[ Samatoki stays silent for a good few seconds, mulling over the recent happenings once his brain's finally started working again. It feels warm, and he slowly pulls out of her before setting her down on the floor, feet planted safely. His breathing is still heavy, because even though it was just a few minutes, there was still a considerable amount of physical effort. Not to mention, his arms feel a little sore. He needs to stretch.
And he needs to clean up the floor. His kitchen's dirty with their fluids and Samatoki just kind of laughs at it. Laughs at them. ]
You've only seen the kitchen and the living room. [ Because he can still go for more if she's up for it later on.
A puff of a laugh escapes him and he fixes her hair, tucking a part of it behind her ear. ]
Not to think you're weak or anything, but you wanna sit down for a bit? [ He'd be one for pillow talk, but he's more into sex rather than the intimacy of it right now. Oops. ] We made a mess.
[It's not just his arms that were going to be tired, her legs feel a bit of the strain considering how she had to keep it stiff and firm in order to keep herself supported up against him. So when he sets her down, she shakes, just a little, before standing upright again.
There is a mess on the floor, they're a mess, and somehow his shirt remained intact because of how they discarded if midway, but she's sure it's covered in a bit of sweat from earlier. All in all, more baths needed, not that she minded at all.
She laughs awkwardly.] Well...you can still show me around.
[Soon anyway, considering that even if he's not in the mood for pillow talk, he's always so sweet and affectionate after a session. It's really endearing, actually, so she reaches up to scratch behind his ears after smoothing out his hair.]
I don't mind sitting if it's with you. [Basically, as long as she can bask in his company (whether or not make outs and boning), she'll be pleased.] But ah, after all of this, I'll help you clean up. It's partly my fault too. Mostly your fault.
[ Samatoki turns to pour Vietnam another glass of water. Maybe it's just ingrained in him to take care of people. He's an older brother, after all, and after his parents died, he had to be the one to take care of his sister. He grew up thinking not only for himself but for the people around him, too. ]
Come on. I'll get you warmer clothes to wear.
[ He also needs to put Vietnam's clothes in the dryer... He'll do that once Vietnam's relaxed and seated. For now, he'll lead her to his bedroom, still just as minimalistic and still as practical as his living and cooking areas. The closet isn't full, there's about five or so button down shirts, a couple jackets, a couple pair of pants, and some clothes to wear in his apartment.
The shirt's probably fine for her to wear, he thinks, so he just pulls out a pair of lounge pants. Obviously, they're big on her, but it's garterised that it shouldn't fall off on her. She can also tie the strings should she want to. ]
[With the glass in both her hands, she starts to drink it down, keeping hydrated because it's important in case it has anything to do with what she is now. Samatoki certainly knows how to dote on a girl that it makes her feel...well, more normal. That being said, if it's ingrained in him to care for others, who's taking care of him? She'll make sure that she'll be one of those people.
Putting the glass down, she grabs his shirt and quickly follows him, heading to his bedroom which, despite it being minimalist, looks quite cozy. There was something about it that was inviting, whether or not there was that buzzing sound in the back of her head that kept trying to encourage her to jump him.
Rest first, surely, he asked too. So when he retrieves the pants for her, she thinks to herself how he cares for those around him, all over again. Even after a moment where their emotions run on hyperdrive.
She could joke about how it's impossible to feel cold if they couldn't keep their hands off each other, but is she so bold?]
Thank you...[She holds the pants to herself first before slipping it on, tying it much tighter around her tiny waist, the ends of the pants pooling around her feet, before she slips his shirt back on.] I suppose this is to make it harder for you. [To get her naked. She's joking.] It's really warm.
[ Samatoki's more focused now on what he (think he) owns. If Vietnam is staying until they're both out, then he has to take care of her, even if he's more of a wolf right now than anything else. ]
But yeah. This is the place. Get comfortable. I'll clean up.
[ Before he passes her, he places a hand on her head. It's akin to a headpat, but he doesn't ruffle her hair or anything. He just wants to feel like she's there. ]
[When he's not completely horny he's very cute? Help? That's pure?]
It's much more comfortable this way. [She would've twirled on the spot but her legs are still tired. Also, it wouldn't be too bad to be owned by him at the moment only because this is his place. But no one owns her. So guess it's her being as rebellious as a cat.
She pushes on her toes, just so she can nudge his hand with her head.]
[ He's still horny but pls he respects women too much................
