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OPEN💗 LATE VALENTINE'S DAY PARTY

WHO: Newbies, oldbies, everyone is welcome!
WHAT: A Late Valentine’s Party mingle, since Valentines’ Day was over Kaiju month…
WHERE: “MANTRA”, an underground, alternative club in Neo Toyko
WHEN: March 10th
WARNINGS: Romance and shippy things, alcohol, hookah, suggestive things. Anything NSFW is to be appropriately labelled.

Around the 10th of March, Outsiders will receive a message in their ocular inbox from Kabru, the Outsider also known as @ rasgulla. The message reads:

“To my dearest friends and teammates,

If we haven’t met before, call me Kabru. When not on missions as an Outsider, I work as a freelance event planner for various businesses and private organizations within Neo Tokyo.

Valentines’ Day is a popular holiday in Japan that was sadly interrupted last month by the kaiju. My current client is holding a belated Valentines’ Day event and they would really like the Outsiders to come. There will be plenty of food and things to do. Even if you're not looking for a romantic time, I'd encourage you to come!

Please wear something comfortable. Looking forward to seeing you there!

Yours sincerely,

Kabru.”

A location pin comes attached with the invitation. It looks like Kabru’s become more adept at technology over the months.

Follow the location pin and you’ll find yourself in front of ‘Mantra’ in metro Tokyo, an underground, alternative club making waves for its uniqueness in the club scene. Outsiders will all be allowed in without much fuss. The owner of the club is a gentle woman who kindly requests that all guests take their shoes off and leave them at the side. There is a lingering scent of incense and the people hanging out in the club look remarkably calm as they relax; cuddling and enjoying each other’s company. What kind of Valentine’s day party is this? A New Age, alternative kind, apparently. The owner of the club wants to be promoting togetherness in a completely different way.

Thankfully, finger foods and alcohol appear to be abundant, even if Kabru would really like you to be mingling with the people! There is a bar with free flowing wines and spirits, and a table with hors d'oeuvres and small desserts as accompaniment. These can include sushi rolls, small sandwiches, crab cake bites, small skewers, chocolates, little cakes and tarts. Food aside, there is live music playing and guests are highly encouraged to dance.

Naturally, couples are also coupling up, but anything too raunchy is of course cordoned off to a private room. Also, ignore the people smoking electronic hookah at the side…

What can you do besides eat and drink?

1. DANCING 💗

The DJ mostly plays trance and synth pop music in the background but he’s happy to take requests. On the dancefloor,there’s always a group of tipsy guests dancing their hearts out, some dancing alone and others dancing as a couple. There’s no right or wrong way to dance and most people will not cast judgement. Give it a try? Better hurry, before some of the overeager guests try to drag you in.

2. CUDDLE PILE 💗
Numerous cushions are set out around the venue for guests to lounge in and cuddle. It’s highly encouraged, in fact! Especially after a vigorous dance session. There are people lying together in larger groups, and couples choosing to spend their time lounging and enjoying each other’s company. Finding it difficult to relax? The owner might give you a whiff of her special perfume that’s guaranteed to put you in a state of complete calm. It might even make you more open about lying together with someone else.

3. SPEED DATING 💗

There’s a speed dating round going on in one side of the club. Guests are numbered and paired up randomly, then given a short amount of time to get to know each other on a speedy little date. Don’t know what to say? A list of questions will flow in through the oculars to give you a prompt. (Please refer to here and here for some examples or make up your own!)

4. MAKE SWEET TREATS 💗

In the spirit of Valentines’ Day, the owner of the club is hosting a quick desserts-making workshop at the event. Guests will be provided with ingredients and taught to make chocolate or cupcakes, and they will get the chance to decorate it however they like. It’s highly encouraged to make something to give to your sweetheart or the person you admire. Do you really want to be the person eating their own chocolate on Valentines’ Day?

