jealous and killed Abel. And for it he was cursed to reincarnate over and over, with his memories intact. And cursed to remember everything, always. And no matter what, no plants or crops will grow for him anymore.

[ A harsh punishment. An eternity of remembering, and Kazuya grips the sheets beneath his hands a little tighter.]

So Cain used his knowledge he'd accumulated over countless lifetimes to try and... kill god. The best way to do that was for all of the pieces of Bel, including Abel, who's soul I had a part of without even knowing, to join together to become the original Bel and fight and kill God.

So... Bel isn't a kind of demon, but is the name of the old god?

[ She really is trying to understand, Kazuya. She wants to be able to know these things, that if someone else asks her about him, she would be able to say something factual and not just things she's assumed or picked up from him. Of course, it isn't something she'd be sharing willingly, but that's the kind of level she wants to achieve in terms of knowing him. ]

How does that equate to you becoming the Overlord, then? Did all of Bel's pieces end up with you or something?

It's sort of a kind of demon, but it's more of a title. It means "King", so technically, King of Bel translates to King of Kings.

[He'll correct her, but it's done gently. It both is and isn't a kind of demon, and only demons with "Bel" in their names had the right to vy for the throne.]

And yeah, that basically sums up what happened. I ended up consuming the power of another demon called Beldr, and with that, my hat was thrown into the ring for the throne of Bel, because it gave the piece of Abel in me just enough... form, I guess? Anyway, to shorten the next part, demons at that point had invaded Tokyo, and the entire city was put into lockdown, with no way in or out. Enforced by both the government and angels alike. They told us that if we didn't get rid of the demons to pass God's trial, then they'd take away the free will from every human. And worst yet, they told me at one point that they wanted me to use the power of demons to lead mankind as their "Messiah" and spread God's word and law.

[Can you imagine, Weiss? Kazuya could have been an angel...]

I see.

[ King of Kings, huh, that's pretty hot. Oh no. ]

That story seems like it's a different one from demons invading your home, though? [ She is assuming Tokyo is his home, anyway. ] How did the government start working with angels?

And if it was a trial by "God" [ Yeah, she even does the quotation marks. Maybe their god needs an actual name. ], then why were demons part of it?

They're one and the same. God set this trial because humans summoned demons in the first place, but they only did it to accelerate the War for the Throne of Bel, so that they could... endorse the demon they wanted to win, so they could get that demon to kill God for them. The idea was that this way, humans wouldn't ever have to deal with another one of God's trials. And, um. The previous trials God sent to us were... "Splitting the common primal tongue" into different languages, and then flooding the Earth and making humans restart from scratch, at least those are the stories I know. There might even be more.

[Again, he rubs the back of his head.]

I'm not sure how the government started working with the angels to begin with. There's a good chance the angels threatened them or something.

[ Sounds to her like demons and Gods have their own beef and humans got caught in the middle. That leaves a bad taste in her mouth. ]

That's so ridiculous... Were you already the King of Bel when the angels wanted you to use the power of demons to become— [ She waves a hand dismissively. She forgot the term he used, sorry. ] whatever you just said?

No... I still needed to absorb I think.. Belzaboul and Belberith? [Man, those two really just happened back to back didn't they? And his skin itches when he thinks about the fight with Belzaboul...

Ugh. He'll take getting electrocuted any day over that.]

There was also... One of my friends had suggested that we take control of the Demon Summoning Program that my cousin made that let demons more easily into our wold in the first place, and that by doing that we could maybe send them back on our own. And then there was also a chance I could have maybe... Sent them back with another one of my friends using that same primal common tongue. I didn't think either of those would have worked, though. And I had already absorbed most of the Bel's by that point anyway, and... My cousin made a pretty good point: What was going to stop God from imposing another one of His trials on humans again later? It also wouldn't have done anything to free my cousin from his curse either. My cousin being the reincarnation of Cain, I found out later.

So I did what I thought was best. For him. And me, and my friends. I took the power of Bel for myself, so that I could kill God and free mankind from His shackles forever.

I should have asked this sooner, but when you say you're the reincarnation of Abel, this means you're still Kazuya, right? This isn't anything like... Abel's soul is inside you, and you have all his memories and you two are the same person?

[ Weiss is studying him as they talk now, wondering what he's thinking as he's explaining all this. It's. . . pretty messed up, and for the fate of all of the world, heaven and hell (or something) to be thrust upon him, it's a big responsibility.

It isn't easy. ]

Yeah... He's me, but I'm not him, if that makes any sense. I have some of his memories, but he's long dead and gone, and doesn't have any sort of influence over me. Normally when someone dies, their soul is sort of reverted to a blank slate in the sea of souls and scrubbed clean of all that lives memories. But because of how he died, that never really happened to him. His soul was shattered, and lots of people have had pieces over it over thousands of years. I just had a more complete piece.

[He was just one of them, and his piece had been the most... complete at the time. Something more concrete for the power of Bel to latch onto at the time.]

At least, that's how I understand it. I have the whole of it now, but it's kind of... I lost my own soul, but I still have his, but having his soul doesn't really mean anything for me, other than the fact that I can use the power of Bel.

[And as for how he feels about it... Well. Annoyed. Frustrated. Relieved, because what would someone else have done in his shoes? He had made the best decision with the information he had had at the time, and that's enough for him.

It doesn't stop him from wondering about the "what ifs" though.]

[ He did mention it before, about he doesn't have a soul. How he gave it up and is humanity. It doesn't necessarily mean she understands everything, but she understands a little better. ]

If you can do all that now because of what you gave up, what happened to the humans?

[ The ones who were sort of caught in the middle?

She isn't sure if he'll answer this one, but it's the last question she has for now. It always seemed even more complicated when his friends were involved in the story. ]

They... should be fine. At the end of it, after I became Overlord, there was a in-between state, where I was vulnerable to still dying. The angels tried to take advantage of that by sending humans after me and promising them that if they killed me, then they'd be spared.

[And... For an excruciating few hours, he had honestly thought the angels had turned people he genuinely cared about against him.]

But I ended up... Leaving the human realm, to fight with the Angels in their own home realm so that no humans would get caught up in my war. I didn't want anyone else involved, and I didn't want anyone else to get hurt.

[ He might be able to tell from the way she frowns, but she thinks that is absolutely messed up. Gods really do think everything is so easy... Just because they're all so powerful. They don't think about anyone else. ]

And then you killed the god of your world?

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[ That's something they can both agree on, then. That Gods have auch a warped vision of humanity in general. Like... Abandon your kids, set them to fail, then tell them if they do fail they'll never be able to do anything on their own ever again? That's pretty messed up. ]

That's right. His angels too. There shouldn't be any sort of "divinity" left, which means humans are free to choose their own paths now.

[ Or so he'd like to believe, but... Undoubtedly there are people who are going to look to him to fill that empty roll, or people who despise him. Already he's a national and international threat... ]

Ah, and all the demons should be back in the demon realm too, so they shouldn't be able to bother anyone. With the exception of those still in contracts with humans, anyway. They'll go back when those conditions are met.

Wouldn't those humans be in danger if they maintained contracts with demons?

[ Especially if Kazuya has become a public enemy and all. She imagines those people won't look kindly to humans with contracts either. ]

Maybe, maybe not. Demons are far stronger than humans are, even at their weakest, and even then, demons in a contract are outside my control, since contracts for all demons are absolute, no matter what.

[So yes, some people could be in danger, but also... Those same contracts could also save them, if worse came to worse.]

My friends back home, they still have their COMPs, and I trust them in that they're not going to cause any problems, and are probably even going to work together to destroy any other ones that are modified to summon demons, since without those modified ones, demon summoning and contracting becomes a lot harder.

Where does that put you? Are you going to work with them, too?

[ Or is that one of those complicated things where he probably won't try and see his friends again? ]

I don't really know. The government of Japan thinks I'm a national threat, and the world at large thinks I'm an international one. So at this point its pretty much the entire world against me.

[Even if there's nothing they could do to stop him, if he wanted. Which... brings another problem around, and he rubs the back of his head, and gives a heavy sigh.]

I could, technically, take over the world, you know. No one would be able to stop me. And.. I don't know, if I did that, maybe I could make some changes for the better, for humans as a whole. I've been thinking about it, what I'm going to do when I get back, and that's something that keeps popping up in my head. The other is to maybe lay low in the demon realm for a few years until things calm down, but why should I have to leave my home that I worked so hard to protect? If I go back, no matter what I won't be able to live a normal life, and there's a possibility that me even being around might make my friends targets unless I put my power to use to make a point.

[ This is why she doesn't think he's given up his humanity if he cares about these things. Weiss doesn't point that out though. There's no need to make him feel worse, if that would have that effect on him. ]

What was it you were doing last before you woke up here?

[ He said he'd only recently gotten his title and role, so it's all probably very, very recent to him. If he's given himself time to process all these thoughts, maybe he'd have more confidence talking about them, but since he hasn't decided... maybe being here has been a distraction for him.

Weiss wouldn't blame him for it, though. ]

I... just killed God.

[ He sounds uncertain, a little uncomfortable about saying it outloud. He's made no secret of what he thinks of God and His angels, but saying it out loud to Weiss, someone who isn't from Japan or even Earth, still makes uim uncomfortable because at it's core, it is blasphemous, and he doesn't want it to colour her judgement of him. ]

I hadn't even made it back to the human realm yet.

Then... use this time here to decide what it is you want to do.

[ It'll take some time, but she knows they'll all get back to their own worlds, where they're needed. ]

I'm not really great at giving advice. But I'm glad you told me all this.

[ Use the time here to decide what it is he wants to do.

Easier said than done. He knows what he wants to do, but achieving that isn't possible anymore. A normal life just can't happen for him. He told everyone he'd come back, and so he will, but staying there is another issue entirely.

He furrows his brow, looking at the floor, rather than Weiss.]

Yeah. I told you I would. And that's not a bad plan, I guess.

[ Now she's wondering what he would do if any of his friends showed up here. That's going to be very complicated for him, it seems...

She gets up from her by the table so she can plop down in bed and sit next to Kazuya. Placing a hand over his, she tells him: ]

It's tough, carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders, but I'm sure everything will work out fine in the end. It might take time and it might not be easy, but they will.

[ He's quiet, and he leans against her as she places her hand on his.

She's not wrong. Again, it's something he shouldn't have had to go through, to have done. But in that same vein, ge wouldn't have trusted anyone else to make the choices he did, the ones he feels most correct about, but still unsure.

So he'll change the topic, not wanting to really linger on it too long.]

... I wonder what will happen to our contract when we leave here. It's a pretty powerful binding magic, you know. Not even I can break it.

You say that now, but I was under the notion that you can just pop in and out between worlds. You're definitely coming with me to Remnant when I need you.

[ And... you know. Fight with her. That's gonna be a thing now when he's not busy ruling the demons of hell or whatever. ]

I can.

[ He agrees, with a nod. But that had been between the worlds he had known about, so who knows?

Then again, he does have this new god-like power, so maybe he is right in believing he could just "pop" over to Remnant whenever Weiss needed him. ]

I guess I don't really have a choice for that, do I?

[ There's a laugh at the end of that, signifying that it's teasing when he says that. Of course he'll be around when she needs him. ]

Nope.

[ Guess they're stuck together, whether they like it or not. ]

When everything is over and I won't need to fight anymore, I don't think I would need your abilities as much anymore, though. I think that might get boring for you.

You think it'd be boring to not have to fight anymore? [ Well, that's a little silly. ]

You know, this whole fighting thing is incredibly new for me, right? I'd never even so much as thrown a punch before getting stuck in the lockdown. I'm pretty confident that I could entertain myself without needing to fight. Especially on a brand new world.

What exactly do contracted demons do apart from that?

[ Seriously, that is a question she wants an answer to. If not for their power, what other reasons for a contract could there be? ]

... oh. That's great, then. [ A beat. ] Does this mean you really just fight with your demons and magic and nothing else?

Technically they're there to grant the desires of their summoner. It doesn't necessarily have to be fighting. [ A pause. ] Our contract is a little different, since normally when its fulfilled, the contract ends and the demon returns to where it came from. Normally with the summoners soul. But since ours is ongoing in perpetuity, it'll only end when you die.

[ Not a pleasing thought, but the truth none the less. Though he's already told her about this much. ]

I said before the lockdown. I know how to throw a decent punch now... though it is mostly using my demons and magic, yeah.

I can't believe you're gonna see me when I'm old and grey.

[ Weiss, your hair is already white...

If Kazuya knows how to throw a decent punch, though. . . That's interesting. Weiss isn't the strongest out there, but she's pretty sure she can put up a good fight with her Aura.

And so, she puts up both her palms, finger slightly curled, meant to catch his fists. ]

Punch me.

Absolutely not.

[ He is not going to punch her, for several reasons. The main one being that if he did, if he really put his all into it, he's fairly certain he could probably punch a hole right through her, and that's something he definitely doesn't want.

Also because: ]

I don't hit girls.

[ His mother would kill him. She'd find a way to do it, hes certain. ]

What? Are you worried for me?

[ Kazuya, please. She is touched, but at the same time... ]

I can take you. [ In more ways than one. ] Punch me!

[ She gives her hands a shake to get his attention. Hello??? Fists! Here! ]

Are you aware that I could punch your head clean off your shoulders?

[ She shakes her hands and motions for it, but he still doesn't move to punch her. ]

Besides, even if I held back, I don't want to hurt you at all, or even risk it. Or even punch someone in the first place? Even if I could probably heal you back to full after.

[He'll even move to put his hands over hers, curling his fingers over her own to get her to stop gesturing to do it. ]

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[ Frankly? She is disappointed. If Yang were here, she'd probably punch Kazuya already just to get him to punch her back. ]

You're so boring sometimes.

Because I don't want to hurt someone I care about?

[That's what makes him boring? Caring about his friends???

Just because he can, he'll lift her by both hands so her feet are off the ground.]

Besides, I don't need to punch you to show off my strength. Not that you really weigh anything to begin with, despite all the sweets you eat.

Hey, don't pull too hard!

[ HER ARMS PLEASE Weiss was not meant to dangle off the ground

... does a little kick at the air ]

You've made your point!

[ She's tough though, right? She can manage to deal with it a little.

The kick is just too funny to put her down immediately. ]

What's the magic word?

Just do it, you jerk!

[ Those are definitely the magic words. ]

[He'll lift her a little higher.]

Those aren't the magic words.

[ Then she will stay here. IN SILENCE. >:T ]

...

[He lifts her even higher.... And immediately puts her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. :)]

[ This bag of potatoes is ANGRY and starts hitting his back and kicking. ]

Kazuya! Put me down!

[ She could easily push him away, but she doesn't have it in her to actually use her Aura and get into fight mode... Alas, Weiss without her Aura is just a piece of paper. ]

Not until you say please. I'm a very evil demon overlord, you see.

[ And he'll even spin a bit. Not enough to make her dizzy, just twice as she beats on his back and kicks at his chest. ]

May I remind you that we have a contract? You being a demon overlord doesn't mean anything!

[ Though she probably doesn't sound so threatening, hanging off him like this... And she has to pause every now and then just to be able to say what she wants to say, too!

KICKING HIM SOME MORE. ]

I'm still on top!

Is that what you want? To be on top?

[He replies, teasingly. Yes, technically she did tell him that once awhile ago, and yes, he still wouldn't mind giving it a try.

Except he gives another spin as he's kicked, whirling on his heel.]

I'm telling you to show me some respect, Kazuya!

[ >:( She's definitely using that "Master" card now.

But she realises that it's a moot point to keep struggling. Hitting him and kicking him isn't doing anything.

Maybe he'll get bored of her if she just stays perfectly still. ]

Hmm... I'll think about it.

[ But that fight leaves him as she seems to give up and go slack in his hold. Alas, she seems to have accepted her fate.

Which means she's going to get placed gently on the bed after a few long seconds of nothing. ]

Better, Princess?

[ This started off so well... He gave her a present and she was so touched, and then he just had to ruin it! Once she's back on the bed, Weiss scrambles to her side, placing her pillows around her after drawing her legs to her chest. This is her fort. He's not allowed to go near. ]

Only barely.

[ Ohh she's miffed. But not completely upset. He kneels at the edge of her bed, crossing his arms on it and laying his head down.

His smile hasn't left his face yet, but it is much fonder now, though still fairly playful.

He expects he'll be hit with a pillow sometime in the future for his behaviour here, but oh well.]

Then how can I make up for my serious transgression?

[ Yes, he is going to get hit by a pillow. Right now, even. At least it's a light smack on the face. ]

No making fun of me.

[ This can be resolved by saying "Yes". It's not like it's a binding agreement that he would get hurt if he made fun of her. He can still do it anyway so long as he lies to her face now. ]

[ He laughs as he's smacked. Being hit with a pillow by an angry girl is definitely something that most certainly ranks up there as "Worst Attack Endured".

Not. ]

Mhm... Only if you don't make fun of me either.

[ Impossible challenge. He already knows this because of how frequently she's called him out on the network. ]

What? When have I ever made fun of you?

[ SHE IS INNOCENT, YOUR HONOUR ]

There's several times that immediately spring to mind, but I'll start off with the one where you very publicly called me a slut.

[Which, by the way, he doesn't seem too hurt or upset about.]

...

[ Weiss remains silent for a good few seconds. Yes, she remembers. Yes, she most certainly did that. But now she's starting to feel bad. ]

Were you mad at me when I did that?

No.

[Not a "Not really." Which might indicate that maybe he was a little, it's just a flat out "No" he wasn't upset at all.

He's definitely been called worse things.]

You'd have to do a lot worse than that to make me mad.

I won't do it again.

[ He said no, but still... Maybe she'll lay off jokes like that. She was just trying (?) to be encouraging, is all. ]

[ Hm. Well, if she really won't, then he can relent a little himself.

He stays on the edge of the bed, but makes himself much more comfortable, near flat against it, using it to supporthis already slim weight.]

Then I'll stop teasing you as much too.

[ Not that he's going to stop entirely, he likes riling her up a little, at least in small ways. ]

[ She almost wants to say how she doubts it, but... be nice, Weiss. Be nice! ]

Thank you.

[ How long will this truce last. . . ]

[... Hmmm....

Tentatively, Kazuya outstretches his hand towards her...!?

(He's expecting to shake on it.)]

...?

[ Is he trying to a high-five? No, palm isn't up... huh!

She places her hand on his, her finger tips. You know, as a lady would. ]

Verbal agreement.

[ He says, offhandedly as he gives her hand a little shake. It's nothing binding, of course. He doesn't feel like making it that way, if only because he assumes it's also a little fun for her to tease him in turn.

With that done, it's time for him to invade her pillow fortress on the bed, scooting up to place his head in her lap.

There's no lewd intent here! He's just being sweet and wanting cuddles.]

There doesn't have to be one. I meant it!

[ But if this guy really is all about contracts, then okay!

With that over, Weiss can go back to relaxing, especially after her workout earlier. Kazuya being all cuddly though... Ah, well. Weiss normally isn't so affectionate when they aren't having sex, but maybe this is okay.

He did get her something nice and make her heart beat really fast earlier. ]

Want me to sing you a song?

