[ 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.]
[ Wait— he's pretty sure he hasn't told anybody about the whole rap thing... ]
You hear that from Riou?
[ He sets the shirt to the side. Then looks at her. She's already started trying to turn him on again, so he may as well do the same. Though he's slow for now, observing what he has in front of him as his hands rest on the bare skin of her waist. ]
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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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PUTTING THIS DOWN FOR NEEDING ALL HER EQUIPMENT...SOON.]My! You're rather impressive, no?
[For a human, anyway. She leans in and kisses him on the curve of his neck.]
At the same time, we have already clothed ourselves again.
[Or at least, she is.]
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NEXT TIME ;) ;) ;)]I gotta be.
[ He demands a lot of respect from people, after all. Samatoki should be a sham if he wasn't impressive in more ways than one. ]
That's fine. Not a big deal.
[ Because he seems to like undressing her?? Yeah.. Definitely that. And now, his hands end up on the ends of his shirt on her and pulls it up. ]
Hands up. Don't hurt your head.
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RUBS HANDS LIKE FLY]I guess that's what you get for being a rap god. [She heard from Riou, okay.]
But if you have a plan...
[As he suggested, she lifts her arms. If he likes to undress her, who is she to refuse? It's fun, rather.]
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You hear that from Riou?
[ He sets the shirt to the side. Then looks at her. She's already started trying to turn him on again, so he may as well do the same. Though he's slow for now, observing what he has in front of him as his hands rest on the bare skin of her waist. ]
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