5. PARTY GAMES 💗

What’s a party without party games? Throughout the night, people will be getting drunk and playing local drinking games such as the King’s Game. Eventually, other games from the West get introduced by other people. These games include Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle and 7 Minutes in Heaven.

6. TAKE SOMEONE HOME 💗

If it looks like you're having a pretty good time with someone else, a helpful robot will approach you and provide you both with a key to a private room. Some of these private rooms are normal and some are themed, similar to a love hotel. There's no need to actually do anything raunchy of course. You could just cuddle up and enjoy the warmth of the digital fireplace! Everything one might need for a nice time together (condoms, lubricant etc) will be readily available.

As the event planner, Kabru will be buzzing around and making sure everything runs smoothly, but he can be stopped for questions or concerns (pls be nice to him he has anxiety). Characters can sit out of anything they want, but drunk and overeager guests might decide to drag them in.

[ OOC: I put this up so everyone can enjoy a chill mingle after the chaos of last month! And also because we didn’t get the opportunity to have do much for Valentines’ Day given the timing. Naturally, please label any NSFW, add your content warnings appropriately, and state your boundaries and preferences in terms of shipping/gen/being tagged by younger/older characters. ]

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[ why wouldn't he...? she can think of a few reasons but yato's response seals her mouth shut. she's everything. a god wishing for something and it's her. face boiling hot, she ducks her chin a bit. holy crap. hearing THAT from yato is

feels like a second proposal ou in the open, honestly. she's so flustered she starts stumbling over her own feet a bit as he repeats words like "husband" and holds her against him so both their hearts are pounding wildly together.

she's doing great. at this juncture, she's finally realized she's okay with being ordinary compared to everyone else. she'll do what she can. what she has to, whenever the time comes. they have the heavy hitters and the amazing gods and super soldiers. in the face of so much greatness, it's better to cheer them all on then try to keep up. for her, it may just be impossible.

so, with yato's reassurances, she settles and feels better. if he thinks he's doing great, then that's all she needs. she used to think otherwise. probably because she was stubborn. it always takes her months to finally accept the big things.

months to accept she was in love with yato. months to accept she's pretty ordinary, excepting some special sense for gods and spirits. but what if that was just to meet yato? she'd be okay with that. if she can help him the most - ]

Mm, being a husband is what you want to be. What you write in your vows.

[ after that, she does something familiar. that one time when she and yukine broke into his room when he was sewing. when he took her hand and spun her around. yeah, that. she sweeps outwards and spins yato in place with a small laugh. ]

But you've always offered to help and help and listen to my troubles. Since you wanted to be a God of Happiness.

[Any reasons she might be able to think of are bound to be trivial in light of of all the positive reasons for loving her. That she makes him grateful to be alive is plenty. There had been plenty of times he'd come close to giving up on existing. Now, though--

Having her flush so boldly and stagger in her movements makes him chuckle happily and bury his nose among her bangs so he can kiss her forehead. She really is a treasure... So brave amid this chaos when she's human - not that it makes her less, but a mortal's limitations has to be acknowledged. That's why she has him: to be her champion and protect her when needed. He wouldn't be able to fight with such passion without her support and love, after all.

For now, though, they're on equal footing even if he has a few more years of experience in cutting up the dance floor. ]

Then... I want to be someone worthy of you. Deserving of your love... I'm sure I could be more eloquent given a chance to think it over, but... that much won't change.

[Blinking at her suddenly taking the lead and spinning him right on around, earning her a hearty laugh afterwards as he yanks her in to capture her by the waist once more. Snuggling right up, he plants another kiss upon her nose.]

Then I guess I've been practicing to be your husband for a while now. Hopefully I've got the basics down, heh.

[ someone is having fun making her flustered.

can't blame him, nor is she mad about it. just more shy as as places a kiss smack dab in the middle of her forehead. ugh, he's learning. strange to think she was so annoyed at him a minute ago and now she's swooning like she's a teenager all over again. it makes her wanna

noogie him. or kiss him. both are good. ]

That was plenty eloquent...