Okay, maybe he'll ruffle her hair. She's asking for it when he nudges his hand. He pulls away, though. ]
All good. I've cleaned up worse messes than this.
[ He doesn't actually mean anything sexual by that, but he does have a small and sympathetic smile when he says it. He's just experienced a lot, that's all. And that includes cleaning up puddles of blood and all :') ]
But if you wanna stay close, I ain't gonna complain.
[ If they chill on the couch and watch TV, she can ride him :) His thirst will be quenched, plus she'll actually be on top!!??!? What a prospect. ]
Sure... come on. I'm gonna get some towels.
[ Back to the bathroom he goes. He gets towels from the cupboard and actually. . . puts his clothes in the laundry, and Vietnam's in the dryer. Oops. It'll try later than intended, but is that really such a bad thing right now?
He tosses a towel to Vietnam. ]
Wet it and then wipe soap on it. You can take care of the counter in the kitchen. I'll do the floor.
[Guess this must happen now because she has to. They haven't broken in the couch yet? Please. Or the bed. Both.]
Alright!
[And so she follows, keeping the pants up as she does, and looks as he tosses their clothes in for more laundry. She doesn't mind, anyway, if she'll be staying here for the time being. And then she catches the towel.]
Understood. [And then she suds the towel up.] It's ready, so whenever you are, let's go.
[ Both? Both. Vietnam will have a mental checklist for this and Samatoki can agonise about it later on. Once his towel is ready too, he leads her to the kitchen. There's not much of a mess, but their fluids are on the floor. There's a little on the counter from where Vietnam was sat, but both can easily be wiped and cleaned!
Samatoki doesn't waste time in crouching down to start cleaning. His tail is surprisingly up, being able to smell Vietnam like this is a little odd but also enticing. ]
[Both. It's true, she's making sure there's a whole list because she's organised! Meanwhile, back to the kitchen. With the mess there as is, she's taking the counter as he suggested. It's not much of a mess, so it's not like she had much to clean. Still, she ran the towel over the fluids, seeing how he cleans the mess. It's cute, how his tail stands up, and she can't help but look.
On the other hand, she wonders now what she could do if the mess is less than on the floor. So she does scrub up and down the cabinets, just to ensure that she gets everything. Her body arches, only because she's also trying to look at him. There isn't any seduction here considering she knows how she looks in his pants. Oversized.
On the other hand, don't mind her looking at him. Not to mention, with their fluids so close like this, she doesn't smell just him, she smells what they just did, and it already fires up her senses.]
[ His eyes flicker over to her every so often, but he's been doing his best to control himself. He doesn't want to just jump her at every given opportunity, after all.
It would be nice, though ... He's just not sure she'd appreciate that. She's not exactly bursting with energy or throwing herself at him. ]
Hm? [ When their eyes meet, he hums in question, wondering what she's looking at him for. ] What's up?
[They need to finish their task first before any jumping follows. Call it...a reward. It's a good thing she's able to control herself for now.
She says this, but she wouldn't mind at all if they were distracted, considering how her current disposition seems to get a kick out of these kinds of interruptions. Something about it fuels her, like their animalistic ways just get a kick out of it.
And then she noted that their eyes have met. How honest should she be? Well, since she has a lot of strange confidence right now...]
I just thought you look rather cute. And handsome.
[ That just makes Samatoki lets out a chuckle before he turns and heads to the bathroom to get rid of the towels. Once he's back, he heads to the living room to plop on the couch. Manspreading? He totally is, but his arm is already stretched on the backrest, inviting her to have his arm wrapped around her when she sits. ]
It is the best way for a good girl to convey her feelings.
[She's about as good as one could get. And so once he returns, she does hop over to sit next to him. Typically, she still sits in the most elegant way possible (unlike his manspreading) and slides her head over his shoulder for him to wrap his arm around hers. Her hand slides over his thigh, warming stroking.]
[ He's laughing, though. That's just about the most amusing thing he's heard all day.
Now that Vietnam's actually so close and they aren't doing anything (for now), though, he's able to observe her up close. How her eyelashes curve, how his shirt fits her and draws small curves along her body, the red spots he's made on her, ah. . . and then the pants. . . they don't look good on her. ]
[For now. She can see him looking at her, and she does the same, following his gaze for the moment before reaching over his body to get the remote control. See if he can follow that as she curves closer, pressing up against him. Oversized pants and all.
With lips too close to his neck:] Background noise it is.
