Dark Remnants

“Hmm..” She gave a soft hum in response to show that she was listening, she tilted her head into his touch. “Do you touch yourself while imagining it? While thinking so lewdly of me?” She asked a teasing hinting behind her voice as she placed a hand on his knee scooting close enough to feel the heat of his body.

“Show me how you touch me in your dreams, then I’ll do the same…I won’t break, you don’t need to worry about that.” She encourage hand giving his thigh an assuring squeeze, she may be teasing him for the lewdness of his thoughts, but that’s not to say that she had none of her own. 

“You really want to know?” As lewd as he’d allowed himself to speak, this still felt like a pretty personal question. It at least made him briefly self-conscious, but that feeling fell away rather quickly at her touch.

Hearing her ask that, seeing the look in her eyes, feeling her so close to him had his head spinning. She was giving him permission to do things he’d never expect to outside his fantasies, but there was still a part of him that wanted to hold back. It was a very small, quiet part, however, which was easily overruled by lust.

He wasn’t a virgin, good, Kasumi didn’t mind either way she just didn’t find herself to be much of a teacher.

“Truthfully, I don’t see the problem. I’ve done things like this for jobs, isn’t it better if I were to do it of my own accord? If you’re this worried right now, I doubt you’ll be anything near the worst people I’ve been with.” It was blunt, but she didn’t see the point in beating around the bush, especially in this situation.

“When you think about us, what do we do?” She scooted closer. “Do we kiss? Make one another feel good?” She asked, further closing the space between them again. “I don’t want to do anything you don’t, but as long as its Tendo-kun I don’t mind.”

She had a point. Though, comparing this interaction with ones she’d had to fake (to his knowledge) wasn’t exactly reassuring, but Kasumi didn’t express herself like other people. He rolled his eyes, "Not worried just... concerned." Was that any better? He had definitely relaxed more, smiling easily, his tone more teasing.

Shit, this was really happening, wasn’t it. He tried to put aside any reservation and just answer her honestly. "Yes. All of it." Eyes softly search her gaze. Without the helmet, he felt vulnerable, but this kind of vulnerability was something he was absolutely fine with. As long as it was her; someone he trusted.

In her defense she didn’t have other friends outside of her sister and Tendo, maybe Megumi. She watched him ramble on, taking in his expressions curiously. She hadn’t met many men who acted like this in a situation when most would be aroused.

Did she like him? She was glad he provided an alternative question, she didn’t have the time to analyze her feelings at the moment.

“Well, you’re Tendo, you’re tenderhearted yet strong and admirable. Your skill is impressive, but if you’re referring to physically you are quite handsome.” With each compliment she inched forward, moving her face closer to his to make it harder to avoid eye contact. “However, you always seem ready to run away, especially right now…” She sat back, granting space once more.

“Are you a virgin or perhaps you don’t find me attractive?” She asked bluntly while looking over her body and current attire, she hadn’t come with the intention of seducing him so her outfit wasn’t anything different from what she usually wore.

Taking compliments was harder than he liked. It was good to hear that from her, but part of him still felt she was only saying these things to make him happy. Which, it did, so that still meant she at least cared enough to try and help. 

As she inched closer, he didn’t pull back. In fact, he found himself leaning in just the slightest bit. He only noticed when she sat back, blinking back to reality as he sat upright again. Despite how his heart was pounding, he felt much more at ease and kept a curious eye on Kasumi. Maybe he was trying to prove her wrong? That he wasn’t going to run away. He wasn’t a coward, and he didn’t want her to ever think that.

That last question took him off-guard and he turned wide eyes and a flushed face to her. “What?! N-no! No, no,” he waved his hands emphatically in front of himself. “No, th-that’s not- I’m not a virgin,” he clarified with a strong gesture and scoffed chuckle, “for one thing. A-and you are attractive- very- uh- but- you’re also my friend and....” He heaved a heavy sigh and shook his head rubbing his hands over his face exasperatedly, feelings of irritation directed mainly at himself. “What am I saying?” Was she actually trying to seduce him? That didn’t seem possible outside a dream, and yet here she was, boldly and bluntly approaching him. Rejecting her would be rude, and he didn’t want to, but was it right? Why wouldn’t it be? “Maybe I need a drink,” he mumbled into his hands.