[ for yato, she knows expressing himself like that isn't easy. he does it more often so maybe it's gotten easier. although she is confused. she's already decided he's worth of her love. that's why she loves him. how apologetic he is when he obviously fucks-up helps, though.

when that heart laugh escapes him, he makes it worth it. all the troubles and mistakes and weird behavior. it's worth it for this. for being yanked in and making her laugh brightly and suddenly, too. she chews her bottom lip at their proximity. ]

Hmmmmmm, I'd say so.

[ no kiss yet. ]

Except I thought you were supposed to smell like musty laundry or something...?

[Damn right he is. He always does; she's just so damn cute when her composure goes out the window, whether it's out of embarrassment or anger. Though he'd prefer the former rather than the latter.

Which is one reason he wants to help her get stronger and more experienced with a bow-- that way she can defend herself against anyone who ruffles her feathers, including him. She deserves to be able to do that much. ...not that she can't already with her wrestling moves. It'd just be good for her to have a long-range method of doing so.]

Ehehe...

[That's enough to make him blush happily and with a touch of pride. He has been practicing the things he wants to tell her, if just to himself in his head, and it seems to be paying off.

...what isn't though is his past attempts to drive away potential rivals. As Hiyori points out that reminder, his jaw drops and he looks like he's been hit with an anvil. Stunned he grasps her waist with both hands.]

AH--!! I did say that, didn't I? I cursed myself.....!

[Hurriedly, he sniffs at his clothes, nose wrinkling.]

I don't smell like that, do I...?

[ funny, because he REALLY seemed to enjoy getting bent over and ass-smacked on his incense table. as he does about hiyori saying he has the basics down on being a husband. does he actually? who knows? does it matter when he's this happy?

nah.

that sudden grip surprises her into a small jolt and then a nervous laugh. he totally forgot, didn't he? well, it wasn't so much the cursing her future husband that she remembered the most. but yato saying he was going to find her a good husband and being surrounded by great-grandchildren. the way he said it, at first, nearly had her believing he was going to be the one directly involved with giving her great-grandchildren. it was only after, cursing her husband with musty laundry smell, that she realized -

he wasn't talking about himself, for once. when DID he change from wanting to be her husband to finding her one to wanting to be her husband again? ]

Eh.....? D - do you?

[

better check. don't mind her burying her nose somewhere in his collar and inhaling deep. yep, better than the ylang-ylang. or the horny weed. bottle her up this smell and sell it to her. she'll take 20. ]

Mmnope. You smell nice.

[Doesn't mean he can't be contradictory and want Hiyori to be capable of disciplining him when necessary. Hopefully though he can live up to her expectations of husbandy material, whatever standard she may have set in her mind.

More than anything he wants to live up to that for her.

Her laughter makes him flush even more deeply, casting a glance off to the side as he grumbles to himself about scaring away all her other potential husband candidates. She's his now, musty laundry smell or not. He'll take being stale if it means getting to bask in her presence for the next sixty or so years. With luck he will be able to fulfill his promise of surrounding her with great-grandchildren. ...not immediately, but not too far in the future, he hopes.

Even he's not sure exactly when his attitude and goals changed. When he promised to make her the happiest girl in the world, maybe...?]

I... I dunno...?

[He's about to suggest hitting the showers when she dives right in and gives him a good, long whiff, turning his face a lovely shade of pink as his mouth opens and closes like a fish's.]

H-Hiyori..... [He can feel her breath on his skin and it tickles like hell--!] ...you think so...? You smell nice, too...

[Unable to help himself, he ducks down to nose at her neck, letting himself take in and savor her unique scent, too.]

[ history says hiyori is PLENTY capable of disciplining him when necessary. very capable.

mention of "other potential husband candidates" makes her smile go wry. back then, he was rather uh - violent towards guys who talked to her. bringing out sekki and saying something about pest control or something. raising a bat over his head and coming down on some athlete that she was helping take stats during their games for. he was a lot.

okay, he's still A LOT. in a different way. still, there's nothing about him she would change.

maybe they shouldn't smell each other OUT ON THE DANCE FLOOR. quick, play it off as dancing!! she tries not to yelp once he's leaning into her throat again. maybe she should have picked a higher necked option and not the one she has on. what he smells is the lingering traces of all the incense she was around as well as her floral shampoo and soaps. ]

S, stop that. People are staring.

