[ He chuckles, already in the process of obliging as he undoes his buttons with the quick efficiency of practice. When his shirt's fully open, he shrugs out of it, fabric sliding off his shoulders and the lingering impression of his fingers along his chest and stomach noticeable only because of the dark. His shirt is still clinging to his lower arms from his elbow down when he leans forward and kisses her face, vaguely aiming for her lips but fairly certain he'll miss, and content with any kind of kiss that lands on her. ]
You're not supposed to see them, you're supposed to feel them.
[ Still grinning, still amused but also anticipating when her hands find him, trace against his skin, for whatever patterns she paints into being. ]
[ A kiss in the general vicinity of her lips is enough for her to smile and tilt her head to catch his lips, eyes all but closing when she presses a gentle kiss to them. ]
Like you're feeling now?
[ She giggles, and her hands feel down his shoulders and arms, bringing up little patterns of light that she can't see at her angle or beneath that last bit of clothing, until she reaches his hands.
Then, with more agility and grace than strictly necessary for this situation, she hops over his lap and pins his hands under hers, holding them over his head.
Her necklaces fall against his chest and neck with a quiet jingle, and above him, her lips are pulled in a playful smile (makeup still immaculate, thank you futuristic cosmetics!). ]
[ There's some kind of eeping sound that escapes him when she's hopping over his lap and pinning his hands above his head. A mild surprise, but enough of one to have him looking up at her and swallowing as her necklaces touch his chest. Each point of contact bloomed with tiny circles of light, until now his hands are the brightest, even his palms offering a low and soft sort of glow. ]
Um... yeah, that was the plan... wasn't it?
[ A touch uncertain, but not in any way unsure, he smiles up at her again. ]
[ Oh, that is really pretty... Even her necklaces make light bloom, and the contact of her hands on his wrists create even more.
It's beautiful. Shino is really, really beautiful. Her eyes are soft and admiring as she looks him over.
Seeing his smile, it's tempting to just kiss him and kiss him, but that isn't her plan. Instead, she carefully shifts their hands until she can pin down both of his hands with one of hers, and shifts her weight to give her more stability over him. Her skirts are pooled over his hips, and with her now free hand, she traces a nail down his chest, finger pad rolling over one of his nipples. ]
Do different kinds of touch make different colors?
[ She asks innocently, like she has any place acting innocent here. ]
[ He's breathing more heavily, all the more obvious with his chest exposed, his pulse at his throat visible only when her touch at his neck would expose it with blooming lights. He shivers underneath her, straining lightly against her hold on his hands less out of intent and more because of unthought reaction to her touch. ]
I don't know--
[ He says, with a gasp when she touches his nipple, the arousal that shoots through him aiming straight for his groin. He gasps, and indeed, the colours change, more reds than the blues and purples earlier, like a firework underneath his skin, trailing outward and fading away. ]
You'll have to tell me.
[ He's only looking up at her, holding her gaze. He has no idea how his skin is reacting... and that's fine. He wants her to tell him about it. ]
[ If Shino wanted her to let go, she would let him go in and instant, but nothing about Shino's reaction says, "Let me go."
In the quiet of the room, Shi Qingxuan purrs without thinking about it, her tail lifting playfully as she looks down at the colors that bloom across Shino's chest. Cooler colors grow warmer where her finger plays with the peak of his nipple, absolutely beautiful.
What a nice benefit for Iris, for once a moonblessing that actually seems more like a blessing than a curse. When her eyes lift and she realizes Shino is only looking up at her, her face grows warm as she giggles, pleased. ]
I'm not sure if it's the touch or just the place. [ She drags her hand down his side, touch featherlight, as she lowers her face over his chest. ] It's red now, so let's see...
[ ...what will happen when she wraps her lips around his nipple instead and gently suck instead. ]
[ If he wanted to be free, he'd have asked; he enjoys some of this, this sense of being held in place and anchored, his fingers curling into his palms as he stutters in a breath as her hand drags down his side. He doesn't try to hold back his gasp or the moan that follows when her lips touch skin, when she sucks at his nipple and he's arching his back and baring his throat, like that really does anything. ]
Oh, please...
[ Please what? He has no idea. He's been fine all night for the most part, but when she's brought him here, he goes from keeping his head to wanting everything and more, one after another. To her experiment in light, the reaction is just as immediate: even darker red, fading to oranges and yellows, but now with a thin band of white and bright blue closest to where she'd sucked. All of this an equally white hot arousal burns through him, his pupils blowing wide and his erection growing more and more pronounced. Some of the trailing lines of that firework like explosion of light brush up against the lines sparkling out from where she'd felt down his side, ripples of reaction touching each other then fading away.