[ A hand gives him a pat on the head for now. She'll warm up a little more soon. ]

I know.

[ He doesn't really mean it as anything more than an offhanded comment, really! But he's comfortable here, so he doesn't really say anything otherwise, nor take the time to explain that.

If anything, he hums a little as she asks him that and pats his head.]

If you want.

[He's just chilling here until Weiss doesn't want him here anymore.]

The cute thing to do would be to just say "yes".

[ Always leaving her to do what she wants... She was trying to be nice to him!!!

But if she wants is good enough for now. Because she leans back in her seat, fingers weaving through his hair as she massages his scalp. She hums a tune softly, starting with the quiet piano notes, 'til she moves to sing the actual lyrics too. ]

[- Weiss will find a little basket of flowers in front of her room, tucked in a corner so no one steps on it. If she's lucky and no one snoops around and takes the card, she'll find a short note.]

I had a wonderful time talking to you. I hope you enjoy these
- Yasha

[It is very noticeable that this person doesn't write often, but she's doing her very VERY best to make it readable and nice. There's even an attempt at a little doodle of a flower.]

[ It was like pulling teeth just to get a single staff member to even look at him. Such was the difference from going from some of the highest of highs, all the way down to the literal pits. So much so that when it came time to...ah, "relocate" Mr. Bloodedge to his new quarters, they wordlessly attempted to take a pile of things sitting on a table away. These weren't for some sardonic, rude 2 now. What was he even using them for? Some of them haven't even been touched!

But before they can cart them away, a frustrated growl fills the air from their newly appointed guest, long strides carrying him between the front door of this Jack suite and the guy carting the stuff.

"Please move, sir. These no longer belong to—" ]

Look, jackass, they're not for me!

[ ...That grants the staff member pause, cocking a brow at this prickly guest. With that in the open, Ragna sighs deep, a frown marring his lips to match. ]

They're for... someone else.

— — —
[ Perhaps it's because it's on behalf of someone else that he barely holds the receptionist's attention long enough to carry out his request. A bellhop is along momentarily to fulfill the order, driving home the point that Ragna's so fortunate they're going the extra mile for their...overbooked guest. Too bad all that does is make him give even less of a shit. Just make sure these get to where they're supposed to go.

And so, whether Weiss is home or not, there are three rhythmic raps of white-gloved knuckles upon her door, followed by:

"For Miss Weiss Schnee."

But she won't find anyone waiting to hand them off to her. Having anyone wait on a 5 was already spotty at best. The deliverer has already left. And lying in front of her room is a small pile of gifts, some of the wrapping ripped and re-taped at the ends as if someone's already snooped through them, wilted white roses atop untouched. Among the matching pair of frosted, gilded champagne flutes and matching chocolates (with one missing...), she'll find other various, presumably safe gifts befitting newlyweds to go through. ...Even if he may have missed one or two items.

And a plain white card titled out to her by first name alone, that when flipped over reads: ]

Looks like I'm one of the unlucky ones after all. Thanks for hanging out.
— Ragna

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[ It's because Nami knows that Weiss, like her, can appreciate a good square of high-quality paper that's adorned with ink of equally fine caliber, that she pulls out her best for the drawing that's slid under the other woman's door, secure and safe from prying eyes in an elegantly simple envelope with Weiss name scrawled on the front in her nicest script.

The drawing itself is of Weiss from behind, the curves of her body accentuated by the half-leaning pose Nami's drawn her in, her long braid slung over her shoulder, leaving the painting of the night sky on Weiss' back – the same painting Nami herself put on Weiss' back that afternoon they spent together after their shopping trip – unobstructed.

'Thought this one came out good enough to share. - Nami.' Is all she writes at the bottom of the page. Being to the point is comfortable, after all. ]

[ Such a pleasant surprise... Weiss is fortunate no one else was in the room with her when she saw what was on the floor. Lovely envelope, very nice handwriting, good paper, an even lovelier sketch? Weiss has nothing but praise for it all. Though she can't help but wonder why Nami didn't just knock.

Some time later, she's sending Nami a photo of the drawing, on the table with red and white flower petals scattered all over the frame, some pens, and a cup of coffee. ~aesthetic~ ]

It's lovely, Nami.

I can't help but ask, though... you said "This one"? Do you have more?

[ Because knocking and handing the drawing to Weiss directly would put Nami into a position where she'll have to own up to being soft and kind face to face, which sounds – hard and weird, actually. ]

Good. I'm happy you like it.

A few rough drafts, I was drawing you from memory and didn't want to get your shapes down wrong.

[ She'll send a picture of a page in her notebook following that message, with a few more doodles of Weiss in various poses with her back exposed, as well as a couple studies of her hands, and shoulders – parts Nami especially likes. ]

If you wanna sit for me sometime, I could use the practice. Most of the people I draw are asleep.

It sounds like we ought to see each other more if you aren't sure about the things you remember.

[ You know... give Nami more memories to scan in her mind if she ever wants to use Weiss as a muse again.

The next set of doodles are all very interesting, really. Nami's really good at this. Even though her goal is to make a map of her world, Nami is talented with a lot of other things, too. ]

Hands always seem so difficult to draw. Not that I'm an expert in drawing people to begin with.

And I wouldn't mind. That sounds awesome, actually! It's an old style of painting, where I'm from, using live models and all. We hardly do it now because of cameras, but I'd love to try it out some time.

Sounds like I'm going to have a lot of trouble memorizing you if getting to see you for reminders is on the table.

[ It's not like she needs the help, as far as enabling Nami's greediness goes, but, flirting with Weiss is fun. ]

They are, but they're some of my favorite parts too, maybe because they're trickier, but I think they reveal a lot about a person too.

Really? Whenever you want, then. I can already think of a few poses I'd like to draw you in.

[ That actually gets giddy little laugh out of her. Weiss is lucky this isn't a phone call. ]

I'm sure we can hang out even just ONCE without getting our hands all over the other. I guess that means the other times we've spent together were more like handsouts, instead of hangouts, huh?

[ why would you want to fuck her at this point tbh ]

Hands? I guess so. I mean, people read fortunes with people's hands too, right?

So, how long do you think this might take? Being in this casino makes me sooo busy, I barely have any free time. I'll have to find an open day for you.

[ Because she's weak for silliness, please never ask her about it. ]

Sounds like kind of a challenge if I'm being honest. Do we call next time a handsin?

Yeah, a seasoned gambler like yourself, I'm lucky you're answering me at all. Shouldn't you be spinning the roulette wheel or something?

Whenever, for as long as you want.

Are you setting my expectations for next time?

I can barely win in blackjack... I'm bad at the games in the casino, and I hate it.

In any case, that was a joke! I'll always make time for you. And I'm not just saying that to flirt with you, either.

Your place, then? Or do you want to do this elsewhere? I think a picnic might sound nice, now that I'm thinking about it.

As in, you want us to try keeping our hands to ourselves?

[ Ugh. She's so freaking cute!!!! ]

You know I could help you with any of those games, right?

I know, I was saying all that to flirt with you.

A picnic would make for good scenery to draw you in. Not that scenery matters much with you there.

Oh! Let's not talk about what I was thinking about. PRETEND I SAID NOTHING.

[ hands in... like... her fingers inside— YOU KNOW WHAT, NAMI, SHUSH. ]

What, seriously? I know the basics— I've read books about them! But I'm still bad at it. And no, I'm not going to resort to cheating!

[ Just in case Nami was going to suggest that. ]

Flirting or no flirting, I just wanted to make that clear.

You know where would be a nice place to go? The beach. Too bad there isn't one here.

I've only gone to one once on a class trip. I imagine you've been to a lot of beaches with all your travels... I'm kind of jealous! Also jealous of your crewmates who get to travel with you. 😏

[ Oh! Oh! Weiss and her moments of directness don't usually go over Nami's head like this, and once she realizes she missed the point, she can't help regret it. ]

What if I don't want to? What if I like that idea better?

[ How much of a shame that there's no beach leaves her thoughtful, as she is almost any time she's reminded of what a drag it is to be stuck on dry land for a long time. ]

It's not too late to join up. My captain's around, and he loves recruiting people.

What, did you figure it out? Or were you just pretending like you didn't get it?

[ Gurl... That's gonna make her huffy and pouty. ]

I'm already part of my own team: Team RWBY. We aren't pirates, though. They're going to fall apart if I leave.

Just figured it out, why would I pretend? Not my kind of flirting.

Understood, I'm what keeps my idiots alive back home too.

I just feel like someone would pretend. In any case, our hands. They're very useful tools.

Hmm... We really do have quite a lot in common, don't we? Looks like we have good taste.

It's hard to forget how useful around you.

[ 😏 ]

In idiots and friends? I'll agree with you there.

When am I seeing you again, anyway?

My suite is just right around the corner. All you have to do is knock or send a message. I'm happy to move my schedule around for you! And there really isn't much to do in a sex casino...

Admittedly, there isn't much to do here, but we should go out and have a spa day or something some time.

But I'm also happy to just watch TV or have breakfast together.

[Weiss will find a package by her door early that morning, or she may have spied something red the midnight before if she came back late that leaves before she can confront. Either way, there's a small box of chocolate-chip cookies there for her that's nicely wrapped with a red ribbon, and a small message that says---

"Happy Birthday. I can't make it to your party, so enjoy these instead. - Rinne"

He'd stick around and give it personally, but he's frankly a sex-addled mess right now so it's a miracle he managed to even get a package for her.]

[ Approximately at the stroke of midnight, depending on whether Weiss has gone to bed, there will be a knock on her door; if she is already sleeping then there's another knock in the early morning. There's a staff waiting upon her with a small light blue-coloured gift box with a darker blue satin ribbon tied around it. Along with it is a small note:-

"Happy birthday Miss Schnee. Many apologies that I'm not able to gift you this in person. May you continue to shine as bright as you do. — R"

Inside the box is a small glass perfume bottle with a snowflake design, as well as the white printed name "Icy Imp" below it. Even with just the simple initial on the note, it's probably no surprise who made the gift for Weiss. The perfume contains a refreshing and playful scent carrying notes of ice/snow, berries and floral, with a hint of sandalwood and bergamot underneath. Enjoy your new scent, Weiss! ]

Are you done with Ragna yet? Are you in your room?

[ She's not going to answer that first question and give any attention to him and whatever is happening between him and Ragna. JUST... CASUALLY SHOVES THAT THING UNDER THE RUG EVEN IF THERE'S THAT BIG MESS ON THE FLOOR. ]

I was actually about to send you a message.

Where are you taking me tonight, my sweet Overlord?

Somewhere fancy.

But you didn't answer if you were in your room. Inquiring guys need to know.

You'd better not show up to where I am without any clothes on, Kazuya...

[ That's why he's asking where she is... right???? ]

I'm in my room though, yes. Should we meet elsewhere?

Why would I show up in your room without any clothes on? What have I done to make you think I would do that???

[COME ON.... hes not that kind of guy!!!]

I wanted to know because I'm sending some stuff over for you. Check the table.

[There's a heart shaped box of chocolates with a lace ribbon, sat next to a bunch of roses made out of ice, though they don't seem to be melting at all. Cool to the touch, but not freezing like one might suspect.]

Given where we are, I think it's a reasonable idea to have! Not that I'd want you to do that.

You aren't delivering them yourself?

[ She has not gotten up to check the table, but she does see that there are some new stuff there! ]

Do I really seem like the kind of guy who would do that???

And not these. I've got some other stuff I'm going to hand deliver, thank you very much. I'll be there in a few minutes.

You ate something weird?

[ His response gets her to stand and check out what's on the table. She hasn't even gone too close and she's smiling already. And she sends him a photo of the table once she's close enough, the gifts he's sent her at the centre of it. ]

You didn't make the flowers, did you?

They're beautiful. Kind of reminds me of home, too. We had a garden where the flowers would get frozen from the cold sometimes.

Nope. I'm drug free as far as I'm aware. I was really careful to not eat anything weird, so hopefully it's fine.

And yes, I made them. A handmade gift is more thoughtful, right? They shouldn't melt either, so they're good for as long as we're in this place together. I'm glad that they remind you of home.

Let's just hope it stays that way, then.

How did you do that? Can I do something like that, too?

It's a bit more thoughtful if you gave them to me personally. But thank you, Kazuya. I don't need to put these in water or anything, right? You said they shouldn't melt.

Maybe, with a bit of practice. I can show you how later, if you want?

I have something to give to you personally too, but I wanted you to get those before I showed up. And you shouldn't need to put them in water. I guess you could if you wanted it to look nicer? I'm not sure.

I'd like that.

And I said no gifts on my birthday! I can't believe there's something more, too.

[ Kazuya... Now you're just spoiling her completely. She honestly doesn't know how to feel about this. She's touched and appreciative of course, but there's a part of her that feels like she doesn't deserve all this. ]

You did say no gifts, but it's your birthday, so I wanted it to be special. Besides, I promise it's nothing big or outrageous?

I'll be there soon. Just need to finish finalizing something. Maybe 5 more minutes?

[ He needs to make sure the dinner reservations are perfect! He's a low rank, so it can't be helped that it takes more finessing, more wrangling, and most importantly, more cash to make sure things go smoothly.

True to his word though, he'll show up roughly five minutes later, more flowers in hand and sufficiently suited up for somewhere nice. He'll even knock on her door instead of just teleporting in! ]

It's already special because I get to spend it with people I like. Thank you, Kazuya.

Sure. I'm not done with my hair yet, anyway. I'll should be ready when you get here.

[ The knock on her door minutes after that? Honestly a little surprising! She thinks it's somebody else at the door, until she takes a peek from the peephole. When Weiss opens the door, it's with a teasing smile on her face. ]

I was waiting for you to pop in! What's with the change of heart?

[ She opens the door some more and gives him space to step in, though, smooching him on the cheek once he's near enough. ]

I told you, I wanted it to be special.

[But that kiss is returned on her cheek, and he's quick to offer her the other flowers. And a birthday card too, tucked in with them. It was... The least raunchy one he could find. Somewhat bordering on romantic, even?]

Besides, if I keep teleporting everywhere I'm going to get even more out of shape than I already am.

I doubt you can even gain any weight.

[ He doesn't even need to eat human food anymore! But she shakes her head anyway; Kazuya's ridiculousness is something she's gotten used to by now. ]

I feel like my room is too small for all these flowers but... I guess I can put these in the bathroom? And the ones from earlier by the bed.

[ Which she's going to start taking care of now! He said it probably doesn't need any water, but she does head to the bathroom to fill out the vases she's bought with a bit of water. It looks better that way! The flowers go in after that, and she places one vase by the sink in the bathroom, and then she heads back out to place the other atop her shelf. ]

There we go.

You don't know that. What if I become a pudgy, rolly polly demon king?

[He'll follow her around to help as needed! Though honestly it won't be too much, since it's just putting flowers in a vase with some water, but he hovers anyway.]

Kind of makes me wish I could have made you something for your birthday instead of taking you out somewhere... My specialty is deserts, just so you know. My cousin really traditional Japanese sweets, so I ended up getting really good at making them.

Like that'd ever happen.

[ Boy doesn't even eat!! Much!! ]

I don't mind. [ To which she shakes her head. By now, she's done decorating the place, and her attention is all on Kazuya. ] I like that we're doing something, anyway.

And it's not like we have a kitchen here... but maybe next time? What about on your birthday? We can ask Nami if we can use her kitchen!

Maybe on my birthday it'd be fun if we could both cook together.

[Actually.... It sounds kind of nice? But-]

I don't really know Nami that well, so I think it might be a bit strange if I asked if we could use her kitchen. My birthday isn't for a few months anyway at least, so there's plenty of time still to move up the ladder.

You could always try and get to know her.

[ Although fair warning, Kazuya. If you thought Weiss was sassy... well, she's got competition. ]

I can also ask her some time. Maybe she'd want to have a bite of what you make, too!

[That's fine. Kazuya isn't contracted to Nami!]

I can definitely make her some too. But I probably should get to know a few more people... Especially ones higher up on the food chain here.

[Hm...]

Maybe you should introduce me?

The food chain...

[ Kazuya, please! Nami is delicious, but she is not food. ]

And I could, sure. Maybe I can set up all of us hanging out together, or something.

[THE METAPHORICAL FOOD CHAIN....]

If you do, should I bring anything? Flowers? Girls like flowers, right?

I don't think she's that kind of girl.

[ Not princessy like her, but you know what? Go for it, Kazuya. ]

But I think she'd appreciate it. I bet the thoughtfulness would make her feel special.

I'd offer to bring snacks, but my luck with getting the nondrugged versions of those is kind of...

[ He gives a wibble-wobble motion of his hand. No, his track record is not the greatest, and he's sure that Weiss knows it. ]

Flowers are definitely the safer bet.

We pretty much know where the safe snacks are! I think we can find something for her.

[ So snacks and flowers. She's deciding for him. ]

I should be ready to go now, too. Where are we headed?

Snacks and flowers it is, then.

[He still doesn't feel right bringing snacks, but he's a little concerned that maybe that will be the time they're the drugged ones! He's a little gunshy.

He'll offer his arm to Weiss like a gentleman.]

I thought maybe we could hit the Gilded Cage? I got us a private room there.

[Which cost a pretty penny! Or chip, in this case. And it was clear that the private room was meant for activities that weren't just eating, but Kazuya just wants a nice sit down dinner with Weiss!

Though he's already resigned himself to being teased.]

I'll let you know what she says. You'd better free your schedule then.

[ Nami is a queen, after all. Not just in rank! She's pretty important to Weiss, too, just like Kazuya is. Whatever Nami says must happen, though. ]

Oh, fancy. [ It'd be nice if they find some other place to eat at at some point. Maybe it'd be nice to go around the mall and find some places there. Throughout the resort though? It's the Gilded Cage that's most fancy. Weiss hasn't even gone there too many times because it does cost quite a lot just to dine in.

A private room? That must have cost Kazuya a lot. She's grateful, and it makes her determined to make sure he enjoys tonight, too.

She links their arms together and gives his bicep a soft pat. ]

Lead the way then.

I'll make sure to keep my schedule clear for whenever you decide.

[He does give a amused little hum, more so when she takes his arm and pats his bicep! It's silly. He's not anyone particularly fancy on his own, but he did have to work very, very hard to make sure that the people at the Gilded Cage took him seriously! Especially for a private dining room in their luxurious halls. Something pretty hard to do at the minuscule rank of 3.

But! He's managed it, and he's definitely relieved.]

Wanna walk there?

[It's... Not obscenely far to walk, from Weiss' room. More so from his, but he spends very little time there anyway.]

Or conserve our energy and just have me teleport? Your choice, birthday girl.

I am pretty hungry... Do your thing and teleport us there.

[ That was very considerate of him to ask! And she'd normally prefer to walk, but she wants to get to the food quicker. ]

You got it.

[But first! He's going to lean in to give a quick, affectionate, kiss to her cheek!

And then they're in the entry of the Gilded Cage, and though the staff members are particularly Uppity... It's Weiss' birthday and they all seem to know it, so like Royalty they will be treated for their stay!

And they're quickly led to their private dining area too, which has also been made fairly fancy and High Class.

