mu ses i rly wanna smooch (⌒▽⌒)☆
part one
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mu ses i rly wanna smooch (⌒▽⌒)☆
part one
A small puppy suddenly scratched desperately at the door to Ayame's room, giving a little bark in the hopes that she'd hear it. ( hello mikio is a puppy h ave f un )
Ayame had been practicing her singing in her room since it was soundproof in case she made any mistake. However every now and then Ayame would peek her head out of the door in case anyone had lied about the room being soundproof and that people could actually hear her sing. Taking one last final look outside of her door, Ayame looked down only to see a small puppy that somehow remined her of her boyfriend.
"Oh what a cute little puppy~!" She squealed in happiness at how cute the puppy was, giving it a little kiss on the nose before holding it close to her chest. "I didn’t know that we were allowed to have pets at the academy but I’ll keep you a secret!"
little.. outfits?
The puppy frowned a little at that, as much as a puppy could anyway. He was relieved though, at least Ayame recognized him finally. Another small bark left him, as he stretched up to give a soft lick to her cheek. No reason for it really besides wanting to show affection, that was something dogs did to those they really loved and cared about, right? Because all his instinct was telling him was to shower her with love and affection.
This whole situation was still really weird, though.. It confused him, and the more he tried to think about it the more confused he became. And suddenly sleepy. A soft whine left the puppy as he snuggled up into Ayame’s touch more. He really could fall asleep in her arms without a problem..
"Why are you such a cute puppy?" She sighed in response to his adorable affection, lightly scratching behind his petite ears. "Well I suppose you're going to have to change back somehow...I do hope that you'll be back to normal soon but since you are a puppy I think you might need some clothes and maybe some food and some water..."
HIATUS UPDATE
I got accepted into two performing companies and so far things have been going pretty great!! I'm finally earning money for all the gigs and events that we do and since I'm on a resting break, I can now be on a little bit more and try to be active with others!!
A small puppy suddenly scratched desperately at the door to Ayame's room, giving a little bark in the hopes that she'd hear it. ( hello mikio is a puppy h ave f un )
Ayame had been practicing her singing in her room since it was soundproof in case she made any mistake. However every now and then Ayame would peek her head out of the door in case anyone had lied about the room being soundproof and that people could actually hear her sing. Taking one last final look outside of her door, Ayame looked down only to see a small puppy that somehow remined her of her boyfriend.
"Oh what a cute little puppy~!" She squealed in happiness at how cute the puppy was, giving it a little kiss on the nose before holding it close to her chest. "I didn’t know that we were allowed to have pets at the academy but I’ll keep you a secret!"
"Hm? I’m guessing that’s a no…" She patted the puppy’s head, scratching behind his ears as she pondered on about the puppy in her head. Why was it here? Why did it even come to her when there are countless numbers of dorm rooms here to go to?
"Mikio?" She curiously asked, waiting to see the puppy’s reaction to the name. "Is there something wrong with you?"
A small whine left the puppy, leaning into her touch. At the sound of his name, his ears perked up. Something wrong..? Why yes, Ayame. Your boyfriend is a dog. This is a difficult situation, truly.
Mikio gave another single bark to signal ‘yes’, pawing gently at her hands.
"Okay so that's a yes..." She bit her bottom lip in confusion, still petting the soft fur of the puppy. "Hey wait a second..."
Ayame picked the puupy back up again, holding it up to her eye level as she studied the puppy and it's similar resemblance to Mikio. The performing artist took note of the puppy's eye color, the fur color, and also the shape and form of it while generating different ideas and thoughts in her head. Finally she found an answer to the mysterious puppy of Hope's Peak Academy, there was no puppy in the first place it was just actually her boyfriend.
"Ah and this is why I've survived this academy for so long, I finally used my theories and ideas to figure it all out!!" She pulled the puppy close to her again, nuzzling her head against it's soft fur. "Mikio who knew you would make such an adorable puppy? Ahhh you're just so cute and adorable and all I want to do is just keep you all day and dress you up in little outfits but I can't because I have to figure out how to change you back!!"
