He startles when the door opens, nearly dropping a cup of tea held in hand. He catches it, thankfully, though his hand seems to be a little shaky. This was supposed to calm him down, but for some reason, he feels jittery now.
And he's drunk so much tea. So so much...
But he has prepared himself...! He showered and-- well he doesn't have anything particularly special to wear outside of what he has managed to procure in the short time he's been here, but it's clean even if it is within his own unit's style. He rises suddenly. ]
Master...! Welcome back home!
[ His heart is racing. He can feel it pounding in his chest and she can probably feel the nerves and excitement all mixed into one through the bond.]
Um... I made some tea...for you...
[ Here let him pour her some...! He'll pour some more for himself too.]
[ Of all of the things that Hiryuu expected to find when she arrived back home--"tea time, as directed by a frantic master of ceremonies" really wasn't high on the list. Aside from the cup held out to her, there's evidence that--a truly copious amount of tea has been brewed (and presumably drunk) by the amount of tea bags in the room's only trash can.
Although her mouth hangs wide open for several seconds, no sound comes out, and she doesn't move to take the teacup held out to her, either--it's almost like she's frozen there in the hallway.
And then, slowly, she sets her bags down and reaches for the cup. ]
How very thoughtful of you, Haku. Thank you. ... Is this what you've been doing while I've been gone this whole time?
Is it wrong? Should he have been doing something else? Persephone had said that tea was a good idea it was really calming, and-- ]
I also showered-- [ AH ] That is...! I thought tea would be calming for you... though perhaps I should have gotten some dessert to go with it, too...? This is an oversight, master, I apologize! Let me go get you something right away...!
The warmth in his cheeks continues to heat them to a light pink but his blue-eyes, now dragon-like slits, meet her gaze below. She is so beautiful. The kindness behind her smile reminds him all over again just why she is so important to him.
Heart thundering, he swallows. Gently he shifts so that he's properly holding her hands in his. They are so small in his grasp but her existence is so large in his life. Eyes closing he leans down to rest his forehead to hers, soaking in this short moment. ]
I love you, Master...
[ Is that really okay? Even though she is his master, even though it's most likely sinful for someone like him to harbor such feelings for her. A hand releases hers to slide up to her cheek, cupping the smooth, yet newly changed skin within his palm. ]
I want... to touch you...
[ His lips brush against hers, soft and light, voice low as he speaks against her. His other hand slips from hers to slide down her side, gently pressing in against her waist.
I want to hold you, taste, feel...
[ Another kiss, still gentle and sweet. He has to force himself from deepening it, no matter how much he wants to drink her in. His eyes open and he meets her gaze tenderly. ]
[ A shiver runs down her spine when he says he wants to touch her--and the hair on the back of her neck begins to prickle with the tension in the air as continues to tell her what he wants to do with her--hold her, taste, feel... Everything that he's doing is very gentle, very innocent. Even that feeling of longing and the soulful looks he's giving her.
It's not making her feel very innocent though.
She reaches up and back, moving both her hands behind the back of his neck, bringing him back down to her. ]
Do you think I'd start this if I wasn't okay--with you?
[ She presses forward, until he can feel her curves, however slight, pressed up against the front of him. She knows very well how much he loves her--how much she means to him. She feels it in the back of her head all the time. Pursuing something with him if she wasn't serious or had any second thoughts... ]
I would never hurt you like that. I love you. I want you.
[ And to prove it--she pulls him down to kiss her again, and this time he's definitely not escaping with just a chaste, gentle press of the lips, not with the way her lips and her tongue press against his mouth insistently. ]
[ She feels so good against him, like a puzzle piece that's been missing for years but feels perfect once finally in place. She wants him. That realization alone fills his heart to bursting. But her actions are what leave him breathless. Her sweet lips find him once more and he shivers in pleasure as her tongue slips past his lips, her hips pressing intimately close against his own.
The press of her and initiative on her end is the last push he needs. ]
Master...
[ He tongue slides against her own, tentative at first...but with more strength as her tongue pushes back against his. Drinking her in he savors the taste of her, feeding on the sweetness of her mouth and capturing her with hungry urgency.
He didn't even realize he had stepped in against her, forcing her back up against the door that had eventually shut on its own. His mouth parted and dipped to find her chin, jaw, and kiss a hot trail down her neck until he lifted to her ear. A warm, shaky breath could be felt against her. ]
Tell me what you want.
[Another kiss, his own hips pushing in against her own now, arousal already making itself known if the bulge against her was anything to go by. He continued on in a whisper. ]
Anything at all. I want to make you feel good... [ To worship every inch of her. ] I live to please you, master...
[ A tiny shiver runs down her neck and spine all the way to her knees as the air from his breathing collides against the warm trail his mouth has made next to her pulse point. Her grip on his clothing at his back and side goes tight and she tries (unsuccessfully) not to squirm against him--which honestly can't at all be helping his arousal. ]
You don't have to do that.
[ Worship her, she means. Somehow--she's not sure--from someone else that might feel playful, and maybe for them that could be playful, too, but--somehow it also feels dangerously close to the sort of mindset that's kept him away from her. She doesn't want to lose him to that fear again. ]
... Going that far.... I'm not a god, Haku. I'm just a girl who loves you. All you need to do to make me feel good is touch me.