[ they aren't but she's embarrassed. ]

Edited (WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LINK) 2025-03-22 07:45 (UTC)

[This is so very true. She doesn't even need weapons to do so! Just her hands and/or legs, honestly.

But yeah, there's no getting around how much of a pest he was at times towards the other guys in Hiyori's life back then. It was a combination of jealousy and an over-protective nature that had him trying to drive away any men that might have taken an interest in her.

Nothing doing about him being more than a handful, though. He'll forever be someone with dramatic reactions and even bigger displays of affection.

Like now, with him all but snorting her scent because the mix of incense and soap is intoxicating. He noses along the hem of her dress, nose delving almost TOO low as he gets lost in savoring her various smells. She smells decidedly like Hiyori, and that makes him giddy as all get out, arms slipping around her waist to draw her in closer.]

S-Sorry. You just smell so good...

[Sighing, he gradually moves upward until he's nosing her neck instead, where he finally dares to graze his teeth over her bare skin.]

Hiyori... I could just eat you up...

[ maybe a rocket glove would be cool, though. combat medic.

as luck or fate would have it, with the combined efforts of yato driving away anybody that took interest in her and hiyori's fairly strict yatomantic disposition, here they are. nobody was her type until she met yato.

except touno, maybe. but not really.

he sounds like her. well, her in her own brain when she was half-ayakashi. the smell of him so delicious she had to fight salivating. their roles have switched in some ways. haven't, in others. whereas she'd rather die than admit how good he smelled, yato has no such qualms. no such shame.

her eyes go skyward. or heavenward, praying for help from her audacious god. nosing at her neck is no better. neither is his teeth. this is no corner. they are really in the middle of a dancefloor hello?? ]

H, hah. Are you half-ayakashi today? [ save it for private. please. as long as he doesn't rip at this dress. ]

Just, l - later. Okay?

[ in the middle of conversation, MUCH LIKE THE SPA, a little robot approaches them and beeps while holding up a key. guess they've been noticed. red in the face all over again, she snatches the key from it before anybody sees. ]

Oh, damn it. ALRIGHTTHANKYOUBYE.

[ boopboop, it rolls away and hiyori buries her face in a hand. ]

[If anybody could make a battling beauty healer cool, it's Hiyori for sure!

He's lucky in that regard, honestly. She's had so many decent guys from clubs on top of the weirdos who just wanted her to deflower them lining up to try winning her over. Thankfully her taste is as bad as his romancing skills.

He would share with Touno, if it came to that. Everybody deserves to have an idol they can admire and look up to.

Now, though, it's her she adores and admires, not Bishamon. He wants to be someone Hiyori can be proud of. ...that might not be the case right now, however. Instead, he's being sucked in by her scent and the music, the slow, gradual grinding against each other as their bodies bump and sway.

Shame is for the timid, and he's no coward, not when it comes to Hiyori. His love is too strong to keep him from trying these days. He wants to enjoy every moment they have together. Hence the nibbling.]

Mmm... Maybe I am. [No ripping of the dress; its far too pretty to ruin. He wants her to be able to wear it again and again. Though that doesn't mean he isn't thinking of things they can do while she's in it......]

Aw..... Okay. I guess we can do it later--

[He leans back enough to peer at the beeping robot before laughing at both it and Hiyori's reaction. Then he's nosing her cheek with a smug grin on his face.]

See? Even the help around he supports us! You wanna go for it? I got some good ideas of what we can do this time~

[Said with a sly smile and twinkling eyes as he leans back enough to regard her expression.]

[ her taste is - !! FINE.