Hence why Kazuya is wearing nice clothes...]

[ Weiss' clothes are always nice, but she does look a little extra special today thanks to it being her birthday! A nice blue dress, a new necklace gifted to her by Ragna, paired with sapphire drop earrings, she does look the part of royalty today. One might think that she was, if not for her rank.

The special treatment everyone else seems to be giving her is nice, too. It's not as suffocating compared to the treatment Scott as a king receives, which is great! It's just enough that she's shown respect.

If only this place showed the same amount of respect to everybody... It's so silly.

Once they're in their private room, Weiss waits for her chair to be pulled so that she can be seated. She'll behave and wait for anything else Kazuya may have prepared, be it a set menu course or some other. ]

Have you been here before?

Does teleporting into their kitchens to steal some food before teleporting back out count?

[.... Listen, he's a demon. He was curious. He didn't even cause that big of an issue...!

But he's only admitting that out loud because this is, again, a private room where no one could possibly overhear them! It's soundproofed, or something.]

Honestly, it's a little too rich for my blood, but it's a special occasion, and I've got more than enough saved up, so why not splurge a little?

You what?

[ Please excuse her. She's just... in awe of how much of a criminal you are, Kazuya. ]

Why would you steal food?

Intrusive thought.

[Really, yeah. That's what it boils down to, and he just kind of shrugs.]

Also, they stole me, so I figure they can deal with me stealing a bit of food from them. Fair's fair.

[He has zero regrets about this, sorry....]

You really should be sharing these things than keep them to yourself, then.

[ It's just food, after all! It doesn't really harm anybody. But also, please don't commit worse crimes than this.

In any case, before she opens up the menu, she does ask: ]

Do you want to order for us both? I'll try whatever you want me to try.

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["Please don't commit worse crimes than this" ahaha.... Well. No one's gotten hurt, yet? He's definitely been stealing things... And cheating at casino games.]

I actually think you might have a better idea of what sort of things you might like from this kind of place than I would. Not to put the pressure on you, but I want to make sure you really enjoy yourself.

[As for him... He wants to just get something basic... Maybe a small salad to start followed by some kind of pasta? Though pasta can be fairly heavy... Decisions decisions.]

[ Definitely no pressure, so she shakes her at that comment before opening up the menu. ]

Then... what about a Caesar salad? [ A salad is a must for Weiss' diet, after all. ] Ooh, I wanna try the arancini, too.

And the lobster pasta? Do you want to split that one? I don't think I can finish all of it.

[ The other two are for sharing, but they're pretty light that Weiss can finish them all if Kazuya doesn't want them. ]

That sounds really good.... I think it's probably best if we both split things, since neither of us really have a big appetite.

[He's got enough saved up that it shouldn't be too bad on his wallet regardless, but there's also still that to contend with.]

I don't think I've ever really had Italian food before. Actually, I ate pretty traditionally outside of fast food with friends back home.

Italian? Oh!

[ SHE READ THAT IN A BOOK SOMEWHERE ]

Antonio Vivaldi!

... The violinist?

[Is what he says immediately, before he realizes that, duh, Weiss doesn't know what Italian food actually is!]

Oh! Sorry... Italy is a country where I'm from... And where Italian food as a concept is from. Kind of like how we had sushi, which is a typical dish from Japan, and I'm Japanese. Is it the same for you? Actually whats the term for someone born in Atlas anyway?

[ That was probably a very random thing to say, but Weiss clarifies, waving a hand dismissively. ]

No, I know! It's just— I was reading up about music from Earth in the library. When you mentioned Italian food, I thought of him!

Someone from the Kingdom of Atlas is Atlesian, although you can be from the city or Mantle or the smaller areas in the kingdom.

Yeah, I know how to play some of his pieces. Kind of weird that he's the one who came to your head. Usually Bach or Mozart or Beethoven would be the first ones someone would see or think about.

[Weird... But he supposes that anyone who reads anything about music from Earth would likely come across his name too. It's not like he was unknown, just not usually the first people would think of.

Either way, he nods along with what Weiss is saying.]

That's really cool... Which part are you from?

The others aren't Italian though, aren't they?

[ Though she's yet to read about Bach... Maybe she'll ask Leo about him. ]

I'm from the city. [ She won't talk about the Schnees owning their own hill and all and living on top of everyone else gadsgad that's just... Nah. Besides, Atlas is gone. ] Rather, I was, anyway.

I wish I could show you some time, but even if we did find ourselves back in Remnant, we wouldn't be able to.

No, two were from Germany, and the other was from Austria. [ But she's talking about way more interesting things than long dead composers. ]

Is it a "No Longer Exists" kind of deal or "Not Welcome Here" deal? Because if it's the latter, I can be pretty persuasive.

Yeah. That's why when you said Italian, I thought of him. I'm sure there must be others I'll read about at some point, too.

[ Maybe she'll be brave enough to try a piece at some point. Kazuya said he could play though? She'll have to ask him again too. ]

I told you about Salem before. Atlas is gone now because she and her followers attacked the kingdom. The only way to save the everyone was to teleport them to another city and let the kingdom fall.

[ That's... the first time she's said it all out loud. Even she looks stunned now that she's said it. The next breath she lets out is heavy, but it almost sounds like she's been keeping it in for so long. ]

Anyway, let's order, shall we? I'd rather not talk about depressing things on my birthday.

Then lets talk more about composers.

[She's right, it's better to not talk about such depressing things on her birthday!]

Or at least their pieces. Have you managed to hear any of them? I can play some, if you get me a violin, though I might be a little out of practice.

I've seen some of their pieces. I've always wanted to try one on the piano, though, but I don't want to practice in front of a bunch of people.

[ There is a piano in the casino after all, but it's not really the best place for learning a new piece. ]

I'm not sure where we can get a violin for you, either...

What about one of the people who are high rank? Do you think they could request a piano and violin for us? Maybe we could even play a few pieces together, if they manage to get one?

[Just a thought! And it would be kind of fun, playing with Weiss, though he's definitely out of practice by this point.]

I suppose we can try and ask Nami when I introduce you to her.

[ Too bad Leo isn't a royal rank, though from what she knows he's pretty high in ranking, too. She thinks he'd have all the instruments he could ever want if he asked and were a king or something. ]

I didn't know you could play the violin, though. What else can you play?

I can do guitar, a bit of piano, and I've always wanted to try drums, but never really got the chance to.

[His mom would never let him, and Naoya would have killed him (again) if he had gotten a hold of a drum-set to play in the first place. He knows this, he feels it in his bones.]

What about you? You sing and do piano, but have you done anything else?

That's it for music for me.

[ She likes singing best, really, and does focus on it. But Weiss is skilled in other forms of art, like dance and painting, as well. ]

I feel like you'd need a big house if you wanted to play the drums. A big house with good acoustics.

[ And a soundproofed room! Also she does not think Kazuya has a big house GDSAGSDH ]

I don't think you'd need that big of a house, honestly? Though our house was a decent size to play something like that, I think even if my parents had been supportive of the drum getting, my cousin absolutely would not have been.

[Also... That would have been too many instruments.]

Needing good acoustics, though... Yeah, you're right. Either way, I never ended up getting them, so my knowledge about how to even play them is theoretical at best.

You need some space for the drums. And having them so close together might not be comfortable for playing, either.

[ That's why she thinks he needs a big place. Something like a dorm room would not work... How big is Kazuya's house, anyway? ]

If we can get a violin here, I'm sure we can get you a drum set, too. You can start learning, then.

I was thinking more along the lines of one of those three piece drum kits. They really don't take up that much room. You could definitely fit one in a standard bedroom.

[His house wasn't that small!!! It's not like he lived in an apartment in Tokyo...]

Honestly? I think I'd just like to maybe play a piece with you. I think it'd be fun, drums or not.

Oh. I guess those don't take up too much space.

[ A beginner's set! Maybe he can look into those electric drum sets instead. It doesn't quite feel like the real thing though, but if he wants to learn...

Maybe on his birthday... Hmm. Something she'll have to look into. ]

We'll have to get you something to use first. I'll ask around.

[ She might sound dismissive saying it, but she does give him a smile. It's not something she's taking lightly! ]

Come to think of it, I don't think I've played with anybody before. That would be nice, actually.

[No way, electric drum sets don't have the same sound!!! Acoustic or bust.]

I've only really played with people in music class, or solo in private lessons.

[But! That should be enough chatting, right? At least for now. He'll motion over a waiter to place their order finally ~~because Aina hates small talk~~.]

I really hope that the food here is as good as this place makes it seem it'll be.

I've eaten here once with Scott. I only had a salad though, so I wouldn't know how the rest of the items on the menu taste.

[ So she agrees with him- she hopes the food here is as good as it seems. ]

Hopefully it's worth the price.

Scott? The guy with the funny glasses?

[Hey, Kazuya knows him! He harassed him in an elevator and then knotted him a few weeks later.

...

He won't be telling Weiss either of those things.]

When you say it like that, you make him sound like a clown...

[ Even if Scott is pretty funny. ]

Well... He is kind of funny when you taunt him.

[No, Kazuya. You were not supposed to admit your wrong-doings so readily....]

Taunt him... like in a fight? You didn't fight Scott, did you?

[ Telling her this ON HER BIRTHDAY???? ]

No! I didn't fight him at all! I wouldn't! And honestly, he doesn't seem like the guy who'd throw a punch at a teen. Even if that teen was the Demon Overlord....

[Don't think of him like that!!! Kazuya's just here for a good time. He wouldn't fight anyone!

~~As of this thread. Right now. That changes in a little bit. Sorry, Weiss.~~]

So, what did you do?

[ Kazuya... Kazuya is a troublemaker!!! ]

Remember when all that weird stuff was going on with the elevators? I just gave him a little bit of a hard time then teleported him out, really!

[It wasn't even like it was that much of a hard time!!!]

[ Silence.

Weiss crosses her legs under the table. ]

A hard time, huh?

[ She gets it now. Or does she???? ]

... The only thing we did was kiss, and I had to con him into it, if you're thinking anything else went on.

[Come on!!! He's not wild enough to fuck in an elevator. Especially with someone who had been very disinterested at the time...]

You never know with this place. I had to make sure!

[ Also, hey. Nothing wrong with fucking in an elevator. Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do!! ]

You think I'd do a lot more weirder things than I'd actually do...

[Exhibitionism isn't his kink!!! Maybe.

There had been kind of a thrill when Weiss had blown him in the movie theatre, and told him to be quiet.]

You want to bite people!

[ She's allowed to think he's weird!!! ]

Biting is normal! Lots of people bite and like biting! Maybe not to the extent I do, but it's not that weird!

[ mercy :( ]

Oh, there's nothing wrong with playful bites. I just don't think yours are playful.

[ They definitely are not. . . Weiss is not Fond of that. ]

I'm not food, Kazuya!

Hey... When's the last time I drew blood? I don't think you're being very fair to me right now. I only eat what you offer me, you know?

[He's been good!!! He hasn't bitten her hard enough to draw blood since their first encounter, and he's still getting harassed over that.

(Normal contractual feeding, not-withstanding, naturally.)

He's also not going to comment on the fact that, by all accounts, she is Food. Technically.]

You haven't done it since the day we met, but that doesn't mean you didn't like it.

[ A beat. ]

Don't like it.

[ He probably bites other people. It must be fun for him. Good for that other person though if they like it too.

She's totally kinkshaming. ]

That's not fair... Of course I like it? And liked it. It's way more than just a food thing, just so you know. It actually feels really good to do, so there's that too.

[Which she didn't ask, but he feels shamed into admitting?]

It's kind of almost overwhelming, sensory wise in a way.

[ She most certainly did not ask, and now she is so regretting bringing this topic to life. She didn't know it felt good?! What the heck! ]

How is it different from drinking water?

I'm not really sure how to describe it, honestly. It's just really satisfying.

[ANYWAY. It's about time they get interrupted with their meal, right? Right! The server comes by, turning his nose up a little at poor Rank 3 Kazuya, which means Weiss gets her meal first, and Kazuya gets his last... And his looks a little less impressive than Ms Queen For A Day's.

That's alright, Kazuya couldn't have expected too much, considering everything.]

Wow, they really went all out for you.

[ ... They truly did go all out. Even Weiss is surprised! But there's nothing wrong with ladies first, either. So long as the servers aren't outright mean to Kazuya, then it's fine. They can go on without any complaints. ]

It is my birthday! It's been a long time since I celebrated, but... I'll relish this moment. It's not everyday I feel like I'm being spoiled.

[ It is, in fact, almost every day when she demands that of her friends here. ]

I need to work harder for you then, if that's the case.

[He wants her to feel spoiled!! It's hard, considering he's just a rank 3, but he really does do his best! Though he really does need to work harder if she feels like she's not getting spoiled enough.

Kazuya pokes at his food, just a little, but he's really way more focused on Weiss.]

Anything you feel like doing after dinner?

Nothing crazy?

[ She doesn't really have any plans. She's celebrated hard enough between yesterday and everything she's done today. Weiss is plenty happy! No doubt she's going to be exhausted by the end of it. ]

I feel like I've celebrated ten years worth of birthdays... Maybe we can just have dessert and go for a walk.

I think a walk would be nice.

[Really! He just likes spending time with her. He's such a sap.]

I'd suggest maybe going to see a movie, but this place has a funny idea of what sorts of movies people are actually interested in.

You know what happened the last time we saw a movie...

[ She sucked his dick!! In public!!

Though that reminds her... ]

Ragna and I did get a small projector, though. We can buy snacks and take it back to my suite if you like. We can watch a movie there.

[ At least if she ends up sucking his dick again, it'll be in private? ]

[... She sure did.

Kazuya coughs a little, and looks away. He wasn't talking about that!!! Why can't movie dates be normal...]

We can watch a movie at your place! It'd probably be something we'd like more, right? And... We don't need as many snacks, since we'll have just eaten.

[Which means... Less chance of being drugged, right?]

I want some chips and ice cream.

[ Not much snacks, but she still wants them anyway. ]

I can do that, sure. What kind did you want?

[It's important to know!!! There's so many types of chips, and so many types of ice cream to choose from.]

Maybe we can pick them up on the way back from our walk?

Salt and vinegar chips? And a hot fudge sundae!

[ The workout tomorrow is gonna be INTENSE. ]

Yeah, that sounds good to me. We can stock up on snacks for the coming days too so I don't have to go shopping again.

Interesting combo.

[He's not judging!!! Though it is kind of weird to have salt and vinegar chips with a hot fudge sundae.]

Want to pool resources to get more stuff?

[By which he means, are you gonna pay too, Weiss? Or is this Kazuya's job... ]

Let me take care of dessert and everything else?

[ Especially since Kazuya set up dinner for them already! She'd hate to waste more of his chips on her.]

[He missed her birthday, so he actually isn't 100% sure if Weiss is still around. He'd been recovering during the latter half of the last month from the consequences of his actions, and it was only recently he was able to bounce back enough to start working on what's important.

Namely, checking on his friends.

Sure, he might be paranoid. But after testing out a few names, some working, some missing from the network, Rinne's-- well, not too happy. It didn't help that he himself disappeared once, and the scary part was, he hadn't noticed. Others had to.

It made him uneasy, so he handled it the best way he knew how.

Which is to say, Weiss could literally just be walking down the halls, minding her own business, when suddenly some guy grabs his around the waist and scoops her up like luggage under his arm, effectively lifting her off the ground and walking away with her.

Guess she's beng kidnapped.]

[ Golden Peacock might have just heard the loudest shriek in all of its history. As if someone just beat the House when it comes to kidnapping!

Weiss is now being carried like a sack of potatoes, tucked under Rinne's arm, her own arms flailing about as she tries to twist and turn to get a look at what's happening. ]

Hey! What's going on?!

[ It takes a lot of effort but when she sees her kidnapper— at least, his hair— she finds herself relaxing a little. At least it's someone she knows??? And also— ]

At least carry me like a princess!

[ #Priorities ]

Ya got lungs for days, Princess.

[He says cheerfully, the screech almost making him drop her to cover his ears. Good thing he didn't, or else he might get more of her wrath than just that. Still, he's happy that she's being so lively, even as he continues to carry her off in that manner.]

I'm kidnapping ya, so I ain't gonna make it look so romantic.

[So he really is just committing a crime...]

Ugh...

[ Looks like there's no fighting it. It would be a waste of energy to do so at this point. ]

So, kidnapper. Where are you taking me?

[ Hopefully this is not a kink. ]

Dunno yet. Wanna get lunch?

[Aimless kidnapping. Sorry Weiss, he just decided this on a whim. He pats her head comfortingly as he does so, deciding to change courses to somewhere less crowded. More for her sake than his, since she's luggage.]

Treat me, princess~

Ugh...

[ It's not like she was doing anything important. Besides, it's Rinne! She hasn't hung out with him in a while, so— ]

I suppose I can. I did rank up, after all. How about I show you the perks of being treated like royalty here?

[ She sounds so full of herself and yet she is being carried like a sack of potatoes.... ]

Kyaha~ That so? Did ya get a new place like Nami-chan?

[He knows you both do sexy things in fancy rooms!! Queens as they are, Rinne will not treat them any differently because he clearly helped in that rank up.]

I did! I'm afraid we aren't the same rank anymore. I suppose that makes your card a bit more rare, doesn't it?

[ 5 of Spades is now a little less common! ]

Guess I'm glad I got it when it was still high in demand. Hey, do you think I'd get royal treatment if I was the only one left in my rank?

[He asks cheerfully, not at all bothered.]

Congratulations, by the way. Invite me to your room next time, won'tcha?

It's not just us?

[ It sounds like he's saying he knows it's not just them who are and were 5 of Spades. ]

And sure, if you'd like to come visit, you can just come up any time. If I'm not there, Kazuya and Ragna will entertain you.

[ Her meowmeows. ]

There's a few more. The doctor's one.

[He knew Baizhu was one because he was his very first card, but still. He does pause though, at the mention of those names, because huh...]

Ya got boytoys?

Is that his name? The Doctor?

[ Or maybe he has an actual human name? Only time will tell. That is to say, if Rinne will tell her, anyway. ]

And- [ He's gonna feel her squirm in his hold. ] No! Of course not! [ HE'S MADE HER HUFFY. ] Ugh... I wouldn't really know what to call Kazuya, though. We have a contract. And Ragna's... Ragna.

[ Weiss truly is very eloquent at this time. They are not his boytoys!! That just feels like she's using them! ]

I've been calling him Doc this whole time. Green hair, gold eyes... Let's see... Yeah, Baizhu, that's his name.

[Look, he had to remember that because it was months ago since he last heard it, not even used it. He might be pronouncing it weirdly though.]

That isn't convincing, by the way. What do you even mean by a contract?

Are you also not good at remembering names?

[ Weiss and Wise really are the same in her head, so she doesn't realise that it's a nickname on his end. . . ]

It's a contract! I can't really talk about it unless he agrees that it's okay, but... let's just say we benefit from things we can offer the other.

I just like nicknames ☆ Don'tcha feel closer like that?

[Huh. Time to figure out just what that contract is. Maybe the next time he sees Lucky Boy he'll figure it out.]