Iris being easy isn't a myth so much as a side-effect, half the time, when under moon influence. Shino's not felt it quite so keenly as now. ]
[ She feels like she knows exactly what please means here, and she hadn't thought that Shino would already he turned on so quickly. Iris really does have a strong effect on him...
Then again, Cordis is strong for her, too. As her hips lower over his groin, a gasp escapes her throat at how hard be already is beneath her. Still, she rolls her hips over him, grinding against his bulge to chase a pleasure that's probably not enough for him anymore than it's enough for her with so many layers between them. Her heartrate quickens, teeth grazing against tender skin of his chest, as she lifts her eyes. This close, all she can see is the sparks of light and color blossoming like fireworks in the night sky on his skin.
It's so pretty. That's all she thinks, pulling back to look down at him again. Shino is so pretty like this, even more when she has such a clear image of what her touches are doing for him.
A finger caresses against his palm as she shifts forward against him again. ]
You're beautiful...
[ Her pupils are blown wide, enraptured by the entire sight. She almost wants to lean down and make the other side of his chest - his entire chest and his neck and his stomach - match that vibrancy with all of its explosive colors.
But another impulse hits her first, and with a mischievous smile, the hand at his side traces the simple outline of a flower on a branch of fading crimson...and then turns to hook around his side and tickle him instead. ]
[ She grinds down into him and his pleasure is electric, a jolt of heat traveling through him that has him bucking up against her with the smallest of involuntary jerks. The brush of teeth is enough to stir a gasp from his lips, the same fireworks of light spreading in so many beautiful, tiny dots under his skin. The light trails after her every touch, and he's all but intoxicated by her movement, her gaze, her words.
Her smile. The one that should have been a warning, but isn't, not when his mind is on other things, other emotions and sensations. He's caught entirely off guard after having followed her outline of a flower and watching it bloom and start to fade, then, seemingly out of nowhere... getting tickled.
He's so sensitive he moan-yelps, his laughter following right after as he truly bucks underneath her now, squirming so hard he goes sideways and tries rolling her underneath him in his sudden desire to get away. All that while he pulls at getting at least one arm free, though if he succeeds or not, his primary concern is stopping her from continuing to tickle, or the ridiculous way his squirming against her weight is still turning him on even when the laughing kind of makes him want to pee a little, too. Thanks, Wind Master, why are you like this?! ]
[ She laughs in delight, lifting herself to let Shino squirm, but after only a few moments of tickling, she lets up. ]
Hehehe...
[ If Shino needs to pee, he should really say something; Shi Qingxuan needs to get of bodily waste even less than she needs to eat and sleep. That is, they're not something she does to make things easier for Shino and Xie Lian, so she doesn't think of them at all. ]
That's right, I'm evil, hehehe. Ah, you look so cute, ahaha!
[ But, even though she isn't sitting over his lap and her fingers are just drumming on his chest now, she's still holding his hands up. Maybe she still wants to pin him, maybe she just hasn't thought to release him, maybe she just likes how he looks prone.
He's so cute.
Her grip is loose enough after tickling that he can free himself now, though. ]
[ He takes advantage of the loosening to squirm free, then gently shove at her side and try to squirm off the bed, now complaining: ]
Not cute, not cute! Let me go, I've got to use the restroom--
[ Which could seem like he's running off in order to pay special attention to his definitely lingering partial erection, and he will, mostly because even more important is the need to empty his bladder. Shi Qingxuan, his god, you've been too cruel...! ]
[ She lifts her hands up and sits up on her knees, giving him full ability to move and...take care of what he needs to. She has no problem letting him go!!
...that's all she says. Please, go take care of yourself... ]
[ He darts off without another word, hitting the bathroom and closing the door with a gentler thunk than his apparent haste warranted. Then again, he's usually fairly polite, no slamming doors or anything of that nature.
Meanwhile, encountering some issues with simply going... he's in that bathroom for a good five minutes before the sound of flushing and the sink turning on as he washes his hands for the second time.
The first time certainly was before the toilet flushed.
As you do.
When he comes out, he doesn't even look up stepping across the threshold. ]
[ Meanwhile, Shi Qingxuan...doesn't do much beyond take off some of her jewelry, slipping off bracelets and anklets, unhooking necklaces and earrings, pulling off rings and hairpins, everything neatly put away in their proper places. As fun as it would be to do all of this fully made up with only some glittering accessories on, the thought of all of those sparkling things getting damaged didn't appeal to her quite as much.
Mostly, though, she feels like Shino will notice her hair is down when he walks through the door.