(it is not fine)

all things considered, he SHOULD be trying to bang his future wife. just when she thought he would be a bit patient and wait for a while, that damn robot had to come and butt in with a key to a private room. a sure sign that they're being too pda. or yato is. her shoulder comes up to attempt to stop him from pushing it, but she can sense that self-satisfaction coming off him in waves.

to say nothing of how he decides to try. once again. and push it with him teasing her about his ideas. yeah, the last idea he had left her a mess.

hiyori's face is obviously embarrassed. ruddy cheeks and furrowed brow and a slight purse of her mouth with her frown. they don't support them, they want the two of them to GET A ROOM. it's telling them to GET A ROOM. ]

Do I wanna go for it... [ GRUMBLE, GRUMBLE. go for it. like she'll have any problems convincing yato. unfortunately, hiyori's curiosity gets the better of her. ]

What ideas?

[It's... questionable at best, disastrous at worst, honestly. Even Yato has to admit that much. He's hardly cream of the crop material either in the partner or god departments.

Better he be trying to romance his wife-to-be than hawking doujinshi of their friends, right...? Gotta take what you can get with him sometimes. And while he would happily wait if it was necessary, it seems a wasted opportunity when they've both been breathing aphrodisiacs and getting sensual through dancing.

Leaning further back at her shrugging him off literally, he pouts in that cute way he often does, big eyes turned up to stare at hers in a pleading manner.

That they're essentially being bullied into removing themselves from public seems lost on him, though he acknowledges her flustered mood with a squeeze and a bump of foreheads.]

Uh huh! You gotta be feeling it, right? You took a huge whiff of that crap-- [yato, don't insult your own products...] --andwe've been dancing up close for a while now.

[Plucking the key from her hand, he then takes her by the wrist and starts leading her to the room numbered on the key. Lucky number eight.]

One that doesn't require you to strip, for starters~

[ h - hey! he's getting better!! it's just taken a few months... or so...

all that doesn't matter!! ok, it's his heart that drew her in from the start. his inability to give up. how much he pretended he didn't care but did, so much. she never wanted to be with yato because he was the best partner or god there ever was.

it's always been just because he's yato.

and yes. if he was hawking more doujinshi of their friends all over again, none of her saintly patience or kind heart or forgiveness would save him again. he would have to say bye bye to a wedding and a wife and any happily ever after.

no amount of puppy dog blue eyes would get her to change her mind. not like they make her waver a bit now. if she's feeling it, she's not admitting to it. ]

"That crap" is what you're selling, Yato. [ idiot.

she's still all red and ducking her head, shuffling along behind him bashfully and making sure not to make eye contact with anybody they know that's around here.

lucky number eight. get ate. ]

That's... pretty tame. For you.

[ that a club has private rooms like this only leads her to believe that this is a special sort of club. woohoo club. they were invited to a hanky panky club aaaaa ]

But I won't say that dancing with you did nothing. [ when he kept pulling her in, so they were nose to nose, before spinning her out again. ]

WhyareyousogoodatcertainthingsIdon'tgetit.

[Slow and steady wins the race...? Or at least gets the idiot god where he needs to be. Eventually.

Her ability and willingness to look past his faults (and they are many and varied) is one of the reasons he fell for her. Nobody before or since has given him the time of day she has, has supported him to the degree she has, and continues to support him with an unwavering faith.

He loves her so damn much, hence his desire to express it at every turn possible.

To make her feel good and blissful and happy. ...and yes, maybe indulge in the same, himself. He won't deny being partial to intimacy between them. It builds their relationship stronger and it feels great at the same time. Plus, he's come to realize he's not that different from the average guy. Horny on main...

Whenever she lets him, anyway.]

Yeah yeah, I know. It's still good shit! I don't peddle useless junk. [He just buys it, the idiot.

Either oblivious to or pointedly ignoring her sheepishness, he unlocks the room and scoops her up to carry her in, closing the door with a foot behind them. From there, he takes her to the bed, gently laying her out on it before capturing her lips with a grin.]