[ Samatoki's arm slips downwards from the back rest until his hand is on her waist. He decides to keep her against him, but she can move away if she wants to. ]
[A good thing he starts shifting his hand too, because it makes it easier for her to reach for the remote, and then turning just slight, her arm under the other to face the device properly, she turns the television on, switching the channels. Flicking through it until she finds something suitable, which happens to be some really boring B grade movies. Meaning their attention won't actually be captured.]
Well, that will do.
[With his arm on her waist, her pressed against him it makes it easier for her to throw her leg over his thighs to properly straddle him. She might be small, but she's in the way.]
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And he needs to clean up the floor. His kitchen's dirty with their fluids and Samatoki just kind of laughs at it. Laughs at them. ]
You've only seen the kitchen and the living room. [ Because he can still go for more if she's up for it later on.
A puff of a laugh escapes him and he fixes her hair, tucking a part of it behind her ear. ]
Not to think you're weak or anything, but you wanna sit down for a bit? [ He'd be one for pillow talk, but he's more into sex rather than the intimacy of it right now. Oops. ] We made a mess.
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There is a mess on the floor, they're a mess, and somehow his shirt remained intact because of how they discarded if midway, but she's sure it's covered in a bit of sweat from earlier. All in all, more baths needed, not that she minded at all.
She laughs awkwardly.] Well...you can still show me around.
[Soon anyway, considering that even if he's not in the mood for pillow talk, he's always so sweet and affectionate after a session. It's really endearing, actually, so she reaches up to scratch behind his ears after smoothing out his hair.]
I don't mind sitting if it's with you. [Basically, as long as she can bask in his company (whether or not make outs and boning), she'll be pleased.] But ah, after all of this, I'll help you clean up. It's partly my fault too. Mostly your fault.
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Come on. I'll get you warmer clothes to wear.
[ He also needs to put Vietnam's clothes in the dryer... He'll do that once Vietnam's relaxed and seated. For now, he'll lead her to his bedroom, still just as minimalistic and still as practical as his living and cooking areas. The closet isn't full, there's about five or so button down shirts, a couple jackets, a couple pair of pants, and some clothes to wear in his apartment.
The shirt's probably fine for her to wear, he thinks, so he just pulls out a pair of lounge pants. Obviously, they're big on her, but it's garterised that it shouldn't fall off on her. She can also tie the strings should she want to. ]
You'll catch a cold otherwise.
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Putting the glass down, she grabs his shirt and quickly follows him, heading to his bedroom which, despite it being minimalist, looks quite cozy. There was something about it that was inviting, whether or not there was that buzzing sound in the back of her head that kept trying to encourage her to jump him.
Rest first, surely, he asked too. So when he retrieves the pants for her, she thinks to herself how he cares for those around him, all over again. Even after a moment where their emotions run on hyperdrive.
She could joke about how it's impossible to feel cold if they couldn't keep their hands off each other, but is she so bold?]
Thank you...[She holds the pants to herself first before slipping it on, tying it much tighter around her tiny waist, the ends of the pants pooling around her feet, before she slips his shirt back on.] I suppose this is to make it harder for you. [To get her naked. She's joking.] It's really warm.
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[ So... guess who doesn't get it. ]
You can't exactly walk around in just a shirt.
[ Samatoki's more focused now on what he (think he) owns. If Vietnam is staying until they're both out, then he has to take care of her, even if he's more of a wolf right now than anything else. ]
But yeah. This is the place. Get comfortable. I'll clean up.
[ Before he passes her, he places a hand on her head. It's akin to a headpat, but he doesn't ruffle her hair or anything. He just wants to feel like she's there. ]
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It's much more comfortable this way. [She would've twirled on the spot but her legs are still tired. Also, it wouldn't be too bad to be owned by him at the moment only because this is his place. But no one owns her. So guess it's her being as rebellious as a cat.
She pushes on her toes, just so she can nudge his hand with her head.]
Are you sure you don't want me to help?
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Okay, maybe he'll ruffle her hair. She's asking for it when he nudges his hand. He pulls away, though. ]
All good. I've cleaned up worse messes than this.
[ He doesn't actually mean anything sexual by that, but he does have a small and sympathetic smile when he says it. He's just experienced a lot, that's all. And that includes cleaning up puddles of blood and all :') ]
But if you wanna stay close, I ain't gonna complain.
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Her hair is mussed up!! But it's cute so she'll let him. And she even beams a bit there.]