Dare!! (For Mikio)
12 - Give somebody a lap dance
"A-Ah… Ayame… Wh-What is that, exactly?"
"A-Ah.." Did he really even want to do this? Not that he’d had any experience doing it before.. Ayame was willing to show him, though. But..
The surgeon ran a pair of fingers through his hair, blinking around uneasily. “I-I can fetch a chair, easily. Bu-But…. If you show me how and I d-do this for you, uh…. Will you enjoy it…?” That was his primary concern, after all. His own enjoyment came secondary. Though if it was anything Ayame then he was sure he’d take some pleasure from it or something, maybe.. After the initial awkwardness had passed, that is.
Ayame could feel her heart beat faster within each second, the redness of her flushed face seemed to become even more red once she thought about how much she would actually enjoy this as she kept her gaze towards the ground to hide her embarrassed face, not even sharing a single glance at him. Sure she would enjoy something like this since it involved her two favorite things, her boyfriend and dance at the same time. However she does know that Mikio and dancing don't mix at all.
"I'll u-uh enjoy it...only if you enjoy it too..." She timidly mumbled, biting her bottom lip in embarrassment and a bit of guilt for even making him do this.
"My manager and I thought about getting other famous celebrities gifts this Christmas, so here..." Anju handed Kenshin and Orochi an envelope containing gift cards to their favorite stores. "Merry Christmas!" ((Anju is my other oc btw ;u;))
"Oh jeez, what— this is super nice, you sure you’ve got the right person? We didn’t do shit to deserve this."
"Thank you very much for the kind gift, we appreciate it greatly."
The two waited patiently while she worked out her decision, Orochi sporting a charming smile while Kenshin retained his usual expressionless look.
"Ah, great, great, sounds like a lovely plan! Here, hold on.." The guitarist nabbed a scrap of paper and a pen from his pocket, quickly scribbling down their numbers and handing them to her with a wink.
"Oh right that's really smart!" She gladly took the pieces of paper from them, trying to prevent herself from fainting over all the things that were happening right now. "I'll uh call you two when I'm done, o-okay?"
Seeing the other open her lunch box, Reena stared mesmerized for a couple seconds. The lunch looked wonderful! The only thing she would normally get for lunch was onigiri or something of the other.
"Nice to meetcha too Fujioka-chan."
The auctioneer mumbled this as she scanned the table for chopsticks. As she was eating a banana earlier, there was no need to chopsticks. Or forks for that matter. She just didn’t need any utensils.
"Erm… do ya have an extra set of chopsticks, ‘cause if ya don’t I’ll get myself a pair."
Ayame hesitated before she could reply, trying to remember if she packed any extra utensils at all for anyone who wanted to share lunches with her. With bitter disappointment in herself, Ayame regretfully shook her head in reply.
"I'm sorry it looks like I came to lunch all unprepared for once..." She averted her eyes to the ground in shame, a bit startled at the fact that for once in her life she was unprepared and couldn't follow an order or fulfill one.
Rena noticed the way Nikolai eyed her as he spoke, her bounding attempts at her bag slowly stopping. It had taken her a few moments to process his words, not entirely sure what he was hinting at. The girl had never been hit on her entire life so far; how was she supposed to pick up on this? But soon she came to a conclusion of what he was saying. Actually, she was sure of it, and it made her face flush in a little embarassment and annoyance like when she was child.
"I................I don't have enough money on me," she quietly admitted, her head hanging a bit while her arms drooped to her side. And it was true; she really didn't. Financially, Rena wasn't doing so well in, but it was better than when she lived outside of Ōita. But really all she had on her right now was 7-9 dollars maybe. And that was for any sort of 'emergency' where maybe a few dollars could get her by. Maybe this was an emergency? She pondered that thought around her head as she stayed quiet, debating whether or not to let this asshole know that she did actually have a few bucks on her.