And Raggie boy?

I dunno... the only nicknames I've had in school were given to poke fun at me.

[ "Ice Queen" and all. "Raggie boy" though. Weiss just winces, wondering what Ragna says whenever Rinne calls him that. Better keep her mouth shut and not tell Rinne that he likes being called "Wagna" instead. ]

Don't make me explain myself! Ugh... [ gasdkgjds she struggles in his hold once more, not at all fond of being questioned like this. It's a good thing she's being carried like a sack of potatoes because her face is red right now. Best that he doesn't see it. ] Do you remember that time we have to chase bunnies around and I asked you a question when we were hanging out?

Hm? Ya got issues in school, Wise-chan?

[He's heard a lot of good things about school from Hiiro, after all. It isn't that he didn't know that school can suck for people. Niki never seemed to like school, always complaining about wanting to work as soon as he got to high school, though that had also partially been out of necessity. He heard the rumors for Yumenosaki and Reimei too. Hiiro never had the kind of disillusionment that came from a poor school experience though.

It makes his heart ache, thinking about them. Was Kohaku finally going to school? Was HiMERU---

No, not important right now.]

Oh? Yer crush is Raggie? Didn't realize that was yer type.

Not "issues"... not ones that were said to my face, anyway. But it didn't stop people from calling me names, anyway.

[ There really were issues, mostly one-sided ones due to her family name. It's not really something that should be discussed while walking around though. It's a sensitive topic for Weiss. ]

It's not important.

Huh? Me? A crush on- [ HAH!!! She lets out a huff. That is preposterous!!! ] What-

[ He's right, but also SHE CAN'T TELL HIM THAT???

It really is a good thing that Rinne can't see Weiss' face right now. The struggle continues. The sack of potatoes he is carrying continues to squirm and move around, kicking her legs and all. ]

You... don't just-

[ god she should be denying it but it's also difficult to when she already sort of told him??? This is so hard. ]

Shut up, you idiot! If anything, he's the one who has a crush on me!

[ Claim denied??? ]

Whoa! Quit squirming. I might end up dropping ya.

[Actually... drops her. Oops.]

Oof!

[ He did. In fact. Drop her. Hello???? ]

... why would you do that??

[ No, she doesn't seem keen on getting up just yet. Let her suffer a little more. ]

Ya squirmed too much.

[He'll just crouch down beside her, pinching her cheek.]

So about yer boyfriend... What makes ya like him?

[ She is slapping that hand away like it's his ass. 😡 ]

I don't have a boyfriend!! Don't interrogate me in public, too!

[Well, it's bony enough, I suppose.

He shakes his hand, waving off the sting of it, before he chuckles.]

Come on, there's no one here anyway. Who'd be listening?

Ugh... the House! You know I wrote something for my birthday, thinking I'd get a nice reward for it? The House completely screwed me over! I thought it was just between us, but it published it everywhere!

[ It was dumb of her to trust the House, really... ]

Eh? What? That happened? Where was it?

[Did he see it? Maybe he did, if it was on the bulletin board. Still, he isn't that surprised.]

I'm surprised ya even trusted 'em. They kidnapped you to a sex dungeon.

Maybe you were still inside your room that time... It's fine. I had to measure penises for the House and write about it.

[ Rinne didn't miss anything big! Or did he... ]

I- that's. . .

[ Actually a really good point. Any tsun Weiss may have is gone now, and she looks at him with a lot of earnestness and vulnerability. That's a little embarrassing to have it pointed out that way. No wonder even Tohsaka makes fun of her. ]

I suppose that was a mistake, yes. I've learned the hard way.

Hey, don't let it get you down. This place is easy to feel comfy in, right? Ya got good food, nice rooms, and plenty of fun people to hang out with. Everything ya need is within reach, so if ya feel like yer lettin' yer guard down, then it's coz fo the environment.

[He's trying his best to comfort her for that. He didn't meant to make her sad, after all.]

I mean, I've done a lot here that made me think I got all the power, but they just kicked my ass in the end.

No, I'm not "down", but you definitely made me realise something.

[ If anything, it was a good thing! Weiss doesn't need comfort, even if she does look upset now. (She is down.) ]

Are you talking about what happened to you when you showed up all of a sudden again?

Ya got it. So, what didya realize?

[Now he's curious about it. What did she realize?]

It's nothing exciting. I think I've just grown too comfortable in this place. That's a bad sign, if anything.

[ She doesn't want to forget who she is and where she came from, after all. She still needs to go home, but it just feels like she's been taking her time here. ]

I need to start investigating this place again starting tomorrow.

[ A beat. That's nothing to beat herself up over though. She shakes her head and waves a hand dismissively. Best to just change the subject and think about this later on. ]

So, where were you taking me, anyway?

Nowhere.

[He just chose to carry her off because he can.]

I was gonna decide on it later.

[That said...]

What do you plan on investigatin' then? Can I come?

[ "Nowhere..." HE JUST WANTED TO KIDNAP HER????? This guy!!!! ]

You just picked me up out of nowhere and- [ Ugh.. Yes, she groans audibly for him to hear. Then she rolls her eyes. ] Whatever. You owe me.

[ Desserts! Snacks!! Bribe her for her favour, Rinne... ]

And just more about this place, really. I can't recall if I told you about that painting of me that I saw some time ago. I want to know why there's something like that here.

Sure, sure. I'll get ya some boba, so don't be angry~

[Clearly the solution here? He does take in what she says after though. Well...]

Nah, but I have seen it happen, except it ain't their picture but someone they know who ain't here. What's so special 'bout the painting ya saw, aside from being of ya?

[ It's a good solution! Weiss approves, and Rinne will know of that approval because the former heiress does actually smile. Great! She is pleased. ]

Okay, first of all, why would this casino have a painting of me? Also? That painting was alive! She didn't say anything, but she was not in her painting! She was outside, walking around like me! And then I tried to chase her but she disappeared!

Days later? I find her in a painting down one of the hallways.

... Huh. Interestin'. So yer sayin' she what--? Looked like a runnin' piece of artwork that ya chased down?

[He was going to point out the time distortions in the casino that could explain why someone might creepily paint her and hang her image somewhere without her ever realizing it, but uh. That's very different from what he had in mind.

Waaaay different.]

Where'd ya find it? I wanna see.

Yeah! She was alive!

[ And that she looked exactly like her! Creepy as hell, Rinne.

Weiss frowns a little when he asks where he can find the painting. While they can try and find her again, it isn't something she wishes to see again if only because she's scared it might come out of the frame and do something a ghost would do. ]

I haven't looked for her in some time... Kazuya said she moves around, though.

[ It probably sounds unbelievable. Even Weiss doesn't look confident in her own words, but not because she's lying. She just thinks Rinne might not believe her. ]

Figured as much.

[He... doesn't seem as bothered, but then again, that wasn't his painting that was going around spooking people. He doesn't not believe her though, judging by how easily he accepts it. There was no reason for him to think otherwise from what he's seen.]

Guess it would be too easy if they stayed in one spot. Can't go 'round experimenting then.

So, do you want to still find her?

[ Weiss can at least bring Rinne to where she last found that painting. It's stupid how the paintings here are actually alive... It makes you wonder about the other pieces of art in this resort. ]

Nah, I'll look for her on my own. Didn't ya want yer crepes?

[He said boba. Now he's switching.]

[ Oh, she didn't forget. ]

And boba!

[ So, alright, Rinne. You owe her a crepe and a drink. Gogogo. ]

If you're sure. Let me know if you find her.

So demanding!

All right, all right. Will do. Come on, off to the arcade we go.

[So she can discover arcade crepes.]

[There is no lead up to this. No "Hi", no nothing.]

Is my butt cute and easy to squish?

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[ ... not even gonna ask context for this one. ]

No.

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Wow, I'm hurt.

Why are you hurt?

I thought you would at least think my butt is cute. I think your butt is cute.

I don't really think about guy butts.

Why not? Guys think about girls butts.

I don't know. I've just never really considered it before.

I think about a guy's chest a lot, though. I like to feel up their arms, too.

Wait, why am I even telling you this?

Man, I really should have done more for my physique back when I was in school. I mean, I had the cardio, but I'm feeling a little left behind with all the rippling abs and pumped up muscles around here.

There's all the time in the world to get into shape now. You make it sound like it's too late!

Come work out with me some time.

So. About that.

Not only am I going to be 18 forever, I am going to look like this forever. There's no hope for me. You'll have to go on without me.

You can summon a million demons but not change your physical appearance?

[Ghk--]

It's not the same and you know it!!! I'm sure I can shapeshift! I know I can! But it feels kind of like if I do that then it's not real!

[And then, delayed,]

And I like how I look.

You can be so confusing sometimes.

It's just a small thing though. I say don't let that stop you.

You seriously think I should shapeshift bigger muscles?

I think you should work out and add a bit of muscle every month.

That way, it makes sense!

Maybe.

I don't want to look like one of those professional weight lifters though. That's a little too much muscle.

No one's asking you to do that.

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You know, I was really expecting you to tease me about having huge muscles instead.

Really huge muscles aren't attractive.

That's why I expected the teasing. Could you imagine me with those really huge muscles?

I didn't want to, but THANK YOU for the mental image.

💪💪💪

Ew.

Well, I tried. I think butts are cuter than arms anyway.

I don't look at guy butts!!!

Maybe you should.

And then lie to me and tell me I have a cute butt.

I don't even know what makes a cute butt for guys.

You should still say mine.

Why are you so hung up on this?

Who wouldn't want their friend to tell them they have a cute butt?

[... Okay, like. Most people. He's aware, thanks. ]

I don't want my friends looking at my butt!

Unless they're friends with benefits, anyway.

Eugh, I can't believe I just typed that.

Does that mean I can look at your butt?

Respectfully.

And only with the purest of intentions.

Wait.

Have you ever had impure intentions about my butt?

Not intentions, but maybe a less-than-wholly respectable thought or two.

Okay. Good.

Definitely no butt stuff.

I wouldn't unless you asked for it specifically. There's way too much prep that goes into something like that to try to get away with in in the moment.

Which I wouldn't. I'm just saying.

So. You've done that stuff before, right?

I mean, there was that time with Ragna, so I saw it, but are you always the one putting it in?

[ They agreed to talk about sex stuff. It's in their contract. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ASKING!!! ]

[Hold on. Give him a second. He's dying, because he did NOT expect Weiss to ask him that!!!

But yes. It is within their contract, so...]

I only started doing it here! And mostly, I guess? I don't really trust most other people with doing something like that to me, so I'm normally the one topping.

There's a few guys I've bottomed for, though...

Well, of course I would've guessed as much.
We both lost our virginities together.

What does it feel like?

[He's dying, thanks.]

Giving or receiving?

[ DIE ]

Both?

Giving is a little tighter than sex with a girl, at least initially. But with enough lube, it's not too different, and you can pretty much feel every little movement someone makes. It also takes a little more force to get it in, but it feels really, really good the entire time. Not as wet as a girl, but definitely just as warm.

As for receiving, the feeling of being stretched is pretty good? And there's this spot, it feels really, really good when someone fucks against it. I've heard it can be uncomfortable if not done right, but honestly I've only had good experiences, which is why I'm kind of picky about who I let top me. Either way, a lot of lube is needed, and a lot of prep is needed too. And even just the fingering alone feels pretty great.

Which feels better for you?

I honestly can't imagine it...

It kind of depends on the mood I'm in? Like they both feel really, really good, but one is more... I guess recieving is more intense. When I cum from that it's almost enough to make my mind empty, and the sensation kind of lasts longer?

Is it better, then? Compared to when we do it, I mean.

Or if you have sex with any other woman.

Not really. They're two entirely different sensations. I like them both.

So... like apples and oranges, huh?

Or peaches and clams.

[UGH. HE KNOWS WHY SHE USED THE LATTER. This sucks. This sucks so much.]

Sure. Like peaches and clams.

You're going to kill me, you know that right? And then if you do that you won't have the best cuddler in this whole resort anymore.

What? How is this killing you?

I'm just asking what you like.

There is nothing inherently sexy or attractive about a peach or a clam, I'll have you know.

You need to tell me what you like in return. I wanna hear it.

[Though he... is pretty sure he already knows what Weiss likes.]

I didn't say there was!

You don't already know?

[ Huh! Maybe she's more subtle than she thought! 10 points for Weiss Schnee is that's the case! 😌 ]

I want to hear it. I already have my suspicions, though.

Why don't you go first and I'll tell you if you get it right or not.

Well, I think it's that you like it when people use their mouth on you. I think you really enjoy a tongue in your pussy.

[Oh... Did he just type that?

.... He sure did.]

I did not think you of all people would phrase it that way.

[ SHE CAN'T BELIEVE HE JUST TYPED THE "P" WORD ]

It felt really bad to type. I promise.

Then why did you?

I thought maybe it might be hot or something so I sent it before I could rethink it.

Are you trying to sext me?

I was going to. I thought it might be fun to try.

I don't think I'm the kind of person for that, though.

That's the most daring thing you've done, if you asked me.

I'm not sure if I'm the kind of person for that either, although it'd be interesting to try even just once.

I don't think either of us really are... But as long as you try with me one day, it might be fun to try. Even if it doesn't really do anything for either of us.

I suppose.

It'll have to be spontaneous.

Can you even do something like that spontaneously?

I RESENT THAT!

It was meant as a general statement!

It better have been! I can be spontaneous!

[.... can she be, tho.]

I don't really think I've ever seen you be spontaneous.

Being drugged aside, obviously.

I can be! Watch!

[ Weiss doesn't even send him a picture of her boobs or her tummy or her thighs or anything. She instead fixes her hair and ensures her braid isn't covering her neck, and she sends a nice photo of her with a focus on her neck. Her head is tilted a little to the side to show that the crook of her neck is there and ready to be marked.

... It doesn't seem like she's wearing a top from the picture, either. ]

[... Oh.

Seeing that... Absolutely does something for him. He understands the meaning behind receiving a picture like this, and he shifts in eagerness on the other side.]

Nice. Very pretty.

Missing something reddish, don't you think?

Is that an invitation? I thought you didn't like keeping peoples marks on you.

I really have to spell it out for you, don't I?

If you say it, I'll be to your side faster than you can blink so I can make good on your offer.

You are missing the whole point of sexting!

I thought you were just teasing me.

I'm done texting you now.

Wait! Try again?

No, thank you.

:(

Try again next time.

[ And then Kazuya made a network post for Research Purposes FSDAGSD ]

[ Oh, of fucking course this place would pull some horseshit like this.

Fuuta's a regular of the arcade by this point, and well-accustomed to the usual rotation of games and prizes available. The plushies, candies, toys (and sex toys) are whatever, junk that he doesn't even bother collecting. The real prizes are when games hand out food and clothes vouchers -- a godsend, given how he keeps bleeding chips just trying to stay alive. Life as a rank 2 is hard, after all. Everything needs to come out of his wallet -- the cost of even basic food and drinks, amenities, replacement clothes for whenever his are ruined by some new round of nonsense destroying his room, so on and so forth -- and he needs to scrabble for every extra benefit he can scrounge up in this place, which is at least somewhat home turf for him.

So of course he lights up when he spots a sign declaring, 'Win 10,000 tickets for the GRAND PRIZE: 10 meal vouchers and 100 bonus chips!' Followed immediately by a loud groan when he reads the fine text below: 'Tickets must be won as a pair to be eligible.'

Poor Weiss, no doubt just minding her own business and maybe originally planning on just walking by, might spot the way that Fuuta's angrily pacing the area before the sign, a hand scuffing through his hair in clear frustration as he mutters expletives to himself under his breath. But the moment he raises his head and spots her, he immediately stomps over, calling out before she can avert her gaze or try to escape: ]

Hey! Hold up a second. [ He's looking her over as he approaches. And while she doesn't look like a gamer of any flavor -- maybe she'll be cooperative, at least. ] ... you got a little spare time? The arcade's doing this -- thing. Could be pretty useful, but it needs players in pairs, so.

[ Yes he is being roundabout because, as always, he hates having to say, 'please help me.' ]

[ Weiss truly was minding her own business when she's approached. A few fans of the high-ranking players that are nearby seem to scoff at Fuuta's gall to talk to someone like Weiss, but there's a look of disgust on Weiss' face when she looks at their direction. These people need to mind their own business...

As for this guy? He looks... not at all happy to even be here. He doesn't have to say "help me" for her to know what he means. She's got a roundabout way of asking for things sometimes, so she knows the language. ]

I do have the time. I mean, it's not like there's anything better to do in a sex casino.

[ ... when you're not having sex, she means. ]

Although I can't say I'd be of much use to you. I've never entered an "arcade" before.

[ Yes, she even does the airquotes. ]

[ Sorry, give him a hot sec to boggle at her, first. Like -- he just didn't expect a girl as proper-looking as her to say 'sex casino' without batting a eye? Something about her blase treatment of the phrase weirdly makes him feel a touch embarrassed, and Fuuta tries to ignore the slight touch of heat to his face as he clears his throat. ]

Yeah, that's fine.

[ She has agreed to help him without protest, so he will refrain from pointing out how silly it is that she did the airquotes. (This time.) ]

It said the chips gotta be earned by two people, but it's not like it says they gotta be earned equally, I bet. I can probably do all the gaming myself, as long as you're just there to be another person. [ A pause before he adds a touch awkwardly: ] Or, uh. You can play too, I guess. If you want.

[ He can't tell if it's that she's never wanted to go to an arcade before, or that she's never had the ability to? One of those pampered high-class ladies taught not to go to such crass establishments? If she wants to use this as an excuse to try things out, he's not going to stop her. ]

[ She would rather not just be another person, standing there while he plays for the prize. She might not know much about games and arcades, but she's a quick leaner and highly competitive. Fuuta isn't even competing with her but would like to be a teammate, but she takes this as a challenge from him, anyway. ]

I'll watch you first. Perhaps there's a game that I can play where I can showcase my skills.

[ If she ever ends up playing skee ball or DDR... Weiss would excel in both. Though she might end up cheating in one of them...

In any case, Weiss has pretty much decided to accompany him. Whoever he is. Which is what she'd like to know before anything else. A fruitful partnership begins with proper introductions and hitting things off well, after all. ]

My name is Weiss Schnee. You can just call me Weiss, though.

[ It admittedly would go faster if she could help with racking up points. Even if she's a complete newbie, something is still better than nothing, and who knows how long it'd take to hit the goal working solely by himself. So while it's not really in Fuuta's nature to cater much to greenhorns, he opts to save his griping about newbies for next time. ]

Weiss. Got it. I'm Kajiyama Fuuta -- just Fuuta is fine.

[ She looks close enough in age, and he's never been one to fuss too much about honorifics and respect for elders and all that fuddy-duddy old person shit. ]

We can try a few things then, and see if there's anything that works ... I've played most things here, so I'm pretty decent at all of'em. Some are pretty bullshit though, so they're harder to get good numbers in. [ Clearly the machines are bullshit, it's not that it's a skill issue on his end. ] What d'you normally do? Like, not games, not here, just like as your job or whatever, if you have one. Maybe there'll be a similar game.

Fuuta, then. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.