Good. It sure did plenty for me... [Feeling her sidle up against him, coming close to kissing each other so many times... It's impossible that he wouldn't get riled up.

Good at certain things and terrible at others. The Yatogami conundrum. Like how he can be kissing her so sensually while his hands hike her skirt up to her thighs...]

[ eventually is right.

HORNY ON MAIN IS RIGHT.

though she also won't, or can't, deny that she's a bit partial to their pretty healthy sex life. from nothing to, what, for sure once a week. if not more. he's been keeping her stress levels down, let's say that. ]

You just buy it.

[ with other people's money in the past, she doesn't say.

when he picks her up, hiyori yelps and clings to him, watching as he bee-lines for the bed. she has maybe a few seconds to take in their surroundings and the theme of the room. decorated thusly for valentine's day, no doubt. they're on a heart-shaped bed with heart-shaped pillows everywhere. there's a lot of red velvet and pink lighting and she giggles a bit frantically before he smothers it with a kiss.

this time, she doesn't resist kissing him back. grabbing his wider shoulders, pressing her palms to his warm neck, burying her fingers in his soft hair - a go to. it's not long before her breath gets heavy through her nose, she's humming and buzzing their lips together, and the layers of her skirt are raising by his whim.

remembering something, she pulls back to speak against his mouth. ]

Wai - Yato, h-hold on, did you lock it? The door. I think it's unlocked.

[Maybe she just needs to bribe him with promises of fun times in the bedroom or something. Speak to him in a language and rewards system he can understand.

He, too, is grateful they get jiggy with it fairly frequently; it's a good way of releasing tension and showing one another they truly love and appreciate each other most of all.]

Shush, you.

[Said with a distinct blush on his face at being called out. He's well aware of his past faults, and they're the main reason he feels shame and embarrassment over his habit of purchasing useless trinkets.

These days though he has better things to buy now that he's not gunning for becoming a big shot god who rules over everything. Presents for Hiyori, gifts for their friends, books for Yukine back home, and an upcoming wedding are all various things he's been putting his hard-earned money towards. So he's grateful the party here has a nice place for them to relax and unwind for a bit. It's cute and sets the mood perfectly in his romantic eyes.

Enough so that he eagerly crawls closer as she feels over him, touching his shoulders and neck before combing through his hair and earning herself a low groan against her lips. Even when they break for air, he doesn't go far, instead continuing to brush their lips against each other as he curls his fingers around her underwear and starts sliding it down before being interrupted.

Pulling back, he peers at her through hazy, lust-filled eyes.]

Huh...? The door...? [.....] Eh, sometimes they lock themselves. It's fine. Besides, if anyone wanders in, we can give them a show~

[BRAZEN IDIOT]

[ or withold it when he pisses her off. like leaving for almost a week.

yato not having much by way of argument to being called out except to blush and hush her does make her grin widely. as long as he realizes, she won't say anything else about it.

she will, however, about him being a BRAZEN IDIOT. the heel of her palm shoves up against his chin, annoyed that he would even SUGGEST such a thing. yato may be a shameless putz that's eager for any and all attention but SHE IS NOT. and he should know that. CONSIDER HER BOUNDARIES, MORON. ]

I will end this right now and go back to base alone if you don't lock that door, Yatogami.

[ how can he always just be totally FINE WITH PEOPLE SEEING HER UNDERWEAR AND HER NAKED OR IN SKIMPY CLOTHES AND GETTING BANGED?? HUH??

it'll give her a chance to take off her shoulder purse and other accessories. like the nice hairpin yato got her with the sakura charm. which is what he comes back to, after locking that door. hiyori sitting on her heels and gently pulling the hair accessory out so her dark hair tumbles free. ]

[That is a very effective strategy, it must be said.....

She's grown enough to have some shame for his behaviors, just not all of them, as is evidenced by the fact he has no qualms about leaving the door unlocked. To him it'd be a fun risk because it's still the two of them engaged in amorous affairs rather than anyone else being involved. That someone might see is a non-issued where he's concerned.