"You silly красавица I don't want your money, I want your lips on mine~" He smirked, eyeing her skinny figure as his green eyes glistened in the light. "If not then I will take your bag and keep it as my hostage until you pay up!"
He still kept his sly smirk on his face, pausing for a few seconds to get an answer out of the impatient girl. After all he knew just how to manipulate the women into giving him what he wants but then again this girl was sort of pushy and would probably give him a taste of his own medicine or two...
A small puppy suddenly scratched desperately at the door to Ayame's room, giving a little bark in the hopes that she'd hear it. ( hello mikio is a puppy h ave f un )
Ayame had been practicing her singing in her room since it was soundproof in case she made any mistake. However every now and then Ayame would peek her head out of the door in case anyone had lied about the room being soundproof and that people could actually hear her sing. Taking one last final look outside of her door, Ayame looked down only to see a small puppy that somehow remined her of her boyfriend.
"Oh what a cute little puppy~!" She squealed in happiness at how cute the puppy was, giving it a little kiss on the nose before holding it close to her chest. "I didn’t know that we were allowed to have pets at the academy but I’ll keep you a secret!"
A slightly frustrated little growl left the small dog as he was pulled away from the photo, staring up at Ayame as she placed him on the pillow and kneeled down. A… A prince? Well that was ridiculous, of course he wasn’t. But the last part was true. Mikio gave a whine before giving a single bark. He frowned at her, well.. If a puppy could frown, that’s what he did. He just really wanted her to realize it was actually him.
"Hm? I'm guessing that's a no..." She patted the puppy's head, scratching behind his ears as she pondered on about the puppy in her head. Why was it here? Why did it even come to her when there are countless numbers of dorm rooms here to go to?
"Mikio?" She curiously asked, waiting to see the puppy's reaction to the name. "Is there something wrong with you?"
Dare!! (For Mikio)
12 - Give somebody a lap dance
"A-Ah… Ayame… Wh-What is that, exactly?"
"O-Oh..??" Mikio stuttered, he really wasn’t sure if she’d go for something like this. "A-Ah, um.. Y-You could just guide me, I t-think that would be best…. P-Perhaps… I mean— I-If you really don’t mind o-or anything.."
"Well I think it's up to y-you if you want to d-do this or not, I don't want y-you to do a-anything you wouldn't l-like to do w-without your p-permission..." The performing artist averted her eyes to the ground in embarrassment, hesitating for a moment to hear his reply. "However if you d-do want this t-then we need a c-chair..."
HIATUS NOTICE
He jumped, surprised at the sudden contact. His face turned a little red as she hugged him. He stood completely motionless until she unlatched herself.
"It's no big deal..." he said meekly, a small smile on his face. "But sure, that sounds fun, I guess. I don't usually go out much. Not because I don't like to, but..." He shrugged. "Because I never really had anyone to do it with. I'm sorry that this is somewhat new to me, but I really like poetry." He looked a little embarrassed before adding, "Even the bad ones. It's the thing I don't like to critique." He stopped talking before he said too much...
"I'm new to this area, so I hope you don't mind helping me to the nearest bookstore."
"Why go out to the bookstore when we have our very own library here at this academy~!" She smiled at him even though she kind of proved him a little wrong, pointing to the library that could be seen though the gap in the theatre doors. "If we just go across the hall then we can go to the library! They have a wide variety of books and poems from Shakespeare all the way to like Stephen King!"
The second she heard that annoying call of Nikolai's, Rena's head whipped around. And if her fringe wasn't in the way, you would be able to see the fury in her eyes. It was kind of pathetic, really, the way she quickly pounded her feet towards the infinitely taller boy, her hand outstretched for her bag.
"Hey! Give that back!" She shouted, trying to take a swipe at her bag, hoping that she would be able to get it in her clutches.
In response Nikolai shook his head in disapproval, the sly smirk still on his face as he took great pleasure in watching such a pathetic girl even attempt to retrieve her precious bag full of who knows what could be in there.