[ Honourifics and all that aren't something Weiss even knows about, so as long as he doesn't call her some other name, then that's enough respect! In the same way, Weiss will show as much as she gets. ]

Bull...

[ Nope, nope. She won't curse, so she doesn't finish the rest. At least he seems to explain what he means by that. So some games are easy, some are difficult. Huh! Alright then. It looks like this arcade can be quite the challenge. She hopes to learn at least one game and excel in it - preferably the "bullshit" kind. ]

I'm a Huntress. I fight monsters. [ Shooting games, whether on a screen or basketball or whatever, might be something she'd be good at, provided that the guns aren't too big and difficult to carry with her tinyass arms. ] Are there any games like that here?

A ... huntress.

[ Sorry Weiss, you absolutely do not deserve the look disbelief that Fuuta is leveling at you. But there it is, raised brow and squinted gaze and all. -- like, he gets it by now that most people here seem to have some sort of fantasy of sci-fi bullshit going on with them? He gets that he's in the minority as a (still mostly) normal person. But like -- come on.

At least Fuuta eventually tries to take it into stride, even if it's coming way too late, and poorly executed. ]

... a huntress. Right. Okay.

[ Hands at his hips, he frowns as he glances over the arcade. ]

I guess we can try one of the light-gun games? They don't give the best return on tickets, but they're decent enough. So. [ A gesture for Weiss to follow as he starts leading the way into the arcade. Though he can't help glancing over his shoulder to quip, ] -- you know, you really don't look the type, though. I totally pinned you for, like, a sheltered young lady who mostly read books or something.

[ Uh... hello? Weiss does not like that look. It's something that she knows the meaning of because it's a look she gives other people on the regular. So while she's not completely offended and ready to fight him like an angry chihuahua, her brow does arch up as she places a hand on her hip. ]

You need my help, don't you?

[ But he changes the subject, at least, so Weiss moves on too, following him into the arcade and looking around. ]

I like to read. I'm not sheltered, though. Not anymore.

[ And hopefully, that clarifies things! It's definitely a look she has going on for sure. Weiss likes it that way. ]

What kind of game gets the most prizes, then?

[ It's Fuuta's turn to look briefly offended because -- it's not like he needs any help from her? A girl??? It's just -- she happened to be available?! The only reason he refrains from actually saying it out loud because she moves on swiftly enough, and also he doesn't want to have to hunt down another ~~victim~~ volunteer to put up with this. ]

Okay, so that means you were sheltered ...

[ He does mumble that petty comeback under his breath because he just can't help himself, but at least it's followed closely by a sigh, then a gesture towards the machines to their left. ]

Those machines are decent if you're the lucky type. You put in a token and try to get it to push the other tokens into the slots? It's unreliable, though, since it's luck-based. -- that one's also okay. [ This, he says as he points at the skeeball machine. ] And the one next to it, the basketball one, if you're good at sports.

[ This girl can kick your ass, Fuuta! Probably!!! Who knows...

She inspects the skeeball machine when it's pointed at. It looks like an archery sort of game! Except... it doesn't look like you have any arrows? Also similar to darts with the points... at least, that's how it looks like to her from afar. ]

Are you any good at it? I was thinking the games in here would be like those fighting games people play on their phones... but this seems rather tactile.

[ Hence, she is curious! ]

I'd like a demonstration, please.

[ Oh, no question about it, she could definitely wipe the floor with him without even trying.

Which is a good thing they're working together, not against each other! Even if Fuuta's attitude leaves much to be desired in terms of teamwork. ]

Well, I don't mind. [ It's not like he says anything wrong in words, but somehow, his tone of voice makes it clear he's doing her a favor? Insufferable. ] But I'm only just kinda good at it. Wish there were more games using kicking, not throwing ...

[ But demonstrate he does, walking up to plug a token into the slot and picking up the first ball that comes rolling down the chute as lights flash and noises play. After a moment of frowning and prepping, he throws the first ball, which reveals -- he is solidly mid. Not 'kinda good.' ]

Like that, yeah? [ Said as he looks back to her. ] You wanna try?

In a place like this where seemingly anything is possible? There might be games that will need you to use your feet.

[ This is Weiss' first time at the arcade, but she imagines there's at least a couple!

Weiss watches him move about as he inserts a token and then starts playing. There are a handful of balls available for him to use, it looks like. Huh! So each game is limited to a certain number of tries, therefore there's a cap to how many tokens you receive at the end of each game.

She approaches the machine to see how much each game is just to see the cost for each ball. It'd end up handy later on for her nerdy self. ]

Sure, I'd like to try. [ Fuuta's demonstrated that the game is simple enough! There's a little bit of luck in play, but with a good throw or roll, then it does seem a little easy.

Picking up a ball, she moves to the centre and tries to see with one eye if she's at a prime angle for throwing. The ball will have to bounce up high to get to the topmost slot. It would seem she's giving this a lot of thought... so much so that if there was a time limit? The bell would have rung by now to alert her that she's taking too long.

Eventually, she does bend her knees, one foot in front of the other and throws. Considering it's her first time? She doesn't get 100 points right away, but she the ball does end up netting them a decent amount of points. Not the lowest, at least. ]

Hmm... so that wasn't enough. [ Fuuta, you are the supplier of games and balls now. Weiss looks to him for approval that she can go again. ] I'd like to try again, please.

I mean, if it's just games that use your feet, there's, like, DDR and that Dancemoon game. But there's no soccer arcade game, you know? It's always basketball. It's unfair, is what it is.

[ Fuuta grumbles because he always grumbles, but he otherwise has no complaint as he falls back a step to give Weiss room to maneuver. Though it's not like he has high expectations for her? She said this is her first time at an arcade, so -- she's probably gonna get a gutterball or something. It's not her fault or anything, he can waste a few tokens, he supposes. So Fuuta waits with arms crossed, head cocked as he watches her pull her arm back and --

she immediately outscores him.

Unseen, Fuuta stiffens a little, his pride chipped. Even if it was just beginner's luck on her side? That still feels unfair? There's a brief pause when she looks to him before he gives a little huff. ]

Sure, I don't mind.

[ But as he steps forward to slot another token into the machine, he can't help opening his fat mouth to say, ]

-- you're pretty decent? But these types of games are always easier when you can see proper, you know. I'd be better at it if my eyes weren't like this.

[ Ugh. The words had left him before he could stop them, but he can't help wincing a little even as he says it; he might regret it just a little bit. ]

[ Well, you'd need a big space for soccer, right? So that's probably why there aren't any arcade kicking games? Weiss can only guess as much.

Thanks for stroking her ego though, Fuuta. She's not a gamer by any means, but she can figure the science parts of games like this out pretty easily. (It's just beginner's luck.) ]

I am a Schnee, after all. What's this game called again? Schnee-ball?

[ No, she's pretty sure it's skee-ball, but she's sticking with that new name, anyway. A couple more balls fall into the slot where players can go and take them and play, so Weiss picks one up and tries to replay the previous play in her head. ]

I'm sure with enough practice, you can adapt to your surroundings.

[ With the scar that runs down her left eye, Weiss is pretty lucky that it wasn't a cut that damaged her eyesight. It was pretty bad the first few weeks though, when she was recovering. It's fortunate she isn't a normie and could accelerate the healing process, but she can understand his plight to some extent. And it's this lack of full knowledge that gets her to look back at him, not playing just yet. ]

I mean, if you can, anyway.

[ Thanks for the god-awful pun giving him a nice distraction from that cringe-ass bullshit he just said! Fuuta makes a shot of rolling his eye in hugely dramatic fashion before wincing a little because making a gesture like that still hurts his patched-up eye. ]

You know, you have the sense of humor of, like, a forty-year old guy who calls people 'sport.' Don't look so pleased with yourself.

[ He will absolutely not be repeating the phrase 'Schnee-ball,' thank you very much!!!

That aside, he steps back to give her room to play, crossing his arms and shifting his weight on his feet as he looks aside. Given how eager he's been to run his mouth so far, it's probably telling that he's silent for a moment; if Weiss looks back, she might spot the dour look on his face, but even if not, his more grudging, lower tone of voice when he speaks again probably says a lot: ]

Whatever. Focus on the game. You only get so many balls per token. [ He doesn't want to think about the fact that his vision in that busted eye is most likely gone for good. ] And don't go getting too into this one unless you're an ace at it. There's others, too. Might as well try some out to see what you're best at before starting to grind for points.

Hey!

[ What the heckie. What a roodie mctootie! She is very much carrying a ball right now and could throw it right at his face, but she instead just grips it tightly rather than do just that. She'll show him some mercy. She'll show him... she's funny! This guy just has no sense of humour!

And from this day on, Weiss Schnee developed a grudge against this guy she just met. ]

Fine. [ Don't get into the game? Sure. She'll just do the same thing as earlier, tossing it upwards and letting the ball roll, bounce, and hop into one of the upper holes. They get some great points and hopefully some good tokens! ] How much do we get from this game, and what's a better game than this?

[ She's clearly annoyed by his attitude, and so he feels a little guilty. But just a little. Like -- 5% guilty. Which manifests only in a brief pause before Fuuta gives a huff, because he needs to him at least, like, 85% guilty to even thinking about saying 'sorry'? It's not like he said anything wrong anyway?

Regardless, his tone of voice is a little less harsh when he speaks again, and he even opts to bite his tongue and resist from making any comment about how her getting such a good score here is totally just beginner's luck? And thanks to her still having both eyes? ]

Like -- twenty, probably? With the score you got. [ The best he's gotten is, like, twelve. ] For games that pay out better than this ...

[ A grumble in thought before he looks her over. ]

-- are you the lucky type?

Only twenty?

[ Well, that sucks. Weiss is unimpressed by the ticket turnout. It's also disappointing, because she did actually find it a little fun! And so, she looks back at the Schnee-ball machine disapprovingly, before looking back at Fuuta. ]

I wouldn't say I'm lucky. [ No, she has terrible luck. ] Are you?

Yeah, only twenty. Like, think about it -- if it was a lot higher than that, then this stupid challenge would be way too easy.

[ As for her question, he just stare flatly back at her for a moment. ]

And do I look lucky to you. [ The answer is no. He isn't comically unlucky, but, well. Things usually don't work out that nicely for him. (He doesn't deserve good luck anyway, given this rancid attitude.) Fuuta sighs as he scuffs a hand through his hair, leaving a few strands sticking straight out from where they're caught against the string of his eyepatch. ] I mean ... the game that has the best payout is this game where you gotta drop coins to push other ones off a ledge. And it's supposed to be skill-based if you have good timing? But everyone knows it's mostly just luck.

[ Unless ... ? ]

We haven't even reached 1% of what you need!

[ Holy shit! Weiss is disgusted by their progress! How the heck are they even going to reach 10000 tickets in one day?? Does it even have to be in one day? Weiss doesn't know, but that's what she thinks, anyway. ]

What does that have to do with skill?

[ She can't quite picture what he means, so it sounds completely ridiculous to her. ]

Ugh, just -- look, I'll show you.

[ And so, horribly rudely, without waiting for her expression permission, Fuuta just grabs Weiss by the wrist to drag her around an island of arcade cabinets towards another section of the place. Sorry, Weiss, you truly don't deserve this ... ]

There, see?

[ It's a coin pusher that he directs her attention towards, the shelf merrily sliding back and forth. Fuuta huffs as he releases her wrist to cross his arms, staring at it confrontationally. ]

Like, I guess if you can time it just right and put the tokens in at the right angle, it's a skill-based game? But just look at it. I know it's mostly just luck.

[ No, he's not just saying that because he's lost so many tokens to this game and he's a sour loser ............. ]

[ Being so light, Weiss is easily pulled and dragged. She is like a little doll. It doesn't mean that she won't talk or show any sort of irritation, though. Her trademark "Hey!" is what she yelps out as she's pulled, immediately breaking free from Fuuta's grasp as soon as she's no longer being dragged.

She's exercising so much patience, though. They're at an arcade and there quite a lot of people. She would rather not make a scene. ]

This requires skill? It just looks like an ATM except you have to play a game to get money out of it.

[ She thinks she understands. There has to be some sort of timing in how you drop a coin in? Not to mention, it has to land at the best possible position to push the other coins down to be redeemed as a reward. ]

What's so enjoyable about this, exactly?

[ Schnee-ball was more fun. :( ]

It's not fun.

[ Pro: Fuuta easily acknowledges that Weiss has a point, there.

Con: It sets him off on an insufferable little know-it-all rant. I'm so sorry, Weiss. ]

It's basically just gambling, aimed at people stupid enough to think they'll be the special one that'll get lucky and throw in the one right coin that sweeps out the whole jackpot. Which is stupid. Who the hell actually thinks games like this let people get lucky like that? Of course games like this are rigged so that you need to throw in way more coins than you get out. And there's no strategy or fun to it, so it's really annoying that there's so many of them, taking up so much space. Could've saved the space for some games that are actually good.

[ Grumble grumble, bitch bitch. ... at least Fuuta seems to chill out a little bit after getting that complaining out of his system, awkwardly scuffing a hand through his hair as he looks back to Weiss. ]

I've just been showing you games that get you the most tickets, since you asked. But, like -- if you gotta be playing a while, and you're not used to the arcade, you might as well play something fun, since you're not used to grinding. I guess we can walk around and see if anything catches your eye.

There's a prize we have to get, right?

[ She hasn't forgotten. How could she? It's a PRIZE. ]

We'll have to play it smart here and not just have fun. No pain, no gain, as they say!

[ But they can certainly walk around some more. They've got sooo much more tickets to collect for that reward, and Weiss is fully committed to seeing this through now, even if her companion isn't exactly the friendliest. She's dealt with worse. Has been worse, even.

Still, she does look around, already walking ahead further into the arcade, but not straying too far. When it looks like she's spotted something interesting, she looks for him again. Wonder is not only present in the way her eyes sparkle, but she's even grabbing him by the wrist this time and dragging him there.

It's the crepe stall. She found it. Uh-oh. ]

We're going to have to try this later, okay? I mean- it's crepes! [ The best invention known to man!!! ] I wish you told me sooner, because I'd be coming in here all the time if I knew there were crepes here!

[ God, she really can't make up her mind, can she? Complaining about games not giving out enough coins, then complaining about them being boring, then acting like she's just in it to win it. Fuuta keeps his fat mouth shut for once, but he does roll his eyes to himself as he trudges a short distance after her with hands shoved into the pocket of his hoodie -- and gives a startled squawk when Weiss suddenly grabs him. ]

Huh -- what -- [ He almost stumbles over his own feet while keeping up with her, and even once they reach their destination, he needs a moment to realize what it is that Weiss has found; for a hot second, he'd actually thought something urgent was happening. ] Wh -- the crepe stand? You got that excited about this place?

[ He can't help sounding a little baffled as he gives a tilt of the head, looking the stand over. It sure is the same crepe stand he's passed by a gajillion times by now. And -- I am so sorry for the bullshit that's about to leave his mouth -- he puffs a tiny sigh before fidgeting with his watch as he declares, ]

Girls really all like this kinda stuff, huh. Even if it's all just overpriced fluff and too much sugar ...

[ Truly, Weiss would be so valid in throwing him through the nearest arcade cabinet. But at least he partially makes up for being a sexist jackass by holding his Watch out the next moment so Weiss can see it. 'VOUCHER: ONE (1) FREE CREPE, UP TO THREE (3) TOPPINGS OF CHOICE,' the screen reads. ]

You can have one now, if you want. To get your strength up for grinding, or whatever. I've got, like, a dozen of these coupons from winning games. Crepes are fine but I'm not huge into them, and I can't really live off'em, so these've been stacking up.

[ Weiss truly can be rather contrary, just like how there are a variety of games! There are some that are boring, and she'd like to hope there are some that are fun. Skeeball seemed pretty nice... It would seem that not a game so far has gotten her excited the way a crepe stand has, though. ]

Either I'm the first girl you've ever met in your entire life, or you just hate fun.

[ She'd be flicking her nose right about now for trying to downplay just how amazing crepes are. Overpriced fluff and too much sugar? Maybe if the crepe isn't made well! But while there are dessert crepes, there are also savoury crepes! She likes all kinds. And with the right mixture of ingredients for dessert crepes, a bit of tanginess and sourness to compliment the sweetness? It definitely would change Fuuta's perception of them. ]

But sure, if you're so nice, then I accept your offer. I can watch you play and learn more in the process while I'm eating.

[ If he has a lot of these vouchers, though, then she hopes he'd be willing to foist a bunch of them her way... She'll have to be nice! At this time though, since he's the one with the voucher? He... is the one she's expecting to place the order. ]

I'll take one with blueberries, strawberry jam, and whipped cream, please.

[ She said please!! And has a small smile on. Go on, Fuuta. You can do it. Be the deliverer of crepes. ]

[ Hello??? Fuuta's expression promptly scrunches up in indignity at that. ]

I don't 'hate fun.' [ No, he doesn't make the gesture, but the air quotes are practically audible in his voice. And then, after a split second, realizing that that makes it sound like the other of Weiss' two statements is then true, he snippily adds, ] And you're not the first girl I've known to make a big deal about crepes, alright. Some stereotypes are just true.

[ In all fairness, he actually has noticed other girls really liking crepes! Counterpoint: he is talking about his older sister, and his female classmates, who he'd barely interacted with in the first place.

And while he does nod and start fidgeting with his watch to transfer the coupon over to her, Fuuta raises an eyebrow when Weiss instead dictates her order to him. ]

... what, you want me to order it for you? Seriously? [ Is this, like, some power play thing. Ugh, whatever. She's technically doing him a big favor by agreeing to farm points at the arcade with him, so. ] -- fine. But I'm just saying exactly that at the counter, so no complaining if they get your order wrong or something.

[ And off he goes! He does, indeed, order exactly what she'd said -- one crepe with blueberries, strawberry jam, and whipped cream -- then loiters at the counter while the beaming staff member tidily assembles the order. It doesn't take long at all, and within a few minutes, Fuuta comes trotting her way to silently hold out her crepe. That sure is a huge mountain of whipped cream loaded on top! ]

Or some people just have stuff in common! Are all boys the same, do they all hate talking about their feelings and always want to date multiple people at the same time? No, I don't think so!

[ Weiss doesn't believe that all boys are like that, but she definitely and unfortunately speaks from experience. Thinking she falls under some sort of stereotype... Humph! Weiss' pride is on the line here, and she won't stop until he heels and says he's sorry. (doubt)

She takes in a deep breath and sighs, placing both hands on her hips when she exhales. ]

Huh? Yeah. You're the one with the voucher, right? I don't think you can get an order like that wrong.

[ Off he goes! Weiss approaches, step by step and slowly, peeking from behind Fuuta to watch as the stand person starts to make the crepe. The batter is poured first, and then it gets flattened before the ingredients get put in one by one. When it looks like the crepe is being made properly, she takes a few steps back. It only takes a couple of seconds later when her crepe is !!personally!! delivered to her.

Whatever bad mood she had? Instantly gone. Crepes are the best! ]

Thank you! If it's good, I think you should try it. Who knows, it might change your mind about desserts.