[ She guides his hand down--underneath the hem of her skirt and then up her inner thigh. ]
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He startles when the door opens, nearly dropping a cup of tea held in hand. He catches it, thankfully, though his hand seems to be a little shaky. This was supposed to calm him down, but for some reason, he feels jittery now.
And he's drunk so much tea. So so much...
But he has prepared himself...! He showered and-- well he doesn't have anything particularly special to wear outside of what he has managed to procure in the short time he's been here, but it's clean even if it is within his own unit's style. He rises suddenly. ]
Master...! Welcome back home!
[ His heart is racing. He can feel it pounding in his chest and she can probably feel the nerves and excitement all mixed into one through the bond.]
Um... I made some tea...for you...
[ Here let him pour her some...! He'll pour some more for himself too.]
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Although her mouth hangs wide open for several seconds, no sound comes out, and she doesn't move to take the teacup held out to her, either--it's almost like she's frozen there in the hallway.
And then, slowly, she sets her bags down and reaches for the cup. ]
How very thoughtful of you, Haku. Thank you. ... Is this what you've been doing while I've been gone this whole time?
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Is it wrong? Should he have been doing something else? Persephone had said that tea was a good idea it was really calming, and-- ]
I also showered-- [ AH ] That is...! I thought tea would be calming for you... though perhaps I should have gotten some dessert to go with it, too...? This is an oversight, master, I apologize! Let me go get you something right away...!
[ HE'LL GO GET DESSERT ]
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if he leaves to her dessert (that she doesn't even want) she'll have an even tougher time trying to get to the heart of the matter. ]
That's not what I meant! Your preparations are fine, but--Haku, are you scared?!
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I... Of course I'm not sacred!
[ She thinks he's scared... he... he's not scared. Nervous, anxious, excited, flustered a-and so many things. B-But... ]
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She's a little taken aback. Granted, this is much better than being told he's afraid of her, or his first time. But... ]
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[ She sets down her bags on the floor and reaches out to pull his hands away from his face so he'll look at her. ]
You're so sweet and kind. How could I not enjoy myself with you?
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The warmth in his cheeks continues to heat them to a light pink but his blue-eyes, now dragon-like slits, meet her gaze below. She is so beautiful. The kindness behind her smile reminds him all over again just why she is so important to him.
Heart thundering, he swallows. Gently he shifts so that he's properly holding her hands in his. They are so small in his grasp but her existence is so large in his life. Eyes closing he leans down to rest his forehead to hers, soaking in this short moment. ]
I love you, Master...
[ Is that really okay? Even though she is his master, even though it's most likely sinful for someone like him to harbor such feelings for her. A hand releases hers to slide up to her cheek, cupping the smooth, yet newly changed skin within his palm. ]
I want... to touch you...
[ His lips brush against hers, soft and light, voice low as he speaks against her. His other hand slips from hers to slide down her side, gently pressing in against her waist.
I want to hold you, taste, feel...
[ Another kiss, still gentle and sweet. He has to force himself from deepening it, no matter how much he wants to drink her in. His eyes open and he meets her gaze tenderly. ]
You are sure? That this is okay with me...?
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It's not making her feel very innocent though.
She reaches up and back, moving both her hands behind the back of his neck, bringing him back down to her. ]
Do you think I'd start this if I wasn't okay--with you?
[ She presses forward, until he can feel her curves, however slight, pressed up against the front of him. She knows very well how much he loves her--how much she means to him. She feels it in the back of her head all the time. Pursuing something with him if she wasn't serious or had any second thoughts... ]
I would never hurt you like that. I love you. I want you.
[ And to prove it--she pulls him down to kiss her again, and this time he's definitely not escaping with just a chaste, gentle press of the lips, not with the way her lips and her tongue press against his mouth insistently. ]
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The press of her and initiative on her end is the last push he needs. ]
Master...
[ He tongue slides against her own, tentative at first...but with more strength as her tongue pushes back against his. Drinking her in he savors the taste of her, feeding on the sweetness of her mouth and capturing her with hungry urgency.
He didn't even realize he had stepped in against her, forcing her back up against the door that had eventually shut on its own. His mouth parted and dipped to find her chin, jaw, and kiss a hot trail down her neck until he lifted to her ear. A warm, shaky breath could be felt against her. ]
Tell me what you want.
[Another kiss, his own hips pushing in against her own now, arousal already making itself known if the bulge against her was anything to go by. He continued on in a whisper. ]
Anything at all. I want to make you feel good... [ To worship every inch of her. ] I live to please you, master...
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You don't have to do that.
[ Worship her, she means. Somehow--she's not sure--from someone else that might feel playful, and maybe for them that could be playful, too, but--somehow it also feels dangerously close to the sort of mindset that's kept him away from her. She doesn't want to lose him to that fear again. ]
... Going that far.... I'm not a god, Haku. I'm just a girl who loves you. All you need to do to make me feel good is touch me.
[ She guides his hand down--underneath the hem of her skirt and then up her inner thigh. ]