Magician Girl After Dark

Mana tries not to imagine people, or faces at least, so much as sensations.

She’ll imagine hands travelling over her skin, lips ghosting over her flesh, situations and scenarios, minimal, and unfocused. She doesn’t need a story, she just needs to focus on the feeling that makes her warm before anything is even touched.

If someone in particular comes to mind, then she may allow her thoughts to wander, but unless she is deeply committed to that one person, it may be something rather passing. Or it may be a realisation.

I am going to answer this over on main, because my thoughts pertain more to general.

But I will say this:

When it comes to these scenarios, I am iffy as heck to play them out with others because it can be a very uncomfortable topic, so I tread very lightly.

send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about yours

She actually very much likes Jiraiya’s body. She first remembers truly appreciating it when she saw the expanse of his back without his clothes.

send me a 🔥 and i'll tell you one thing my muse finds attractive about yours

Not that she’d say this out loud to him, but she actually finds his competitive nature rather attractive. It’s meant that their time together in bed has a lot of back-and-forth…

It does intrigue her, but she thinks she may need more than seven minutes to be completely satisfied.

"You were the one who wanted to do this, dearest," she tuts softly at her shinobi, a smirk full on her lips as she pushes him back against the railing.

You can see the whole village, mountain faces and all from this lookout point, but it's not exactly hidden away. In fact, its a regular route for patrols, and there is an entire level of housing that would have a full view of the two if they chose to look in their direction. They'd be able to see their village hero, cock out with a girl already sinking to her knees between his legs.

Still, with the festival happening around them, most of the village's attention was on the fireworks above, the busy streets.

Barring the patrol scheduled to come through in... Maybe five minutes, they should have plenty of cover.

"You should relax, otherwise we won't get anywhere at all." Warm hands grip at his length, pumping once, twice, before leaning in to press a soft lick to the tip.

"I can make us invisble if you're really worried, you'd just have to be quiet."

And with that, she surges forward, taking his cock into her mouth with a loud and rather obscene sound in her throat.

𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐀-𝐙 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭

Mana is very much the type of lover to roll with the flow, for the most part. If her partner is into something or curious, she’ll do her best to facilitate.

In terms of her wants, whether she says them aloud or not, is that she does very much like to have a souvenir of the encounter. She likes being marked, even if it’s something that needs to be hidden. For her it’s almost like a badge of honour, proof that someone wanted her enough, and it almost annoys her if a partner holds back when she can tell they want to. Makeup exists for a reason, and she’d much rather have that mark as a reminder that for certain she was wanted and ‘claimed’… odd as it might seem.

For DMG this is fun and good because she’s used to the ideas that her body’s marks and scars tell stories. And given how her body works, it will usually fade quickly enough anyway that it likely wouldn’t matter that much within a few hours.

And Kurosawa is so used to pushing herself to being as perfect as she can that a mark like that is almost a rebellion. Even if it is just for her. Remember that tattoo?