Her hands clasp his to lead him the rest of the way into the room, and there's a small shift of energy as the door closes behind him, a soundproofing spell following it. ]
I'm surprised you didn't wake up Mantou. He's always so excited when people come home. Did you have to sneak past him?
[ He does notice once his eyes are raised, blinking at the waterfall of her hair and smiling. ]
I love your hair like this.
[ He says, and then the smile is... turning more awkward when it comes to Mantou. He, uh. ]
Uh... Mantou did notice, but went... to hide in Lian's room.
[ Without Qingxuan or Lian out there to reassure Mantou, all he's getting is demonic energy that tells every animal instinct this could eat me. Eat me so no bones remain. The fact he's peaceful is the only reason Mantou hadn't gone barreling toward Windy: that and the direction Shino had come from... ]
[ Shino smiling up at her and saying he loves her hair, Shi Qingxuan can't help but giggle. ]
I haven't even brushed it yet!
[ And she's still walking backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed. ]
He must really miss Xie-xiong. He always was very attached to him...
[ ...Which is true, but mostly, Shi Qingxuan forgot for a moment that Mantou has never, ever run up to Shino, and will, if given the choice, nuzzle and hide behind the legs of whichever god is furthest away from him. ]
[ She's the one with her legs hitting the back of the bed, but he's the one who nudges her back, pressing into those fingers tented over his chest. One hand slips to her waist, the other her back, and if she lets him, he'll get her on the bed and brace himself up over her. Keeping her hand there, and smiling at her. ]
Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
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You're not supposed to see them, you're supposed to feel them.
[ Still grinning, still amused but also anticipating when her hands find him, trace against his skin, for whatever patterns she paints into being. ]
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Like you're feeling now?
[ She giggles, and her hands feel down his shoulders and arms, bringing up little patterns of light that she can't see at her angle or beneath that last bit of clothing, until she reaches his hands.
Then, with more agility and grace than strictly necessary for this situation, she hops over his lap and pins his hands under hers, holding them over his head.
Her necklaces fall against his chest and neck with a quiet jingle, and above him, her lips are pulled in a playful smile (makeup still immaculate, thank you futuristic cosmetics!). ]
Then let's do this with touch!
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Um... yeah, that was the plan... wasn't it?
[ A touch uncertain, but not in any way unsure, he smiles up at her again. ]
Touch me.
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It's beautiful. Shino is really, really beautiful. Her eyes are soft and admiring as she looks him over.
Seeing his smile, it's tempting to just kiss him and kiss him, but that isn't her plan. Instead, she carefully shifts their hands until she can pin down both of his hands with one of hers, and shifts her weight to give her more stability over him. Her skirts are pooled over his hips, and with her now free hand, she traces a nail down his chest, finger pad rolling over one of his nipples. ]
Do different kinds of touch make different colors?
[ She asks innocently, like she has any place acting innocent here. ]
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I don't know--
[ He says, with a gasp when she touches his nipple, the arousal that shoots through him aiming straight for his groin. He gasps, and indeed, the colours change, more reds than the blues and purples earlier, like a firework underneath his skin, trailing outward and fading away. ]
You'll have to tell me.
[ He's only looking up at her, holding her gaze. He has no idea how his skin is reacting... and that's fine. He wants her to tell him about it. ]
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In the quiet of the room, Shi Qingxuan purrs without thinking about it, her tail lifting playfully as she looks down at the colors that bloom across Shino's chest. Cooler colors grow warmer where her finger plays with the peak of his nipple, absolutely beautiful.
What a nice benefit for Iris, for once a moonblessing that actually seems more like a blessing than a curse. When her eyes lift and she realizes Shino is only looking up at her, her face grows warm as she giggles, pleased. ]
I'm not sure if it's the touch or just the place. [ She drags her hand down his side, touch featherlight, as she lowers her face over his chest. ] It's red now, so let's see...
[ ...what will happen when she wraps her lips around his nipple instead and gently suck instead. ]
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Oh, please...
[ Please what? He has no idea. He's been fine all night for the most part, but when she's brought him here, he goes from keeping his head to wanting everything and more, one after another. To her experiment in light, the reaction is just as immediate: even darker red, fading to oranges and yellows, but now with a thin band of white and bright blue closest to where she'd sucked. All of this an equally white hot arousal burns through him, his pupils blowing wide and his erection growing more and more pronounced. Some of the trailing lines of that firework like explosion of light brush up against the lines sparkling out from where she'd felt down his side, ripples of reaction touching each other then fading away.