[ Oh, before she takes the first bite? She offers it to him, not even shy about how she's breaching his personal space when she outstretches her arm, crepe in hand and all. ]

Do you want a bite?

[ You know what, he heard the bit about boys all being the same, but he is not going to dignify it with a response. Not because he wants to date multiple people at once! He doesn't! But because it is cringe to want to talk about feelings, but he doesn't want to acknowledge that Weiss is right, because that (sigh) would be tantamount to admitting defeat.

Whatever! He doesn't care anyway! All that matters is that he's safely delivered the requested crepe into her hands, and Fuuta breathes a satisfied little huff to himself; with that one (1) good deed done, he doesn't need to feel bad about getting her help for this dumb arcade task! That's all well and done!

-- oh, nope, cue a startled grunt when Weiss suddenly holds the crepe out towards him, practically shoving it in his face. ]

... uh. [ Fuuta's gaze flickers from Weiss' face, to the picture-perfect crepe, and back up, as he gives an awkward blink. ] Weren't you the one all excited for it. Feels weird being the one to take the first bite.

[ But, well. Having dealt with his share of bossy girls, he knows better than to argue for too long. So Fuuta huffs a short sigh before leaning in -- to rip off a little corner off the crepe, swiping it over the mountain of whipped cream to scoop up a bit, then popping it in his mouth. Yes, he is conscious of potentially having an indirect kiss with her, no he isn't going to acknowledge it. Yes, he barely got any of the fillings that way, but no, he doesn't really care. Besides -- ]

'sides, I've had crepes before. [ He could have said this before stealing a bite of hers??? Fuuta licks the little track of whipped cream off the corner of his mouth before continuing. ] They're fine. Just not my thing. You can have the rest.

[ HE REALLY COULD HAVE SAID THAT BEFORE TAKING A BITE??? But it's not a big deal. Weiss does feel some gratitude towards Fuuta for the crepe, because this is such a big discovery for her! She doesn't mind sharing at all, though she hopes that that bite he got was a good one. He might not have had enough of the jam in there and it was all just whipped cream! ]

This isn't some sort of monumental building that the first person to step in has to be the one who made it happen or anything.

[ She shakes her head at that, before bringing the crepe closer to her now that he's had his fill of it.

Damn - she should have taken a picture first! That's okay though... maybe next time. She'll be sure to get back here at some point. Not for the games, but for the food! ]

You can go play your games now. I can't really play while eating, so I'll watch you first.

( from here )

Oh, not really. We aren't that close; he's a lot closer with one of my best friends since he has a crush on her.

[ That was not her secret to tell, but now Jun knows!! Never tell Weiss your secrets. ]

We can stay relatively safe in the cold or very hot weather. Once our Aura runs out though, then we're subject to getting sick or dying from the heat or the cold.

That reminds me, since we're about the same age... Do you still go to school where you're from? There's that school that opened up recently. I'm not sure if it's worth checking out.

Not quite. Clouds are meant to be soft, aren't they? Well, not really, since they're made of gas. But... it's like you're walking underwater? I suppose that might be a closer comparison.

whoa, remind me to never tell you my secrets! i guess she has no idea, yeah?

[ Not that he has many secrets!! But now Jun will keep that secret safe. ]

how does your aura run out? is it sorta like if you don't get enough sleep or something like that?

and i was meant to be graduating this year...! but i was putting that be put on the backburner now we're all stuck here. well, maybe not, if they give out certificates! were you still in school back home, too? and yeah, i haven't checked it out yet, but i'd be willing! if it helps us round out our education, it'd be a good idea.

beats me! soft like sheep furs probably the softest thing i can think of. i know the feeling, so it's like you're inside a giant water bubble? hope it doesn't sound like you're talking underwater!

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What? WHAT DO YOU MEAN!!? I'M PLENTY TRUSTWORTHY!!!

[ Jun... those are fighting words... you just challenged her. ]

That's one of the ways! I'm not very sure if my metaphors are accurate as I've only seen friends play video games, but think of it like one? There's that bar at the top that goes down whenever your character gets punched or kicked. The objective of the game is to get your enemy's bar to zero. Aura is kind of like that.

With enough rest, Aura replenishes and you can go on to fight another day.

I was in school back home but there were things that prevented me and everyone else at Beacon Academy to go back to school. I could have gone back to school once I went back home, but there were more important things to do. There was a war to fight... and it's what I'll be going back to.

Yes, something like that! You'll be able to speak and breathe properly, too. No need to worry about that.

you sure about that~? weiss-san just told me someone's secret, so...

[ :) Her reactions makes him laugh, the back and forth amuses him. ]

oh, like a fighting game? yeah, i know what you're talking about. eden got to perform a theme song for a fighting game once, it was pretty much my first experience with video games in general. [ Jun, she did not ask for your life story. ] so instead of the bar, i'm guessing you just feel how low you're at and try and rest?

well, if you wanna check out the school sometime, i'd be up for it! but you mean you'd be going back home to war? i hope for your sake things won't be so bleak, or they'll be different.

ok sure, i'll trust it! long as you can breathe, there's nothing to worry about, right~?

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😡

I've never played one my entire life! It looks like we have one thing in common.

There is actually an app that we can use to monitor our Aura levels. [ As for how that's measured? Weiss wouldn't be able to say how... ~~video game/anime logic~~ ] Of course, I don't have that here, which means I must take extra care when using my Aura.

I would be going back home to war, yes. I also don't really know how much time has passed since I was last home, so I'm not sure what's happening there. Anyway, it's not really something you should worry yourself about. I'm sorry for talking too much about it.

Let's visit the school sometime. Whenever you're free, of course. It's not a rush.

You have nothing to worry about, as I said. I have no reason to put you in harm's way.

😂

wait, you're serious? it's kinda surprising. so we'll change you going from clueless to a pro!

sounds like a heart-monitor rate app to me, but i know it's not the same thing. now i'm curious, cuz it sounds as if you *have* used it here. a lot or not really?

nah, don't be sorry! i'm interested in learning, so i don't mind you talking about it. i know you said the thing about having a team, and they're probably looking after it, but i hope you're not feeling down about not being there to help. i can't speak for war, and you told me not to worry, but i don't want *you* worrying!!

[ What kind of logic... ]

i'd like that! it'll be nice having a familiar face around, so i'd be happy to visit sometime. yeah, no rush! i figure it must be staying from now on.

alright, i didn't think you would. but sometimes you can never be too sure, y'know?

I don't know about that...

I don't have the app here! But I did use it a lot in school.

That just made no sense.

[ But she'll just... move on. Jun doesn't seem like the kind of person who'd intentionally make no sense. It's just the kind of person he is, from what she's seen. That's fine. ]

Maybe. I mean, I don't think we know how truly big this place is. There could be so many other establishments we don't know about or haven't seen.

[ Not to mention, the hallways seem to be random sometimes. You go one direction and suddenly it's not the same hallway you passed through yesterday. ]

it's pretty cool you've got an app like that. obviously not here, but i bet it'd help some people in a bind.

huh? it makes perfect sense!

[ At least to him it does! But oops, he's not trying to confuse her. It's really the kind of person he is. ]

yeah, i keep hearing about new stores opening up. or maybe it's cuz there are so many floors..? so, it wouldn't surprise me! but it's nice something useful, like a school opened up.

[ As opposed to all the sex-toy stores! But now the thought is there, he recalls Hiyori once getting lost down a hallway, which he chalked down to his partner's terrible sense of direction. ]

We only used it for school, though. I mean, it'd be weird if you brought out your Scroll just to check your Aura in the middle of a real battle.

There are so many floors. I'm not even sure we know how many? And if a school opened up in a casino where you're forced to have sex... I can only hope that the institution can at least protect the sanctity of learning and knowledge.

[ Please don't let it be a sex school... ]

oh, huh~? yeah, it'd be sorta like a weak spot, right? so how'd you check it in a battle, or is it more like a thing you realise with an Aura?

drives me sorta crazy just how many floors we've got now! but ohii-san probably knows! so if you really wanna know, you could probably ask him.

[ Smh.. Hiyori and his shopping. ]

i agree! it's sorta weird when you think about it. but i hope for the same! it'd be good if the school teaches us what we were learning back home.

[ Praying it's not a sex school..! ]

You can feel it yourself, really. It's a little difficult to describe, though. Having an app helped to monitor other people though, especially if you're in a team.

How would he know?

yeah, that's still pretty cool. i guess it'd be easy to go overboard, huh? if you're not monitoring it.

ohii-san's favourite hobby is shopping. back home it's all he ever did, so it wouldn't surprise me if he knew 'bout all the floors.

Yes, definitely. It's why it's importnat to be in sync with your teammates.

I see. "All he ever did" sounds like an exaggeration, but I'll go ask him some time.

yeah, it'd be pretty easy to tell if you weren't. but that's just me guessing.

you think i'm kidding? i was the bag carrier back home and i'm *still* the bag carrier here.

You should go shopping too and show him who's boss.

i'm not much of a shopper, weiss-san. i only go along with it cuz it makes ohii-san happy.

[ Bro knows nothing about fashion, despite being an idol. ]

( from here )

An upgrade of my own doing, yes. I used my points to work my way up.

[ Figure that out for yourself on what that means, Hiyori fasdgdf ]

No pool or water slide, but there is a garden outside! Most of the time, it's snowing, so you can build snowmen out there and make snow angels or even go ice skating. :) There's a private elevator and I can apparently give some people access to my suite as if it was theirs. I think that's pretty convenient.

Perhaps I will! I do have a ballroom that's waiting to be used. Although I'll need to have a good reason to throw a party first...

Right, you're a hard-working girl, so you get a gold star for effort! ⭐️ And a new suite!

Though how exactly do you earn points again?

[He only knows of one way to rank up. But it doesn't seem very ladylike to brag about that, so maybe he missed something?]

Now that all sounds perfect for you. I don't think I've ever real snow indoors before. Did you have a say in designing the place, or did they peek inside your heart the way they did with the pirate queen?

And there's such a thing as "housewarming parties." Or you could call it an inaugural ball, since you're a queen now! 👑 But whenever you do decide to host one, just let us know. Jun-kun and I would be happy to provide music again. And Rinne-senpai and Leo-kun, too, I'm sure. I know Rinne-senpai wishes he could've come to your last one.

Are you being sarcastic? I hope not.

I collected cards and played games.

[ It's not like she's bragging about all the sex she's had, let alone her suite. Hiyori did ask! So she'll tell him. ]

I was asked what I wanted and it just came to life. It does get lonely from how big it is, which is why I appreciate having others around whenever they would like to visit.

That's also an invitation to you, of course. Tea or coffee and snacks - I'll happily provide those.

I'd rather not bring that kind of attention to myself. I'd rather host a housewarming party for someone else who got promoted... it just feels nicer that way, you know? Or someone's birthday.

Rinne sent me a birthday present and apologised that he couldn't be there in person. He was having a really tough time then. I'm just glad he's better now.

[Ah. So casual.]

No, not intentionally. I just wondered if there might be some other way to do it besides that, is all.

[Fine, forget having an extra-large suite. He doesn't want one, and he doesn't need one! ... though Nami's sure was impressive. And her situation doesn't sound bad, either.]

That sounds lovely. I'll have to take you up on that sometime.

I'm sure yours is nice-looking. Your taste in clothes was good, so your taste in decor must be just as good! I can see why you'd feel lonely, though. The pirate queen's suite was so big that it boggled the mind, really. Even as someone who grew up surrounded by luxury, I was sort of astounded to see a place like that indoors.

Anyway, my birthday's at the end of this month, but I don't want to risk having a party. So instead I'll just say that if you ever get lonely or want to liven the place up a bit, feel free to call us over! We can give you your own private concert 😊🎶 All four of us, I mean.

Which of course includes Rinne-senpai. I'm glad he remembered your birthday, despite everything else that was going on. You two must be close.

There is, actually, but those come so seldomly. My birthday present from the House was a task - like homework! Upon accomplishing it, I was able to promote or demote myself or somebody else.

[ She chose to rank someone else up in that instance, happily. ]

The size of a royal's suite truly is excessive. I imagine it's fine if you're a family living here, for example, but if it's just one person? It's definitely too much.

Really? You know, that might actually be fun! I'm not sure if performing for just me and whoever else is around might be fun for you guys, but the very idea of it seems exciting to me. Of course, just playing around on the piano and singing all kinds of things seems like a fun idea, too.

[ Like an open jam session! Weiss doesn't know that term, though. ]

I wouldn't say we're close, but we do hang out from time to time. I don't know much about him and his life back home, for example.

When is your birthday? I'd like to make sure that I get you a present. You can't say no, either.

Is that right? I wasn't aware the House did that for anyone's birthday. I'm not sure who'd choose to demote themselves, either. But I guess we'll see if me or Jun-kun is fortunate enough to be granted that opportunity. I'm sort of leery after hearing what happened to Rinne-senpai over his birthday, though.

[He feels positive he'll get it just as bad. All he does is shittalk the House and ignore their 52 game! They have no reason to reward him!

Also, if he knew her birthday task was a dick-measuring contest, he'd make a really funny face.]

In my case, it'd be 2 people, but that's still a lot of space. Not that I'd mind a better room, but I got used to living in dorm situations back home. So tons of extra room, it just feels sort of strange, I suppose.

You mean like a group practice! [He doesn't really use the term "jam session either."] Those *can* be fun. It'd be nice to have a bigger space to do that in. We've been using those love hotel rooms to practice in, since they have full-length mirrors, but those rooms were clearly NOT made for that, so there's all this stuff we have to push aside. Like beds! And other things!

And is that so? I guess that lines up with what you said before.

[About not knowing Rinne was an idol. She and Rinne must talk about things other than his home life. But they still got close to the point where he'd give her a birthday gift... hmm, then what do they do when they're together? She doesn't seem like she'd share his hobbies of drinking or gambling... maybe they hang out at the arcade together...? Or maybe...]

[>Weiss ranked up by "collecting cards."
>She and Rinne are close enough to give each other gifts and such, but they don't necessarily talk about personal things. Instead, they do other stuff.
>And that other stuff is...?
>...........]

[No, no, no! Don't think about that, don't ask, don't picture it!]

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July 24th!

That's awfully sweet of you. I do like birthday gifts, but now I feel a bit bad about getting you nothing for your birthday. So perhaps I can bring over a housewarming gift!

Or I can pay you back with that private concert I mentioned. Whichever way you want is perfectly fine~

I didn't know either, so it was a pleasant surprise.

[ Hopefully (?) Hiyori never finds out about Weiss' birthday present from the House... ]

At least you're being resourceful! You can't not practice or else your skills will get rusty, you know? It goes for any skill and any form of art.

[ That is really all she will say about that. Kudos to you, Hiyori! ]

I did say "no presents" on my birthday, remember? Some people broke the rule and they really need to learn how to read better. Still, it was very sweet of them to do so.

A housewarming gift does sound lovely, though. It'd be nice to have things here and there that remind me of the people I've met here.

[The day he measures anyone's schlong is the day hell freezes over.]

Yep, so true! It's just like you and your piano. Though it didn't seem to me like you'd gotten rusty at that at all.

Alright, then I guess it's settled! You'll get me a birthday gift, I'll get you a housewarming gift 🥳🎁 Something elegant that matches the suite you just described! It can also remind you of me, because I gave it to you!

Though don't worry about delivering my gift on my actual birthday. I don't plan to leave my room on that day. Whenever you find yourself getting around to it is perfectly fine~

[ But what if he had to measure Jun's dick... ]

I visit casino from time to time just to play the piano there. :) As for singing, I can just practice in my own suite during the mornings.

I suppose it's not my place to ask, but I hope everything is fine on your birthday? You don't have to answer if you don't want to.

[ If he's not leaving his room and all... ]

I'll send you a message the day after instead and we can schedule lunch together, maybe?

[Better get out the yardstick... (jk jk. Jun's not Ragna.)]

I've been there to look for clues once or twice, but I must have missed the piano. That wouldn't be my ideal place for a concert. I do think it's lovely of you to spread your charm there, though. Even lost souls and the people who suck out their energy deserve to hear nice things sometimes~

[This is... a reference to something someone else told him about the resort (and the casino)'s inner workings. But he doesn't bother getting into it, so it probably just sounds baffling! As for his birthday, well:]

I just assume it won't be fine. Rinne-senpai got cursed for a few days over his birthday, and someone else I spoke with said the same thing happened to them. Then a third person said her birthday gift also wound up being something unpleasant. I can see why the House might want to do something nice for your birthday, since you're a good girl, but I doubt they like me very much. Which makes no sense, when I'm so charming and cute, but what can you do!

Anyway, as long as you message me first, that sounds perfectly fine. I'll look forward to our lunch date! 😊

[ HELP........ ]

No, it's definitely no the ideal place for a concert. Sometimes, you just have to do some stuff, you know? I do play the some of the games every now and then for easy chips.

[ She isn't all that surprised about the "lost souls" term. The people from the Roost and the Other Roost were... dead, or so she believes. J, too. Except the ones out here in the resort, in what might be the "normal" world still look alive. Weiss doesn't really know what to make of it just yet, just that she does not want to be like any of them. ]

I see. That's completely understandable, but I hope that your gift won't be too bad. I hope it'll be nice and something that you'll like a lot.

If not? Then I'll just have to make up for what the House wasn't able to give you. 😌

Yes! I'll put it on my planner already. You can count on me to check in promptly.

Nothing wrong with that, I guess. I do have it on authority that the dealers there "suck people's energy," though, whatever that means. But if you aren't there too often, you should hopefully be just fine~

[Unlike some people, who are positively addicted to gambling at the casino. People like Rinne, in other words! A person Weiss knows well. Intimately well, most likely. But no, no, don't think about that—!!]

Aren't you sweet? You really are an angel 😇

Thanks for the wishes. Once it's done and I've recovered from whatever it is, we'll trade gifts! It's always nice to have something to look forward to. That's what keeps the circle of happiness flowing~

Yes. Definitely don't stay there too long. Don't go to the Roost for too long, either.

[ She agrees! Weiss doesn't know about Rinne's gambling addiction (looks like she's not as close as Hiyori things they are!) but she'd probably call Rinne out if she knew... Addiction, no matter what it is, is just bad. ]

Thank you. :)

Then we'll see each other! Of course, whenever you'd like to go shopping again or do something else, just let me know.

[So she and Rinne don't talk and share secrets, they just fuck like wild animals. Got it! (No, he wishes he didn't get it...!)]

The Roost is awful, so you don't need to tell me that! I don't think it's any place for a lovely girl like you, either. We're both too good for it!

And yep, I'll be sure to do that! Not all stores had put out their summer collections the last time we looked, so we could always browse those sometime. Sounds like fun~

[ STOP THINKING ABOUT THEM FUCKING, HIYORI!!! ]

I'm glad we're on the same page most of the time, you know?

That would be fun, yes! Especially now that I have more space. [ The timing of this tag and the other one is amazing... ] I'm not really a beach type of girl, but more sundresses is always nice.

[For the sake of his mental health, he will!]

It's like the saying "Great minds think alike!"

I enjoyed the beach last month. At the beginning, anyway. Then things started to get strange and alarming. That's pretty much always what happens around here.