"Princess you can have this bag, but all good things come with a price~" He slightly sang in a little mocking tone, eyeing every single detail of the girl as a sign to show her what he wanted. "So you gonna pay me now or later~?"
A small puppy suddenly scratched desperately at the door to Ayame's room, giving a little bark in the hopes that she'd hear it. ( hello mikio is a puppy h ave f un )
Ayame had been practicing her singing in her room since it was soundproof in case she made any mistake. However every now and then Ayame would peek her head out of the door in case anyone had lied about the room being soundproof and that people could actually hear her sing. Taking one last final look outside of her door, Ayame looked down only to see a small puppy that somehow remined her of her boyfriend.
"Oh what a cute little puppy~!" She squealed in happiness at how cute the puppy was, giving it a little kiss on the nose before holding it close to her chest. "I didn’t know that we were allowed to have pets at the academy but I’ll keep you a secret!"
If a puppy could blush, he would’ve done so. He never knew she kept a picture of them on her desk like this..
But maybe he could use this.. Maybe. The little dog blinked back up at Ayame and gave a bark before pawing at the photograph, at his own face to be specific. He let out a pathetic sounding whine, wishing he could just tell her plainly what had happened.
"Hm what's wrong little guy?" She looked down at the puppy, blankly staring at it in confusion as it pawed at Mikio's picture. "Are y-you trying to attack him? Oh dear do you not like him already just by looking at his face?!"
Ayame instantly pulled the puppy away from the picture to prevent any scratch marks from appearing on the frame, placing the small puppy on her pillow as she kneeled down to be on the same level.
"Okay it's either you don't like his face or you're just trying to tell me something else. So if you understand me bark once for yes and twice for no, okay boy?" She tapped a finger to her bottom lip, thinking about why this puppy was so strange and why would there have even been a puppy in the first place. "I know! Are you a prince that is cursed to be a puppy?"
Dare!! (For Mikio)
12 - Give somebody a lap dance
"A-Ah… Ayame… Wh-What is that, exactly?"
"… Oh. ….. O-Oh…." Mikio’s face instantly grew a shade of red as he listened to her explanation. He’d never played truth or dare before, was it always like this? He agreed to play the game, so wouldn’t he be failing an obligation if he refused..? Oh god….
"….ifididwouldyoushowmehow—" He mumbled out at a very fast pace. He wouldn’t ask such an embarrassing thing of anyone else but her, because he trusted her and would at least attempt anything for her.
"I c-can try..." She mumbled to herself, her face now completely red from embarrassment. "Did you want me to demonstrate f-for you or did you want me to g-guide you while you're d-doing it..."
Dare!! (For Mikio)
12 - Give somebody a lap dance
"A-Ah… Ayame… Wh-What is that, exactly?"
"Oh d-dear how do I explain this..." She found herself blushing at his question, nervously twiddling her fingers together, trying to find the courage and words to explain the topic at hand. "It's a sexual type of dance that mostly strippers do for money, it involves teasing, touching, grinding, and some dirty talk but y-you don't have to do it if you don't want t-to..."
Send me a "(ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)" and my muse will respond with a kiss that resembles their feeling(s) or relationship towards yours.
Hair: Irresistible Longing
Forehead: Blessing/Friendship
Eyelid: Adoration
Ear: Temptation
The Bridge of Nose: Treasuring
Cheek: Dear/Kindness/Satisfaction
Lips: Love
Throat: Desire
Nape: Deep Attachment
Back: Confirmation
Chest: Possession
Arm: Affection/Adoration
Wrist: Desire/Lust
Back of Hand: Respect/Love
Palm of Hand: Begging/Entreaty
Fingertip: Praise/Admiration
Tummy: You-will-always-come-back-to-me
Waist: Binding
Thigh: Control
Leg: Obediance
Instep: Subordination
Tip of the Toe: Worship/Idolize
((meme inspired by this))