Well, it was a mess I made as well, so I do not mind helping. It saves us time, no?
[For his thirst to be quenched after.]
So, I think I'll come along. We can relax in bed after, no?
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Sure... come on. I'm gonna get some towels.
[ Back to the bathroom he goes. He gets towels from the cupboard and actually. . . puts his clothes in the laundry, and Vietnam's in the dryer. Oops. It'll try later than intended, but is that really such a bad thing right now?
He tosses a towel to Vietnam. ]
Wet it and then wipe soap on it. You can take care of the counter in the kitchen. I'll do the floor.
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Alright!
[And so she follows, keeping the pants up as she does, and looks as he tosses their clothes in for more laundry. She doesn't mind, anyway, if she'll be staying here for the time being. And then she catches the towel.]
Understood. [And then she suds the towel up.] It's ready, so whenever you are, let's go.
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Samatoki doesn't waste time in crouching down to start cleaning. His tail is surprisingly up, being able to smell Vietnam like this is a little odd but also enticing. ]
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On the other hand, she wonders now what she could do if the mess is less than on the floor. So she does scrub up and down the cabinets, just to ensure that she gets everything. Her body arches, only because she's also trying to look at him. There isn't any seduction here considering she knows how she looks in his pants. Oversized.
On the other hand, don't mind her looking at him. Not to mention, with their fluids so close like this, she doesn't smell just him, she smells what they just did, and it already fires up her senses.]
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It would be nice, though ... He's just not sure she'd appreciate that. She's not exactly bursting with energy or throwing herself at him. ]
Hm? [ When their eyes meet, he hums in question, wondering what she's looking at him for. ] What's up?
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She says this, but she wouldn't mind at all if they were distracted, considering how her current disposition seems to get a kick out of these kinds of interruptions. Something about it fuels her, like their animalistic ways just get a kick out of it.
And then she noted that their eyes have met. How honest should she be? Well, since she has a lot of strange confidence right now...]
I just thought you look rather cute. And handsome.
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[ Please don't take his ass virginity, Vietnam...
He finally gets up after that and holds his other hand out. ]
The towel. [ He'll just dump it in the bathroom sink for now and actually wash them later... Vietnam is waiting for him, after all. uwu ]
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[That's a butt she's going to pat one day, just you wait.
She offers him the towel when he asks for it, and then straightens up to place her hand on his back as thanks.]
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[ That just makes Samatoki lets out a chuckle before he turns and heads to the bathroom to get rid of the towels. Once he's back, he heads to the living room to plop on the couch. Manspreading? He totally is, but his arm is already stretched on the backrest, inviting her to have his arm wrapped around her when she sits. ]
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[She's about as good as one could get. And so once he returns, she does hop over to sit next to him. Typically, she still sits in the most elegant way possible (unlike his manspreading) and slides her head over his shoulder for him to wrap his arm around hers. Her hand slides over his thigh, warming stroking.]
Would you like to watch something?
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[ He's laughing, though. That's just about the most amusing thing he's heard all day.
Now that Vietnam's actually so close and they aren't doing anything (for now), though, he's able to observe her up close. How her eyelashes curve, how his shirt fits her and draws small curves along her body, the red spots he's made on her, ah. . . and then the pants. . . they don't look good on her. ]
We would for the background noise.
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[For now. She can see him looking at her, and she does the same, following his gaze for the moment before reaching over his body to get the remote control. See if he can follow that as she curves closer, pressing up against him. Oversized pants and all.
With lips too close to his neck:] Background noise it is.
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Pick whatever you wanna watch.
[ "Watch", anyway. ]
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Well, that will do.
[With his arm on her waist, her pressed against him it makes it easier for her to throw her leg over his thighs to properly straddle him. She might be small, but she's in the way.]
Am I covering what you're watching?
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You are, but I'm not complainin'.
[ Now two of his hands hold her by the waist. She really is small, isn't she? He lets out an amused snort at that. ]
You already want more?
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Really? I guess I should consider myself fortunate.
[She rests her arms onto his shoulders, shifting casually closer, their hips joined. But no movement. Yet.]
I will have to warn you. With my natural gifts, I happen to have a lot of stamina. Can you keep up?
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hEHEHEH]It's gonna be hella embarrassing if I don't.
[ Unfortunately, he's only human so he'll end up being exhausted eventually, though. ]
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ASLJKASJKLSA LOOK!!!!!!!
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