I do remember your beach party outfit, though. It was cute! And now that your closet is huge, you can buy all the cute dresses you want 💕🛍️👗💕🛍️👗💕🛍️👗

Strange and alarming? What happened? My experience has been alright, though I suppose that's because I didn't do much.

Yup, that's right! I even have a walk-in closet now which I think is very nice.

There was one point where I boarded a raft and tried to set sail for a while, but then I got caught in a riptide and fell down a waterfall! Then when I woke up, I was in somebody's bath! Or actually, I got caught in this sort of loop where I woke up in one person's bath, then another person's, and then another's!

Also, Rinne-senpai drank some strange drink that made him look like a giant clownfish, which was just awful! And then there were those seagull-headed lifeguards, who were equally horrible-looking, and even more badly-behaved than Rinne-senpai. Though I guess they were there from the beginning, not just at the end. Long story short, be careful about bodies of water here!

But that's good news. Now you have as much closet space as you need to buy all the things you want! Did you ever go back for that dress?

That sounds crazy. And stupid. Like you were in some kind of fairy tale.

[ Been there, done that. Still weird though. ]

I guess it's a good thing I'm never going back to the beach unless I have to. Nami's suite is so much better.

Nope, although now that you remind me, maybe I should! It seems to be date season, after all.

Or like falling down a rabbit hole! That would at least explain the whole obsession with playing cards.

Yep, true that! She even had a waterslide! And no ugly seagull heads!

Oh? Are there any dates you're excited for~? My watch is malfunctioning and won't let me send those date emojis to whoever I want it to. Just people I don't know very well! Apparently I'm not the only one with that issue. But meeting up with new people can be fun, too, of course.

I don't think I understand what that means. What do cards have to do with a rabbit hole?

What kind of theme would you go for if you could customise your suite?

It's the same issue for me. I'm just sending emojis to people I don't know much to get to know them better and make connections. I won't say I'm very excited. Just a normal amount?

It's not a big deal, though. If there's someone I do want to actually go out on a date with, I can just ask them out without using this app. You should consider that too!

Sorry, that was my bad. I forgot different worlds have different literature.

That was about Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. It's a story about a girl who falls down a rabbit hole. All sorts of odd things happen to her, including stumbling upon a queen's game of croquet. The queen is called the Queen of Hearts, and her subjects are all playing cards. Hearts cards were members of the royal family, Diamonds were her attendants, Spades cards were gardeners, and Clubs were soldiers. The queen was really foul-tempered and kept calling for people's heads to be cut off, too. Alice was lucky to escape with her life~

So, you could say our goal is to climb our way out of the rabbit hole and get back to our home worlds!

And I see. Yep, that's the spirit! I don't need anything like "Mating Season" to plan my dates for me. We should both go on the dates we want to go on~ It sounds like you already have someone in mind for that, so good luck! Knock 'em dead!

Not literally, of course. But you know what I mean.

I see. Rinne told me about this Wonderland story before.

There's a similar story where I'm from, although instead of Alice, the protagonist's name was Alyx. And she didn't find herself in Wonderland, but instead, found herself in the Ever After.

[ The rest of the story is a little different, but that part is so similar that she can't quite help but find it to be a coincidence. Although where Weiss is from, Alyx was a real person who had already passed away. Ever After is a real place. ]

My friends and I found ourselves in the Ever After, too. We thought we were in a book, but then we found out that the book was based on the actual place after all. We didn't meet a queen like that... just a stupid king who was so overly pompous and annoying. He turned us into small chess pieces and made us fight his soldiers on the board.

[ This must all sound so crazy to Hiyori. ]

I won't confirm or deny that, but I hope that you get to enjoy the dates you go on, whether they're set by the House or ones that you set on your own. :)

Now that's a funny coincidence. Alice and Alyx sound like looking glass versions of each other!

Sorry, you probably don't know that reference either. That was the sequel to Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. "Through the Looking Glass," it was called!

You mean you were *literally* turned into chess pieces?

[Yep. It does sound crazy! Though it's... not really any crazier than some of the stuff that's happened here.]

I'd be curious to know how you went back to normal afterwards. But I'm guessing the answer to that is just "it's magic!", right?

Anyway, here's to a life of no longer being chess pawns. Or playing cards! We're human beings, no matter what any grumpy old kings say. Or any gambling-obsessed perverts who run resorts! And since we're human, we can make our own choices and enjoy ourselves how we see fit 🙂

I see. "The Girl Who Fell Through the World" was just one book. It was my teammates and I who ended up living the sequel, I guess.

We were turned into the size of chess pieces. We were stuck like that for HOURS and had to run away from the stupid prince! Eventually, we had to collect a bunch of ingredients and make and eat a parfait that would make us grow back to normal.

[ Weiss whined so much while in the Ever After. It was a Terrible experience. ]

Haha, yes, you said it!

So, am I missing out on something important here? Who's your date prospect?

"Alice in Wonderland" was pretty popular in my world. We even did a joint live that was themed on it. And now it sounds like its influence extends to other universes!

For example, Alice turning tiny and having to eat and drink things to get back to her normal size was something that happened in the book. I'm terribly sorry it happened to you, though. I'm glad you didn't encounter anything scary while you were that small. Like a caterpillar! Or some other big bug!

[But enough talk about bugs. Now it's onto date talk! What a transition.]

Nope, not missing anything! No new prospect, just the same date as last time! And that's fine by me. I like variety when it comes to clothes and food, but I don't need variety in that area.

About that...

We tried to look for a way to turn big again, and we tried to ask help from the Herbalist. I think he was some kind of worm... That was before we got help from the Curious Cat, who told us about the parfait that we had to make. Then we encountered the Jabberwalker. THAT was scary.

We were just in time to eat the parfait though, so we grew big and fought it. We also got help from some other Afterans.

That wouldn't sound familiar, would it?

And who's this "same date"? Is this a secret?

[ Hiyori, she is gonna want you to spill the beans on this one. ]

So you DID end up meeting a worm???

[This poor girl.]

Why, that's horrible! I guess that's better than a caterpillar, but it still must have been awful!

And nope, never heard of Afterans! I have heard of the Jabberwock, though. There's a poem about slaying him in that sequel I mentioned. He's supposed to quite horrible, so you really must have had a tough time.

[And now for a pause. Is there any need to keep this a secret from her? He can't think of one, so here goes.]

Nope, not a secret!

It would be at home, though. But it doesn't have to be here, I guess.

It's Jun-kun. That's what I meant by the same date as usual.

The similarities between the Ever After and this Wonderland story is just crazy. There are differences, but even the names sound the same.

I'm both interested and creeped out at the same time.

[ But Weiss honestly will drop the topic after this next set of texts because excuse me... WHAT!! ]

Oh! Are you two like... Dating dating? Exclusive? Even before coming here?

I guess it shows our worlds are all connected!

[However that works. He doesn't know anything about how multiple timelines/dimensions/universes work, and it hurts his head to think about!

As for the dating thing, well.]

No, not before coming here. Idols aren't really supposed to date at home, so it just never came up. We will have to keep it a secret once we get back, though, which is why I haven't been telling everyone.

Or at least that's part of the reason. But that sort of thing also feels like a liability here. They want us to play the field, not settle down. That's why we couldn't send those emojis to each other.

But I don't really care about what they want, so they'll just have to deal with it!

Don't you worry about me! I'm going to keep this a secret!

[ ... Weiss is not good in keeping secrets. ]

Congratulations, too!

I suppose this really isn't the place for a stable and monogamous relationship, but the challenges will make your relationship stronger, right?

I guess that's way one to look at it.

[He's worried. Not that Jun will cheat on him and fall out of love or anything. But after hearing from Esikko that people who sleep around the most have the most "energy," well... he's concerned. Scared that he and Jun could be punished or made to disappear. A fear that's about to get a whole lot worse when he talks to Jin Mingming.

But he won't mention that or unload those fears on her. He'll just smile at his watch, feeling grateful for her support.]

I don't know if it's really necessary to, but thanks.

We're both good at overcoming adversity. Especially Jun-kun. So, I'll hold out hope that the both of us will be absolutely fine. I wouldn't want to worry friends like you, after all.

You're going to need to tell me how this happened some time, okay? All the details!

[ What. Don't look at her like that! This is big stuff and is exciting!! ]

You like hearing about that sort of thing, huh?

Very well. We'll have a nice chat over tea sometime!

[He will be leaving out... some of the details, though. Like what happened during the Springtime game. Mostly just the graphic details!]

( from here )

You have a twin?

[ Five seconds after she sends that... ]

Oh. You were being sarcastic, weren't you?

Sorry to disappoint, my sister's a few years older than me. No twin unless it's a good loophole for a double date.

Ragna could work.

[ She knows you're sweet on him, Weiss. ]

You're being serious this time around, I hope. How old is your sister? What's her name? What's she like?

[ Nami she is so curious!!!!!!!

Weiss has to think about what to say about that Ragna thing. She's fine with it of course, but... hm. Hopefully Nami won't tease her for this. They're girlfriends, right?? Gurlfrand????????? ]

Nami, I'd like you to keep this a secret between the two of us.

I'm scared of what I might become if he and Rokurou are in the same room.

At least a year or two. Her name is Nojiko, and she's back on my island with our mom's tangerine orchard. She's a strong lady just like our mother was, a tough big sister but in the best ways. You have a sister too right?

[ Nami sends a picture of her notebook flipped to a drawing of Nojiko. ]

HAH

WEISS!

Should I be offended that my being there wouldn't help make it worse?

You know you're pretty up front normally, I'm kinda curious what you'd become.

I mean, not that I don't completely understand where you're coming from.

A tangerine orchard? That's so cute! Does that mean you love oranges? Or are you sick of them?

Older sisters are the best. Except for the ones that aren't. My older sister's name is Winter. We don't see eye to eye at times, but I wouldn't be who I am now if not for her. She's just absolutely perfect and amazing in every way.

[ It is dangerous to let her gush about her sister. She'll never stop. ]

With three of you there, I just wouldn't be able to control myself! I don't think you should be offended, although I think you should prepare for what might come.

[ ... it's not like Nami hasn't seen the extent of Weiss' horniness, so. . . ]

And who might come. 😉

It would be very unbecoming of a Schnee.

Love them, unless someone's making a joke about that being why my hair is the color it is.

So you get the perfect and amazing from her? How much older is Winter?

Weiss I can't tell if we're planning a double date or an orgy anymore...

And I don't know about that, I'd becoming.

Is your hair naturally that colour?

Five years or so. Winter didn't want to become the Schnee Dust Company heir at a young age, so that's why I'm here. And I think they just had Whitley as a spare, if you know what I mean.

[ 🤷‍♀️ This is complicated and fucked up, Nami. ]

See, this is why I said it's a bad idea if all of you are with me at the same time! I can't help it! Not unless you make me not look at either of them.

[ As for that last text? Weiss shakes her head and tries to come up with something just as clever for her response. Unfortunately, nothing really... comes to mind. ]

It sounds like someone wants an orgy...

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Seriously? Of course it is!

Dust?

Rokurou has been trying to get me to team up on you with him, so maybe everybody wants an orgy.

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I was just curious! I had to make sure...

Yes. It's not dirt, if that's what you're thinking. It's a form of energy where I'm from, and an expendable resource.

Oh my god, are you serious?

[ Weiss has to just stare at that message for a bit. ]

I mean. I guess we do owe him for girls' night...

And your family owns a company that produces it? Sounds like you've got a lot to live up to.

[ And even more pieces of the Weiss puzzle fall into place. ]

You guess? We should be breaking that man in half, Weiss.

Indeed. There's more to it than that, of course. It's a little too complicated to talk about through text, though. I'll tell you next time!

[ She does have a lot to live up to. Her grandfather is a hero while her father's a criminal. Her goal is to bring back the Schnee family's glory days and actually help people! ]

So, it's the upper half we're breaking, right? We kind of need that lower half...

You're on. Pick a meal and we'll meet up for it.

It's more of a metaphorical breaking, we can't ruin that excellent dick.

I'll pop in for breakfast some time and we can have cereal in bed while we watch a movie or something.

[ Or she can come over and have breakfast with her and Ragna. He'll cook!! He's good at it. ]

I know it's metaphorical! In any case, let's plan a nice night with Rokurou, too.

A nice night?

Let's figure out how to make sure he walks funny for a couple of days after we're done with him.

Exactly.

That's a nice night, don't you think?

Touché.

I knew I liked you this much for a reason.

What?

You like me because I'm horny?

Because we have similar definitions of a nice night, yeah.

How horny you can be just makes things fun for both of us, don't you think?

( from here )

What would YOU say makes a 10/10 butt, then? Please enlighten me.

[Oh Weiss.]

Yours is solid. Fun to smack.

[ WHY IS HE SO UNHINGED ]

So if it's fun to smack, it's a 10?

I've yet to smack your butt.

nah dat's just my criteria

u gotta come up w/ ur own

come on r8 me or else i won't tell u y ur a tsundere bbgurl

Okay?

Then... Based on how curvy it is, then it's a 5/10.

[ That's even lower than his first rating. ]

wow

ok i deserved dat

Don't take it personally. I don't mean anything bad by it.

i know u don't

it's ok i ain't gonna take dat 2 ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤🤍🤎💖

i know ur always tsundere 4 me

WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN?!??!?!?!?

ur cold on d outside but fuzzy on d inside

lyk when u act mad but ur secretly happy~

Huh? That's not me at all!

I mean, if I'm mad? I'M MAD! And if I'm happy, you'd know it!

I'm also SO not fuzzy.

but fuzzy is cute n ur cute

i always know when ur happy~

So I'm not a "tsundere" for anyone!

dis & dat r 2 diff things

ur def tsundere 4 sum1

This is so confusing to me.

How I act with you is how I am with everybody.

no it aint

dont lie 2 me wise-chan

And I have no idea what you're talking about.

Why don't you elaborate?

tell me u ❤️ me 1st

Ugh you can be so annoying. ❤️❤️❤️

[ Does that count? She insulted him while also adding hearts emoji. That's love, right????

She just proved that she's tsundere gsadgfhf ]

dat's such a classic tsundere response wow

ur a natural

[ Oh, okay. She gets it now.

Weiss actually has to gawk at the text for a bit, so her response is a little delayed compared to her record of texting back right away. ]

I see your point now.

knew u'd get it

so u agree ryt?

I'm like that with everyone, though.

Unless I really don't like you? Then I don't have anything nice to say.

eh? eh!! eh!!!!

does dis mean u really love me wise-chan?? r we tying d knot now?

Ew, no! I'm not marrying anybody!

[ That's honestly such a scary thought... ]

I just like you! As a friend!

but w/ benefits, right?

Are we not regular friends?

ur really cute, wise-chan

yeah we're totes friends ( ˘⌣˘)♡(˘⌣˘ )

Do you mean that? Or are you just agreeing with me for the sake of it?

yea we're friends

u doubting me?

Nope! I'm not.

I suppose I do understand the meaning of the term "friends with benefits", but it also sounds like we became friends because of the benefits. It also makes me think that we would stop being friends if the benefits were no longer there. So, we're friends.

ur ryt, we're friends

didn't think u'd insist so much. ur making me blush, wise-chan.

It's easier to be this way through text.

i lyk it

it makes me feel really happy dat u wanna keep being friends

if u ever wanna hang out, u know u can call me ryt?

That's good to know, really.

We see each other less now that I've moved floors, but I should make an effort to stay in touch.

hmmm ur ryt

well i got moved up 2. no clue y but i'm closer 2 u dan b4!!! we can play mahjong sumtym!!

You don't say.

Congratulations on that upgrade. Am I allowed to enter your suite from now on?

[ Why won't he let her in... ]

I'll get you a housewarming present!

[Because his room was a pigsty once upon a time... Not very sexy. Guess his new rank means someone actually does clean his room.]

it's nothing special tho compared 2 urs. u sure u wanna?

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Sure. Though I guess this means we need to plan two hangouts. One at your place, and one at mine since you haven't been here yet.

u still got ur 2 guys living der? i'll bring us a gameboard nxt tym~

Kazuya's a king now. He has his own suite, but he does stay here from time to time.

Ragna does live with me, I guess? He has his own room, but he's free to stay in his own suite whenever he likes. I've never really considered it as living here, though. I think I'll ask him what he thinks, too.

Great. I'm looking forward to it. I'll take care of the snacks!

its getting hard 2 keep track of wer evry1 is (ᗒᗩᗕ)

make girari make snacks!! he luks lyk he'd make angry ones

[Rinne has no clue about his cooking prowess yet.]

I don't blame you.

Who's Girari? It that Ragna?

[ She picked up because Rinne used the word "Angry". ]

bingo 😉

ur getting so gud @ reading me wise-chan. marry me?

I'm sure you'd make a lovely and confusing husband, but I'm afraid I'll have to decline. I'm not interested in marrying anybody.

[ When the idea of getting married is far too scary that even jokes about it scare the shit out of you... ]

Ragna makes really good snacks, though. I'll tell him! I'll tell him to put an angry face on them just for you.

dat so? oh well. tell girari-chan if he puts angry faces he has to kiss me too.

[Because it annoys Ragna when he does things like this.]

( from here )

Well, I'M going to invite ALL THE GIRLS of this casino and tighten security. I can do that now. I'm a Queen!

Wait, you are? Unfair!

See if you can crash that party.

This is going to take way more planning now... a bigger challenge.

But I'll get you yet.

( from here )

Then I suppose our worlds just have a few things in common.

I almost got my hopes up.

In any case, shall we train together some time? Once I find myself a steel practice sword.

I would enjoy that. You're quite capable even without a blade, I'm almost afraid to find out what you can do with one.

You don't look like the kind of person who's afraid of anything.

Although I think that would be an interesting reaction to get out of you.

Fear? Are you going to try to jumpscare me, Ms. Schnee?

Of course not!

You're the one who said "I'm almost afraid bla bla bla". I was trying to be playful!

[ Does Tseng even know how to play... ]

[ pls that was him trying,,, he's still learning! ]

So was I. It's not my strong suit, as you can see...

Oh!

I knew that.

Hahahahahaha!

[ ... that was so forced. ]

[ she's so nice... ]

While I appreciate your effort to help me save face, the truth is that I'm only funny once a quarter at best.

I wouldn't have guessed.

[ She rolled her eyes right there. ]

That's okay, though. Your transgressions are forgiven. It's not like I'm the queen of comedy.

[ Comedic relief though... ]

Really? I think you're funny.

[ he's not even just saying it to make her feel better either. which... is maybe part of the problem... ]

You're not calling me a clown, are you?

[ Someone is insecure. Someone named Weiss. ]

No. I'm just saying I enjoy your humor.

Well, then! Thank you for saying that.

I'm a little curious what you'd look like smiling. Or how you laugh.

Keeping my face neutral is a habit that's unexpectedly difficult to break. I'll try to be more expressive for you.

[ not fair to ask weiss to be noisier in bed for him if he's not willing to smile for her! ]

Then it's all the more rewarding when I get that smile.

[ It'll be a welcome challenge for her! ]

( from here )

It was. It would be a shame not to know how to engineer, design, and maintain weaponry at a combat school.

