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@hellpennybedful
Professionalism is back.
And it’s hiding under the covers reading a book.
Reblog if you Multiship :)
every relationship is in its own verse. no one is cheating unless plotted
@hellpennybedful
“Kikuri… would you like to hear me sing? My voice is… it has… a magic effect on people. I cannot promise you’ll be able to control yourself once you hear it but… it’ll be fun I think~”
Wakasagihime was hugging and holding Kikuri during one of their now usual hangouts. It’d become normal for the two to meet by the lakeside and just settle in on the shore and hug and chat. That’s what friends did, Wakasagi decided. But Wakasagi wanted more than just a friend. She wanted a mate. It was just that time of the year, for her, it seemed.
Quelling the wriggling sensation within her, she put on a big smile as she asked this of Kikuri, to hear her song, knowing that, because of how she was feeling, she’d give that feeling to Kikuri too.
“Hmm? Hear you…sing?”
Indeed, Kikuri had been convening with Wakasagihime for what may be a few weeks now - perhaps bordering on a month. They’d hugged plenty, spoken plenty, and overall really gotten to know each other. In truth, Kikuri herself had begun to feel something more with regards to the mermaid. Something about her spirited, bubbly attitude and the way she carries herself…it just resonates with her.
Yet, for all their time spent together, Kikuri had never once heard Wakasagi’s singing. She’s more than well aware of the effects of her siren song - people hearing it will succumb to their basest desires…and, well, in a situation like this it doesn’t take the kingdom’s finest sage to understand what that implies.
That being said…Kikuri doesn’t mind. She’s been keeping her desire to take this step with Wakasagihime on the metaphorical back burner for quite some time, so to finally have it put out in the open like this is quite the weight off her shoulders. She squeezed Wakasagi a little tighter in her arms, smiling almost as big as Waka as she gave her fateful response.
“Of course~ I’d love to hear you sing, Waka.”
hellpennydreadful liked your post “@echointheforest Wakasagihime begins her siren song, well aware of…”
Would Kikuri like to be sung into lewds too
Buddy, you don’t even need to sing.
…That being said, a song would be lovely.
It wasn’t like her songs had any WORDS to them… but it’s amazing what you can do with ‘La la la’ when you have a magic voice!
Magic voice, magic touch~
hellpennydreadful liked your post “@echointheforest Wakasagihime begins her siren song, well aware of…”
Would Kikuri like to be sung into lewds too
Buddy, you don’t even need to sing.
...That being said, a song would be lovely.
Have a penny. Enjoy!
“What am I suppose to do with a giant novelty penny?” probably touch it’s titties when she finds out a person is in there.
“H-Hey, now… Who are you calling novelty?”
Aaaand there she is. Penny wife. Enjoy yourself~
“……..” She’s reaching out and touching one of this penny’s breasts. Is this real?
“Ahh...~”
If the moan is any indication, this is most certainly the real deal. It’s got that “real deal feel” to it, too - Kikuri’s breast, that is to say. It’s an ideal mix of squishy and firm.
Meanwhile, in Kikuri’s head she’s...well, she’s not really thinking so much. Otherwise, she might be wondering who Mokou is or why she’s touching her boob. But honestly? Today Kikuri’s just kinda in a mood.
So she just kicks back and lets it happen. Enjoy it while it lasts, and all that.
Have a penny. Enjoy!
“What am I suppose to do with a giant novelty penny?” probably touch it’s titties when she finds out a person is in there.
“H-Hey, now... Who are you calling novelty?”
Aaaand there she is. Penny wife. Enjoy yourself~
Have a penny. Enjoy!
“Mine.”
Really, Wakasagi isn’t letting her go, Kikuri better learn to breathe underwater or swim.
Wakasagi covers Kikuri’s face in kisses~ She deserves all of them.
“Mmm~”
Kikuri isn’t letting go, either. Drowning can take a hike – if she’s to leave this mortal coil wrapped in the somewhat-moist arms of a very-moist mermaid (yes, both kinds of “moist”) while being showered with kisses and affection, then that’s just how it be. Frankly, that’s a damn fine way to go out.
“No~ I think you’re mine~”
That being said, Kikuri isn’t just gonna sit here and take it. She’s gotta give back, return the favor! So to that end, Wakasagi’s gonna get a bunch of kisses from Kikuri, too! She might deserve them even more than Kikuri!
“Oh~ Then please, take care of me~”
Kikuri gets the gentle mermaid’s utter and total attention, Wakasagi’s hands gently stroking and rubbing up and down the other’s body affectionately.
“I didn’t think… you’d be interested in a silly little fish like me, honestly…”
“I will be certain to! And please, do not be ridiculous! You are neither silly, and, well…”
Kikuri steals a glance at Wakasagi’s chest. Smooth.