“You seemed tense, I wanted to help you relax…” She explained with a slight shrug, she had done similar things on jobs before, so she didn’t see the problem in doing it of her own accord as an attempt to make a friend feel better.

“I can stop if I’m making you uncomfortable.” She offered, sitting back further on her legs, providing more room between them despite the cramped space of the couch. “I just thought it would help…”

“Yeah.... I-I mean, no. Yes, I’m tense, no, you’re not making me uncomfortable.”

“Sorry, it’s not your fault. ... It.. might help.... Just feels like something you’d do with... someone more than a friend. Don’t know many friends that physically affectionate.” He chuckled awkwardly, thought a moment, and took a breath to try and calm down. He didn’t want her to feel like she was doing anything wrong. He reached out a hand tentatively to rest on her shoulder, forcing himself to meet her gaze. “I don’t mind. Just... surprised. Not used to things like that. ... Um... thank you for... trying to make me feel better.”

"Oh?” He was only slightly surprised by Lye’s acceptance so readily. He smirked. “Gladly~.”

His nuzzles were slowly turned to gentle kisses along her neck. “Моя красивая, милая зайка.”

Kasumi and Tendo?

((per meme: sidenote,  your  muse  =  sender  and  my  muse  =  receiver))

"N-nani?!" Tendo was shocked to say the least. Coming from Kasumi, of all people. He wasn't sure how to process this and kind of just sat there, wide-eyed and red-cheeked. He didn't try to push her away, but he was just... very confused.

Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some?

♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

For Tendo, he can be. It depends on the circumstance. If he's in an area where people could potentially hear, he'd try to be quiet, but if it's just him and his partner alone, he'd probably get a little loud

☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some?

For Tendo, naw, he's good with the tattoo. There's no real comfortable way to wear any on his head like nose, eyebrow, ears, etc, because the helmet, plus what's the point of getting piercings if no one will see them? Hasn't even considered other places.

For Jade, I think she's actually my only muse who canonically has prevalent piercings. I know she has at least three on her left ear, probably two on her right, I like lip rings so she can have one for special occasions :P and I'd consider her getting a naval piercing, not sure if she already has one.

♥ : Does your muse like to cuddle after sex? Anything else for aftercare?

Tendo loves cuddles. Yes. Before, after; haha there was a time in Star Wars where he and his lover who happened to be the leader of his clan would kind of wrestle intimately and called it "struggle-cuddles." Other aftercare.... If it counts differently, or part of the cuddles idk, I think he'd like to give and/or receive soothing strokes, like petting hair and stuff. He likes touches.

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

✿ : Has your muse ever had sex before?

☜ : Does your muse like to top?

☞ : Does your muse like to bottom?

∀ : Your muse's favorite position?

☺ : How often does your muse masturbate?

☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually?

✌ : Is your muse good with their hands?

♡ : Does your muse have any birthmarks or scars they get embarrassed about others seeing?

Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?

☌ : Would/does your muse have any special piercings anywhere? Would they get some?

“Doesn’t seem like it…” He agreed, not appearing too phased by the previous comment, if anything he was more surprised.

“Jae, nice to meet you.” He responded, own strong hand meeting hers in a firm shake. He would have been surprised by the calluses palms had it not been for the well built form already on display through the rain soaked clothes.

“Ha, aye, real nice.” Jade chuckled, but she hadn’t been paying much attention to her own situation and started to shiver. “Ugh, stupid rain....” Figuring the cold, wet clothes were making things worse, she opted to unbutton the once-nice, soaked white shirt to shrug off. She rolled the shirt up and held it like a ball in her lap, hunched over it a bit. She still had a sports bra on, so it wasn’t a big deal to her.

His rambling was entertaining, though it did make her miss the momentary silence from moments ago. “Mhm, you sure kiss like its your first.” She commented meeting his nervous gaze head on, before turning to record the measurements. Her pen paused for a moment, why was she teasing him as if she had any room the talk? It was fun, knowing someone was nervous around her wasn’t something new, but it was never this entertaining before.