Unfortunately for him, Hiyori is cut from an entirely different cloth and he tends to forget that when in the moment. So having her shove her hand against his face is enough of a wake-up call to get him to cease stripping her in order to go "GULCK!" under his breath.]

Yes, ma'am... Locking the door now.

[He doesn't mind because he has her and it's him she's making love to. Everything else is a non-issue in his weird eyes. But all the same, he slips off of the bed and hurries to lock the door, making sure its loud click can be heard in the quiet of the room before scuttling back and clambering onto the mattress like an eager kid at a sleepover.]

...y'know, you look good with your hair up, but there's something about you letting it down that really makes you shine.

[Even if it's not as long as it once was still thanks to Brasov, he reaches a hand out to gently brush through her growing strands, letting his fingers trail over her cheek before leaning in to press a kiss to the other side of her face.]

...sorry, by the way.

[For forgetting to take her comfort into consideration.]

[ don't make her use it again........

when he returns, she's running her fingers through her hair and blinks at him. so, he prefers her hair down is what she's hearing. w-well, doesn't matter. no buttering up will cool her irritation. regardless her hand falls away when he reaches up, not stopping him from combing through her hair. once he apologizes, that's when the ire disappears completely and she turns to face him. ]

I forgive you.

[ luckily for them both, she's remembered how to deal with him. ten years of having to be gentler with patients and normal people, yato doesn't always need that. there's a time to be gentle, sure, there's a time to tell him to knock it off. and mean it.

with the hairpin grasped in her lap, she lifts it and uses its tip to work on loosening yato's bowtie. ]

Thank you for listening and locking it. You may not mind putting on a show, but I do.

[ there's a pause, but her eyes are locked on his unraveling neckwear. ]

... If you want to put on a show, maybe I'll show you how I made the calendar. In the future. Some time.

[ translation: there may be a point she can be convinced to make a confidential sex tape with him. ]

[No, definitely not. His heart would break, honestly.

He loves her any which way, honestly. Up, down, in a side ponytail... Maybe it's just because down means she's relaxed and ready to tussle in bed rather than being done up for an outing. Once she grants him forgiveness, his expression softens into one of happiness rather than simple lust.]

Thank you.....

[For not holding his stupidity against him. He knows he's a pain in the ass a lot of the time, but that she's willing to nudge him in the right direction means a lot. He's a god, after all - he needs a guiding hand. Maybe humans don't but he's a far cry from being one, even if his immortality is gone.

Still smiling, he reaches up and helps start to undress his formal wear.]

That's all you need to tell me. Or remind me. I kinda forget in the moment, sometimes...

[He wants to honor and respect her boundaries, after all. It's not that he deliberately tries to push her past her comfort zone most of the time. Though her offer gets his interest immediately, causing him to perk up.]

Yes, please--! Whenever you're up for it. Until then, though... [He captures her lips again while one hand yanks his tie free from his neck, allowing him to toss it off on the nightstand.] ...you wanna know what I've got in mind...?

[ ah, yes, the hairdo pavlov response. hair being down means sexy times, ergo hiyori shines like he's a moth drawn to a flame.

well, if there's ever a time yato changes his mind about her or long after she's gone and he could fall in love again, she's prepared him for the future. for his next relationship.

that's not something she wants to think of right now, though. ]

I've known that for a while. It's nice to hear you admit it, though. [ hiyori has the good humor to laugh a bit. it's a running gag that yato gets caught up in the moment. since she can remember. capyper land, for one.

everything else, for another.

seeing yato perk up at the idea turns her smile more embarrassed at how interested he is in the idea. and when he kisses her and tears the necktie off him and tosses it aside.

her breath catches. why was that... so attractive...? he has NO IDEA. she doesn't answer his question for a bit, distracted. ]

... Huh...? [ just like he was when she was telling him to lock the door. they are peas in a pod. ] U-um. Sure?