“…You are not all that “little,” either! Ahaha~”
Kikuri moans quietly, reveling in the feeling of Wakasagi’s hands caressing her body all over…
“In any case, dearest Wakasagihime, my point is that you are truly one of a kind~ How could I not take a liking to you when you are the way that you are?”
Kikuri really does appreciate the skinship they’ve got going on right now, so she plants another loving kiss right on Waka’s forehead.
“You are the crown jewel of this lake~”
She may or may not also be feeling up one of Wakasagi’s fish tidders. ...Okay, she definitely is.
➕
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
“…~”
While she doesn’t completely understand the purpose of this exercise, she won’t deny that the sensation of a fine brush against her skin is quite stimulating.
Even if she doesn’t say much in the moment, the extent of her appreciation is evident on her face - a soft and contented smile with eyes closed.
She still can’t help but wonder why Patchouli decided to do this particular thing, though. She can’t complain, she is enjoying this new experience, but…
“Excuse me, Lady Patchouli…” She doesn’t know this woman all too well, so she’s inclined to be more respectful when addressing her. “While I am certainly enjoying myself, I cannot deny that I am rather confused. What purpose does this activity serve?”
Why, it’s simple. You get off to the sensuality of the deed, I’m really hungry. It works out fine
That literally just raised more questions. What does she mean, she’s really hungry...?
“Are...you planning to eat me, or something of that ilk? Because sexual interests aside, I do not believe you to be capable of such a thing...”
She shook her head. Surely, that isn’t it. Magician or not, Kikuri is a girl inside a giant bronze gong - no one in their right mind wants to eat that sort of thing for dinner.
“I suppose it does not matter...do as you please, we shall see what happens.”
She isn’t expecting much, but perhaps you can surprise her...?
Have a penny. Enjoy!
“Mine.”
Really, Wakasagi isn’t letting her go, Kikuri better learn to breathe underwater or swim.
Wakasagi covers Kikuri’s face in kisses~ She deserves all of them.
“Mmm~”
Kikuri isn’t letting go, either. Drowning can take a hike – if she’s to leave this mortal coil wrapped in the somewhat-moist arms of a very-moist mermaid (yes, both kinds of “moist”) while being showered with kisses and affection, then that’s just how it be. Frankly, that’s a damn fine way to go out.
“No~ I think you’re mine~”
That being said, Kikuri isn’t just gonna sit here and take it. She’s gotta give back, return the favor! So to that end, Wakasagi’s gonna get a bunch of kisses from Kikuri, too! She might deserve them even more than Kikuri!
Continued from this with @hellpennybedful
“I think the question you’re looking for is what aren’t we going to do on the bed?”
Well, that struck a nice chord with Kikuri. She even broke into a little fit of giggles.
“My, my~ How bold of you~”
She lays back on the bed, bringing her body out of her gong to allow Rosalina better access to...well, what she has to offer, so to speak.
“Do as you please. I shall follow your lead.”
➕
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
“…~”
While she doesn’t completely understand the purpose of this exercise, she won’t deny that the sensation of a fine brush against her skin is quite stimulating.
Even if she doesn’t say much in the moment, the extent of her appreciation is evident on her face - a soft and contented smile with eyes closed.
She still can’t help but wonder why Patchouli decided to do this particular thing, though. She can’t complain, she is enjoying this new experience, but…
“Excuse me, Lady Patchouli…” She doesn’t know this woman all too well, so she’s inclined to be more respectful when addressing her. “While I am certainly enjoying myself, I cannot deny that I am rather confused. What purpose does this activity serve?”
Have a penny. Enjoy!
Carries to the bedroom.
“Mine.”
”What are we going to do on the bed?”
Pomf. Or, more accurately, thwump.
✦
✦ Giving a sensual massage.
She exhales softly, the fine feeling of the mermaid’s hands against her body soothing her, bringing the tension out of her weary bones and calming her nerves.
“Aah~ Thank you very much, Waka. I really needed this today.”
The question is, since Waka has done this for her, is it her responsibility to return the favor somehow?
Acts of Affection
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Family/Platonic:
✩ Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.
✪ Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.
★ Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.
✬ Making them their favorite hot beverage.
☼ Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.
☀ Singing them to sleep.
☆ Getting them something they need before they ask for it.
☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.
✥ Play fighting!
❃ Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)
Shipping/Romance:
♥ Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.
♡ Kissing the corner of their eyes.
❥ Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.
❤ Whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
❦ Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.
❣ Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.
ღ Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.
ℒ Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.
£ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.
Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.
Sexual/NSFW:
✖ Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.
✗ Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.
♦ Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.
✚ Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.
✦ Giving a sensual massage.
♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.
▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.
▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.
► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.
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