[ Combat school... ]

Things are starting to make more sense.

What do you mean by "things"?

Fighting with swords and making weapons. Most schools don't do that.

Oh, yes, they don't. There are a few combat schools scattered around the world due to the need for elite fighters to fight against threads against humanity.

Remnant needs Huntsmen and Huntresses to keep it safe, after all.

[ The capitalization there makes it feel like she doesn't just mean regular hunters with that. Must be a title for a certain type of combatant from where she's from. ]

What kind of threats?

Soulless monsters called the creatures of Grimm.

When we fought those creatures in the lobby, you saw my familiar, didn't you? The Arma Gigas is a type of Grimm that I defeated some time ago. There are many kinds, but they all just want the same thing: to destroy.

So how'd you get it under control then?

It's an ability that I have - my Semblance. Each person in Remnant can have their own Semblance, and mine are my Glyphs.

I'm able to summon foes I've defeated in the past and have them fight for me instead.

Any foe?

[ Some people he knows can summon, sure, but that sounds extra handy to him. ]

[ Just for that? Weiss sends Broca a picture of a crawler. Not just any crawler. It's small and rests on her palm like a little scorpion. Except. . . it's also white and blue in colour, almost ethereal, like the Arma Gigas he saw that he fought alongside him last month. ]

Any foe.

[ Smaller than the originals then, and definitely off color, but unmistakable from the shape. ]

Impressive.

I'm not sure how useful it'd be though.

I mean, what would I need these for?

[ He has to stop and think about it for a moment. ]

Can they relay information?

I can't say I've ever tried using them that way. They can't speak, but they can do what I tell them to do.

Or rather, think them to do? Does that make sense?

Sure, more or less.

[ Telepathic control of constructs. He gets it in theory. ]

They can't think back at you then?

Sure, but I'd just feel "rawr rawr must destroy".

...

Not particularly useful.

Nope!

They'll just be there and crawl around.

... Something smarter needs to show up, and be useful to kill.

What, like something that can talk?

I'm not sure how that would work, to be honest.

[ The urge to ask what happens if she kills a person is rising, but that seems a little lacking on the tact front. ]

Talk, or at least be smart enough to have real thoughts.

I suppose I'll find out when it happens.

I'll let you know if I'm still here by then.

I hope you aren't.

[ It sounds mean to just SAY like that without context.

In his mind this is well wishing though, because he's assuming very few people actually want to be here long term. ]

[ It does sound mean. Weiss won't hesitate to point it out. ]

That just sounds like you don't want to see me anymore!

[ About ten seconds later though, in case Broca thinks she's offended, she adds: ]

I get what you mean, though.

Do you think we'll be able to go home if we complete the deck?

[ Oh... sometimes words said bluntly sound cruel. Who would have thought? Sadly, not Broca... ]

I don't know, but it's worth trying. We got here some way, so we have to be able to get back out.

Out of curiosity, how well are you doing in the card collecting front?

[ May as well ask if he says it's worth trying... ]

11...

[ So, you know, only 41 to go...

This would probably be easier for him if he didn't keep getting sidetracked by fucking some of the same people, but some of them are more persistent and/or enticing than is particularly good for him. ]

Oh, that's not a bad number! That's almost a fourth of what you have to get!

[ Is it bad that she was thinking he'd have less than 10 digits? Maybe... ]

That may be too generous an estimation.

[ It's more like a fifth, and just that fraction makes him tired to think about given how much sex he has had.

Given his demeanor though, Weiss is very valid in her assumption. ]

Right. Well, it's more than 1, so you're on the right track!

[ Thirty seconds later: ]

That sounded weird. I'm not trying to encourage you to "slut it up" or anything.

Isn't that the whole point of the game though?

You can collect cards without being a complete slut!

... ?
How?

By being classy about your advances, duh!

I'm sure asking everyone "hey, do you want to have sex and exchange cards?" work, but I don't think that sort of eagerness would excite everyone.

Ah..................

[ Weiss is now dunking on one of Broca's main methods of getting laid here.

Though eagerness may not be the right term for how he says things. ]

Ah?

[ It's fine Broca. It worked, didn't it... ]

Most people seem to take it okay...

Okay, did you think I wasn't calling you classy?

That's different! Your bluntness is part of your charm.

Part of my charm...

Exactly!

Some people are blunt and they're annoying or just tactless, but you aren't. It's kind of cute.

Cute...............

[ How does this word keep cropping up like this? ]

Are you just going to repeat everything I say?

[ You can do it, Broca!! You can use your words!! ]

Why do people keep calling me that?

What exactly do you want them to call you?

? Broca?

[ No descriptive words. Just his name. ]

Cute Broca.

Not that one.

Cutiepie.

Worse.

Babe!

[ He's sighing to himself. She can't hear it, because this is text, but he is. ]

Fine.

Really? Alright then!

[ She didn't think he'd allow it??? ]

A cute babe.

Wait...

[ Not that one. ]

Yes?

Not "cute babe".

Hot babe?

Hunk of a babe?

Babeca.

Why does it have to have the other things?

I thought it might sound nice! But if you don't like it, then I'll just call you Babe.

You like giving nicknames that much?

Not really.

I just thought it would be fun.

Just babe is fine then.

Great.

Just so it's clear, I don't intend to use a nickname like that often.

That's fine with me.

[ Perhaps even preferred. ]

( from here )

It is a compliment! I promise.

I could never be so bold.

I do like people considerate of schedules. The evening is fine, though. I don't mind. I'll just have to make sure my activities during the day aren't so strenuous.

Do you usually spend your days doing strenuous things?

Part of my daily regimen includes yoga exercises and jogging. It can definitely get tiring.

Not to mention, if people start bothering me throughout the day, then I'd be expending energy just to match their energy.

[ She didn't catch or she deliberately ignored the innuendo. It's a little funny to him either way. ]

Second part sounds tiring
You find yourself bothered by others often?

This place likes to throw people at you, one way or another.

Nothing for your pretty little head to worry about. I can handle it.

Wasn't worrying
Just curious

Haven't had to be anyone's bodyguard since I got here
And I don't plan on starting up unless he shows up

But I can still help you unwind a little
Steel or wood, whatever you manage
You seem like you need it

"He" being your client?

I'm not sure about the particulars of a bodyguard.

[ She may have had one or two when she was younger, but she didn't really socialise much with those who weren't her family or related to the company. ]

Are we still talking about sparring?

[ That gets a good laugh, but he doesn't blame her for assuming and it's not at her expense. Still, he'll be sure to let Prince Noctis know he's just a client if he ever shows up here. ]

I spent most of my life training for it
And the first few months I was here worrying about how I went missing
I'm just trying to change my thinking to convince myself this is a vacation, not a punishment.

But I'm still talking sparring if you are.
You free this week?

[ What a big demotion. Hopefully Noctis never arrives so he never finds out. (???) ]

Oh! Then the role must have been thrust upon you at birth. I can relate in a way.

I wish there was some way to find out what's happening back home. This is already the second time I've found myself in another world, instead of my own. It's getting pretty tiring.

I'm just glad that cheese doesn't grow out of the ground here and that the mice can't talk. Then again, this place can be just as ridiculous most of the time.

The important thing is that we make good use of our time here - to learn and be better. Punishment or not.

[ And if they end up enjoying their stay? Then nothing wrong with that so long as they don't forget about going home. ]

If you're keen on the idea, I think it can be more than just sparring.

I am, yes. How does the day after tomorrow sound?

Pretty sure if this place started in on any of that I'd be working twice as hard to leave.

I'll keep my schedule and eyes open for you around the gym.
But maybe we make the sparring more interesting.
You ever play strip poker?

I hope I didn't jinx both of us, then. For both our sakes.

Great.

I can't say I have, no. But I think I can tell what the rules are just from the title.

What does sparring have to do with it?

( Would you like to thread this out 👀 If you are not too swamped with event stuff ofc! )

Replace the hands with points.
The rest of the rules stay the same.

Person who gets the point keeps their clothes that round, and the one who runs out first loses.

( Not swamped at all, but I know a lot of others have a lot of plotted things so we can also handwave if that's easier on you! )

Then that means it's more advantageous to wear a bunch of layers at the start, huh?

( I asked if you wanted to thread it out bc I thought I could handle more but... yes... we can handwave for now! I'd be down with doing something with them in August though if that's okay with you! )

[ from here ]

You can just go on a date and not expect anything, then. It'll be fun getting to know some people.

Send an emoji to Ragna and see what he says.

I'd rather deal with whatever it is they have planned for not sending out emojis.

It's not that bad, is it?

Only one way to find out.

You can do it! I'll happily sponsor your date with Ragna if it means the two of you can learn to get along.

Sponsor a date? Seriously?

What's wrong with it? I just want you two to get along.

I'll do it, but you'll owe me for taking him on a date.

You know, I've always wondered... Why is it that you don't seem to like him? I always thought you were easy to get along with.

It sort of half boils down to innate demon pettiness, and the other half is... He's jarring, to me. His soul is near identical to someone else's that I know. There's some surface level similarities too.

There's a part of me that really wants to like him and get along, a part of me that want's to just annoy him for fun, and then another part that wants him dead.

I don't think that's fair to him when he hasn't done anything to you. Has he?

You can forget about the date, then. I'd rather not aggravate whatever demon senses are getting triggered by being around him.

I just thought it was a good idea, that's all.

I can behave. I'll go on a date with him. Maybe it might help whatever is going on.

You don't have to if it feels like I'm forcing you to do it.

You're not forcing me, don't worry. I'll probably just bail early if it gets too hard to deal with. For both our sakes.

Well, if you do, let me know?

( from here )

Of course, that's true. Please don't let me pressure you into doing anything you'd rather not do.

[ That's completely fine!! Pshh... looking at your own tattoo... why would you even! ]

We can have a sleepover. Not that I know anything about hosting those, but I'll make sure to read up on it when you do come over!

I suppose it's a little different to be in the company you barely know, but it may ease the loneliness in some way. I've been here for over half a year now, and it feels very lonely sometimes, too. While I wouldn't wish for my teammates from home to find themselves here, I do miss them.

Let's just say it's a talent I didn't know I had until I go here.

I don't see it that way at all. If anything, you're just trying to encourage me like any friend would. I appreciate it.

[ Is it a little early to refer to her as that? Maybe. But Hilda has always been the friendly sort and besides. Friends have sleepovers, right? ]

Oh a sleepover! I haven't had one of those since I was at the Academy. I'd love that. We can compare notes. I'll help!

[ It's an easy segue to ignore the fact that she didn't really mean to type at all that she's been feeling any sort of loneliness. It had sort of just...slipped out. ]

Now I'm curious. You're making it awfully difficult not to want to see it.

[ It's a good thing this is via text, because being called a "friend"? It's something that Weiss wasn't expecting. And much as she'd normally refute that, Hilda's just been so nice that she can't. And she can't even get huffy! Not in the way that she normally would with others. ]

You're a really nice person, Hilda, you know that? I wish you success in all your endeavours.

That sounds lovely. You're free to make requests now if there's anything you'd like to eat, too. I'm not a cook, but I can ask the resort staff to make you whatever you like.

I suppose a demonstration is in order, then. It won't be anything too crazy, just so you know!

[ Would Weiss really be huffy to this face? ]

Oo, I'm not that much of a picky eater to be honest - as long as it's not pickled I'll most anything.

I didn't realize that this was a common sleepover activity. Do I need to bring anything?

[ It is a CHALLENGE. ]

Alright. I'll take that into consideration. Anything you prefer, then? I tend to defer to salads, but if you'd prefer to eat red meat and all that, then do let me know.

There's no need - you're my guest, after all! Please don't feel like you're obligated to bring anything.

[ NOOO please don't tsun her Weiss!!! She's just going to get more doki about it and her.

Unless that's her master plan. ]

I'm happy with salads - on the condition that we can have a sweet treat after.

Actually, thanks to our scavenger hunt efforts a couple of days ago, I think I have enough to buy us some frozen yoghurt. Should I get us a couple of flavours? I can't just come for a sleepover and be a guest in your suite without bringing something.

[ She does so love it when people she likes are mad about her :) ]

That would be nice, actually.

It's a date then, Hilda.

Rather, a sleepover.

A sleepover date?

🙂😴

[ Those were all sent as texts one after the other. ]

I love blueberry frozen yoghurt, but I'm open to other flavours so long as you like them, too.

[ Lucky for Weiss, Hilda doesn’t mind the string of texts. The novelty that she can communicate like this and not have to wait days or weeks for letters hasn’t worn out yet. Then again even when it does, she probably wouldn’t mind either. ]

A sleepover date? Weiss if I didn’t know any better I’d think you were flirting with me.

[ Which she wouldn’t object to. ]

I’ll find something complimentary to it. And if there’s more than that, we’ll just have to have more sleepover dates to get through them.

I'll leave it to your interpretation.

Sure. I mean, as much as I would like to get home as soon as possible, I don't think I'll be back in a month or so.

Well, I do enjoy a little flirting so hopefully you won't hold that against me.

Then it's settled. We'll take our time and enjoy the flavours a little at a time!

[ There's a brief pause. ]

I know I said it before but I think it's worth saying again. Thank you for being so kind, Weiss.

Is that so? Well, I enjoy a little bit of card collecting, so don't be mad if I end up wanting more than just flirting later on.

[ She'll be very romantic about it, Hilda. Or she'll be very horny. It really depends. ]

I'm just doing what a friend should be doing. Still, if that's how you feel, then you're welcome, Hilda.

I'm a message away if there's anything you need, alright?

Mad? I can't imagine anyone getting upset about that when it's you.

I will. I'll see you soon for the sleepover 💕

( from here )

[ she is being BULLIED and she doesn't even know!! ]

Don't ask me. Some people like it.

Anyway, I suppose I've danced with fire since I do use it in combat. Did you mean it literally? Not to mention, back home, I risk my life everyday. So I suppose it applies to me figuratively speaking, too.

[Until the latent bullying turns to overt any moment now.]

Some people like it, indeed. I prefer the brightly colored candles. Just a little pop of color that adds to the fun!

[Like now. She'd been right the whole time.]

You shouldn't change the subject because you're shy. I was hoping to learn more of what you've read about.

[Though he's noted that she's played with fire in many aspects of her life. An admirable trait, really.]

I didn't even consider the colours... What about the scents? Does that do anything?

Wait, why am I asking you?

[ THIS ISN'T WHAT THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO TALK ABOUT!! ]

Oh. I just wanted to answer your question! But I'm happy to talk more about what I've read.

There was a party for Spades some time ago, and there was a brochure explaining various activities that people could do. I'm afraid what I know isn't all that in-depth.

You have to consider the colors! Scents are going to help build the mood, of course, but then you have to worry about temperature. Some are a pleasant heat - while others could make you blister if you aren't careful.

You're asking me cause you pinned me as a wax pay guy, remember?

[As if he hadn't denied it! Now he's keeping it a main part of the conversation!]

Yeah? You know, I can appreciate that sort of straight-forwardness. Though it sounds like the parties thrown around here are pretty intense then?

I DIDN'T PIN YOU AS A WAX GUY!! I WAS ASKING A QUESTION?????

[ :( All these lies... ]

Some of them are. I am not sure how it went when the other suits had their party. The one for Spades was all about BDSM.

You asked a question! And have also received your answer, I suppose!

[Little lies all in the name of good fun, my dear!]

Huh.

Wait, so did you only go to the BDSM party then? Am I about to learn something else about you?

The most indirect answer if you asked me!

I did go, not because I wanted to, but because I got dragged there! [ She was not, in fact, dragged there. ] And I just found out that Suits got activated for those who didn't go, so I think I'm lucky on that aspect.

The most fun answers are like a journey! Much like life itself!

Wait. What do you mean Suits got activated? [Sure, sure. He was ready to needle her about what her favorite part of the BDSM party was - but that little tidbit gives him pause. What is he missing here?]

And I like my journeys straightforward and true.

You're a "player" aren't you? Just like the rest of us. Then you've got a rank and suit. I don't really know much about it, but think of it like each Suit represents an idea and if you don't have sex or if you don't do something else that the House wants you to do, it makes you act according to the Suit you belong to.

Also, you get really horny.

[A player. The TWO of SPADES his watch had declared him after his arrival. Something that had pressed-ganged him into a lower level suite that was always cold and never quiet.

He remembered the rules of the game - though it had taken him a few days to realize that this new 'suit' had manifested as a fade tattoo on his lower back between his back dimples.

They'd been assigned... an idea? Brows set in annoyance at the reveal there was a potential form of mind-control at play too. He'd had numerous run-ins with tainted food and drinks that had pushed him into indulgence already, sure - but a true hold on the soul?

... He hated this. Burdened, he files this new piece of information away. Another unsettling glimpse of this supernatural quarry's ability...

Her follow-up message on the matter eases the tension building in his body. He lets out a chuckle more akin to a scoff.]

Huh. Well you knew more about it then I did. That explains some things.

So the gist is that you go to a sex party to avoid getting horny by not going to the sex party?

You go to a sex party of your own volition just so the House doesn't make you do things you want to do.

At least, that's one way of looking at it.

[ At least she went on her own terms!! No one tells her when to be horny but her!! (???) ]

[That's right girl!!! You take those reins!!!]

Right. If you dance the steps your instructor wanted you to take in the first place, you won't get hounded to correct them! That sort of deal.

[Baptiste is a man with a serious case of the you-can't-tell-me-what-to-dos. This whole idea tweaks a nerve. So. Naturally, we turn to deflect.]

What would your suggestion for a newbie be then? If you wanted to humor a wax guy.

Well, first of all, Wax Guy, you could introduce yourself.

Second? I suppose just have fun with being here while not forgetting who you are and where you came from. I understand that not everyone here has a home to get back to, but I think there are better places to be than this place.

I'm sure there's a way to get out of here.

And here I thought I'd found a pen name we'd both appreciate!

Baptiste LaFontaine. Ringmaster of Monsieur Springwell's Circus Curio, back home. Perhaps a ringmaster to a second circus here if I'm stuck here long enough.

Through your advice, it seems we have similar approaches. You won't have to worry about me forgetting who I am, so you better keep to that advice too. That way we'll get a chance to work together looking for that way back home we both seem to want.

I mean, an introduction is only polite, right?

If you want to keep being called Wax Guy, that's fine, though.

Oh, I will. I haven't forgotten. I think this post was an awful wake up call though. I've grown complacent, and here's the House posting pictures of my butt!

Only if you can call me Wax Guy to my face.

Glad to know you're sharp as ever. I'm sure you could weaponize even this attempt at a wake up call!

Which. You're an 9, by the way. If that's any consolation.

Now you're just making fun of me. I'll have you know, I won't back down from a challenge.

[ There's a lengthy pause before her next text. ]

Thank you. I take good care of myself!

[The lengthy pause doesn't go unnoticed. It garnishes its own chuckle as Baptiste shakes his head and responds simply.]

I could only hope that you wouldn't back down from the challenge. It's the spice of life, after all!

No way! Never! I'm not some kind of coward!

[ She isn't. She is just a big doodoohead. ]

Then I look forward to our first meeting face to face, dear Princess. Don't keep me waiting too long.

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