[ do not make her think him yanking himself free got her horny on main, too. ]

[Honestly though, if any god could be taught to respond to a bell, it'd probably be his dumb ass. She shines all the time to, just brighter still when she's relaxed and starting to sweat...

It would probably take him another thousand years to get over her, though. His love for her is so strong, so all-encompassing that he can't even imagine another person, woman or man, that would capture his heart like she has. He, too, doesn't want to even consider the idea right now. Live for the moment. Carpe diem.]

S-Sorry... I know I'm an idiot who can't see in front of his nose...

[Sheepish and somewhat bashful, he glances away as heat fills his cheeks. Time and time again he gets pushy (or pully) when it comes to Hiyori. Only recently he's begun to start recognizing it when it happens, mostly thanks to Hiyori and others pointing it out.

Thankfully he recovers quickly enough to start stripping himself, shrugging out of his jacket and taking a bit more care to fold it before tossing it on a nearby chair. That leaves him in his dress shirt and slacks, looking almost as good as when he borrowed Kazuma's clothes. Maybe better because this time he's got a vest on.]

....? [Don't zone out on him now, Hiyori...! He tilts his head at her pause, curious as to what's got her so distracted.] How about I show you...?

[They can both be horny on main, as he starts inching himself down until he's between her legs, where he finishes tugging down her panties so he can slip them off her legs and sniff them, the pervert.]

[ given a thousand years, hiyori doesn't know if she could either.

forgetting him and ten year wasn't enough to start. ]

Mmm, it can be endearing... [ it's taken her a while to realize it, but it's true. yato's tendency to get excited about his own ideas and be passionate about something is appealing. for the most part. obviously, there are situations where it is NOT SO GREAT. for the most part, though?

cute.

almost as much as his blushing. or perhaps hers, as she watches him put his jacket aside so he's

yeah. that's.

yato looks really good in pretty much anything. she's zoning out, sorry. only coming back when he's between her legs and pulling her underwear off and sniFFING...?! ]

Don't...!! Why do you - !? That's not an incense, you - !! [ DEGENERATE OH MY GOD. covers her face and groans into her palms. knees pressing together to close her legs. ]

[Guess they'll just have to fall in love again in the next life, huh? And this can be the start of their new life - a life together.]

You think so...? [That perks him up quite a bit, as he'd begun to get self-conscious about his almost puppy dog-like habits. But he's learned that sometimes the only way to hang in there through the bad times and rough spots is by relishing the positive aspects of life.

It has so much to offer, after all.

Hiyori, for starters. Wonderful, delicious, amusing Hiyori.

Who he can't help teasing a bit with his uncouth behavior. At her outburst he laughs, taking another whiff before tossing it aside and resting either hand on her knees so he can lean in and kiss the backs of her hands. Maybe throwing a little lick in there for good measure.]

Hehe~ You smell great, Hiyori... [TERRIBLE, THAT'S HIM.] As for why... 'cuz I love everything about you. I can't get enough...

[Kissing his way down her front - first on her arm, then her knee, followed by the inside of her leg - he sprawls out between them with his chin resting on her stomach so he can peer up at her with adoring eyes.]

Got any special requests or shall I just make you scream with delight?

[ guess so!!!

and he has the gall to sniff it AGAIN. behind her hands, she softly yells at him kissing and licking her knuckles. saying she smells great. SHUT UP THAT'S SO EMBARRASSINGKLDJGL. no matter what age, hearing your husband-to-be say your

UNDERWEAR SMELLS GREAT IS EMBARRASSING. and CRAZY.

saying he loves everything about and her and can't get enough only just softens the blow of his debauchery. hiyori only peeks between her fingers as he trails down her body, skirts fallen up her thighs and spilling around her hips. she meets his doting gaze with trepidation. for good reason.

this is a roller coaster of emotions she's been on. every second of every day of her life. and you know what?

she wouldn't change it. ]

........... -shmmnhnnuhmn.

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