Iris being easy isn't a myth so much as a side-effect, half the time, when under moon influence. Shino's not felt it quite so keenly as now. ]
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Then again, Cordis is strong for her, too. As her hips lower over his groin, a gasp escapes her throat at how hard be already is beneath her. Still, she rolls her hips over him, grinding against his bulge to chase a pleasure that's probably not enough for him anymore than it's enough for her with so many layers between them. Her heartrate quickens, teeth grazing against tender skin of his chest, as she lifts her eyes. This close, all she can see is the sparks of light and color blossoming like fireworks in the night sky on his skin.
It's so pretty. That's all she thinks, pulling back to look down at him again. Shino is so pretty like this, even more when she has such a clear image of what her touches are doing for him.
A finger caresses against his palm as she shifts forward against him again. ]
You're beautiful...
[ Her pupils are blown wide, enraptured by the entire sight. She almost wants to lean down and make the other side of his chest - his entire chest and his neck and his stomach - match that vibrancy with all of its explosive colors.
But another impulse hits her first, and with a mischievous smile, the hand at his side traces the simple outline of a flower on a branch of fading crimson...and then turns to hook around his side and tickle him instead. ]
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Her smile. The one that should have been a warning, but isn't, not when his mind is on other things, other emotions and sensations. He's caught entirely off guard after having followed her outline of a flower and watching it bloom and start to fade, then, seemingly out of nowhere... getting tickled.
He's so sensitive he moan-yelps, his laughter following right after as he truly bucks underneath her now, squirming so hard he goes sideways and tries rolling her underneath him in his sudden desire to get away. All that while he pulls at getting at least one arm free, though if he succeeds or not, his primary concern is stopping her from continuing to tickle, or the ridiculous way his squirming against her weight is still turning him on even when the laughing kind of makes him want to pee a little, too. Thanks, Wind Master, why are you like this?! ]
No, nonono tickles no you're evil!
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[ She laughs in delight, lifting herself to let Shino squirm, but after only a few moments of tickling, she lets up. ]
Hehehe...
[ If Shino needs to pee, he should really say something; Shi Qingxuan needs to get of bodily waste even less than she needs to eat and sleep. That is, they're not something she does to make things easier for Shino and Xie Lian, so she doesn't think of them at all. ]
That's right, I'm evil, hehehe. Ah, you look so cute, ahaha!
[ But, even though she isn't sitting over his lap and her fingers are just drumming on his chest now, she's still holding his hands up. Maybe she still wants to pin him, maybe she just hasn't thought to release him, maybe she just likes how he looks prone.
He's so cute.
Her grip is loose enough after tickling that he can free himself now, though. ]
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Not cute, not cute! Let me go, I've got to use the restroom--
[ Which could seem like he's running off in order to pay special attention to his definitely lingering partial erection, and he will, mostly because even more important is the need to empty his bladder. Shi Qingxuan, his god, you've been too cruel...! ]
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[ She lifts her hands up and sits up on her knees, giving him full ability to move and...take care of what he needs to. She has no problem letting him go!!
...that's all she says. Please, go take care of yourself... ]
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Meanwhile, encountering some issues with simply going... he's in that bathroom for a good five minutes before the sound of flushing and the sink turning on as he washes his hands for the second time.
The first time certainly was before the toilet flushed.
As you do.
When he comes out, he doesn't even look up stepping across the threshold. ]
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Mostly, though, she feels like Shino will notice her hair is down when he walks through the door.
Her hands clasp his to lead him the rest of the way into the room, and there's a small shift of energy as the door closes behind him, a soundproofing spell following it. ]
I'm surprised you didn't wake up Mantou. He's always so excited when people come home. Did you have to sneak past him?
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I love your hair like this.
[ He says, and then the smile is... turning more awkward when it comes to Mantou. He, uh. ]
Uh... Mantou did notice, but went... to hide in Lian's room.
[ Without Qingxuan or Lian out there to reassure Mantou, all he's getting is demonic energy that tells every animal instinct this could eat me. Eat me so no bones remain. The fact he's peaceful is the only reason Mantou hadn't gone barreling toward Windy: that and the direction Shino had come from... ]
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I haven't even brushed it yet!
[ And she's still walking backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed. ]
He must really miss Xie-xiong. He always was very attached to him...
[ ...Which is true, but mostly, Shi Qingxuan forgot for a moment that Mantou has never, ever run up to Shino, and will, if given the choice, nuzzle and hide behind the legs of whichever god is furthest away from him. ]
Anyway, since he's not here...
[ Her fingers tent over his chest. ]
Let me draw on you.
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Draw me in however you want.
[ He says, green of his eyes darkening as his damp hair falls down around his face, framing the two of them. ]
I'm your blank page for the filling.
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