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“Outta this house.”
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“Outta this house.”
ff+ Tsukuyomi
FF+ Returns
Well, time for the next b- A scroll? Huh, that hadn’t been seen at all today... Or this run? Who knows. It’s really pretty, though; a crescent moon on the center with the night sky and stars, darkest at the top, then fading to a light blue at the bottom... Another lovely piece of art.
Likely going to be ruined by it’s interior contents. With a sigh, she opens it up to read.
There’s a location on the Takamagahara that only she, Tsukuyomi, and...someone else, know of. This story details a writer’s interpretation of how that spot might have been shared with her post-wedding all those years ago. And it’s sort of true.
Right up until the part that he embraces her closely, lips on hers that go lower...and lower still.
Amaterasu eyes the still rolled up, remaining half of the scroll, wondering if there’s enough substance there to hit herself with it. Deciding that, no, it’s probably not....she sighs and deals with it, reading the rest of the fic like it was the old days and Issun was forcing her to do so.
By the end, the two decide to sleep in the little grotto, content with their actions...despite the fact they were technically wide open. Seriously, she wouldn’t--
She freezes, suddenly thinking back. Actually, wait a minute... Didn’t she once take Waka there and-?
......Okay, fair enough. But that still didn’t happen. Time to sigh, roll it up, and let it fall to the floor. Not only will she worry about it later, but...she’ll likely get rid of that one when she’s feeling less lazy.
FF + Tal'um
FF+ Returns
“Well, well, hello there.” Another book on the kitchen counter when Ammy goes to refill her snacks (and maybe get a bit more of a meal from this endeavor). How they get around the house, she doesn’t question anymore; this is her life when the time comes ‘round again.
So after loading up on food, book tucked under her arm (a second is on one of the chairs...sigh), Amaterasu sits back down and admires it. A scale pattern on the cover this time in familiar colors. It makes her smile a little, knowing what to expect from this, at least.
So, let’s open it up and see what we’ve got here, huh?
It starts with...her straight up being in heat. Ah, of course. Everyone’s favorite time to bully her in, huh? Oh well, and then... Tal’um sniffs her out, of course. Tries to be the good boyfriend for all of a minute before he-
Amaterasu nearly drops the book, blushing brightly. He puts his face where now???
She reads the rest with her mouth parted, eyes wide, blush bright...and eventually covers her mouth by the end, when Tal is resting over her. Weight comforting (it probably would be) and kissing...at the mark he left on her neck.... Another wave of delicious heat runs down her spine, touching lightly at her neck where the story details it would be.
Hah.... Haha. Oh boy.
Wordlessly, she places that book atop the others... Seems like that might be her new “keep” pile.
FF + Vergil
FF+ Returns
The next time Amaterasu finds a book, it’s when she’s heading back to her room for something more...modern. A dress, maybe? A skirt? Something to really keep her warm aside from the casual kimono she typically wears up on the Plains. Like a few times before, this one is left outside her bedroom door, and... Wow. This one is pretty ornate. And just gorgeous, in general.
Dark blue...or maybe a teal? A pattern that draws the eye in a flattering, muted yellow. It’s just all around appealing, especially with the white ribbon worked into the book’s spine, for bookmarking’s sake.
So picking it up, she takes it in with her to change...then back to her seat, snacks, and tea to read.
“Here we go,” she mumbles, opening it up... Wow. Really story-heavy this time. There’s a whole damn prologue explaining her existence, the...legend of Sparda? And his sons... Oh. Vergil. Okay, the book cover makes sense now, at least.
Then it goes into the meat of every one of these titles: the buildup to the sexual acts. It starts with her trying to sleep, but apparently, her heat is right around the bend. It makes her restless and fidgety (true), eventually waking up to something... A certain smell that’s twisting her insides, bringing out that change within her. Bleary eyes eventually find Vergil beside her bed, eyes somehow bright in the darkness of her room.
There’s this moment where he prattles on about her scent, about how it’s effecting him, how troublesome it is...but how he simply cannot resist. But what really gets her is how this author kept mentioning his eyes. It somehow...gets her, those eyes of passion they keep describing. Alight with lust in the opening of this. How they take in her body, how they focus on her... Such an intense gaze and Amaterasu’s flustered to admit that such things...aren’t impossible for her to imagine.
He uses her thoroughly by the end, eventually being lulled to sleep after such a harsh session, but...once again, the story goes for her heart in that he sticks around. An arm slung around her waist, protective without much reason to it, resigning himself to staying by her side. Too tired to move is all, is story-Vergil’s rationale.....
Amaterasu sets it down over Dante’s book with a sigh, taking a drink of her tea and sitting in silence a moment, feeling heat roll languidly down her back... Ah, terrible. That writer.... Whoever they are, they could nearly set off her heat, even this early.
Better tread carefully with these books from here on out.
ff+ Dimitri
FF+ Returns
As predicted, it’s not long after finishing one that a sound of a thump outside of her door notifies that Amaterasu has yet another book to pick up and read. Go. figure. With a sigh, the goddess resigns herself to go and getting it...but not after stopping by the kitchen to get some tea. Might as well, right?
“Well, the cover’s nice,” she muses, looking at the blue and gold. These have always been decorated to match the people she’s paired with, though this one doesn’t immediately strike her as someone she might know... Huh. Who has it in their head to pair her with someone she barely knows?
Questions that are answered as soon as the tea is done, taking a careful sip before opening it up. Dimitri’s name immediately catches her eye and she sighs deeply, again. Here we go again, indeed...
There’s more story to this one, where Dimitri’s gotten hurt and being a bit of a stubborn ass about it; refusing her help despite her worries for him. He does eventually relent, but- ironically- a bath is in order for him. This time, he accepts the companionship, since she pesters him into making sure his wound isn’t infected, at the least. She’ll leave after that, if he wants her to. (So far, pretty accurate to their actual interactions, she thinks.)
So she helps him wash up, Dimitri relaxes, and- also predicted- he wants her to stay. Tension rises with her tenderly looking over him, so gentle and nails teasing his neck, that eventually he cannot resist pulling her into a kiss. One. Two. A deeper one, pulling her closer to him.
Needless to say, there is plenty of water on the floor after, the water is dirtier- and not by dirt alone- and Amaterasu is soaked from head to toe, due to the water and splashing. Cute aftercare, though, with him pressing kisses to her back.
It’s not....bad, but it’s kind of weird, isn’t it? Amaterasu’s pretty sure he doesn’t see her like this. So she rolls her eyes with a sigh and places it aside. There will be time to figure out what to do with it later.
" ff+ Dante "
FF+ Returns
It’s been a long, long time since Ammy saw any of those scrolls on her doorstep. Long enough that she’s forgotten about the ones she’s saved, the ones who were burned out back (thank the stars for that one!), and even how they once plagued her life.
...However, today is not that day of keeping memories dead and buried. If anything, Amaterasu’s eyes locking on that small, dark red book brings back the memories in full, sighing the deepest sigh at the sight.
Knowing her history with these? This can only go so well.
Sitting down with some snacks (she knows how this goes), Amaterasu opened the book, flipping to the first page...and brow rising with interest. Dante, huh? Alright, fair enough... It’s a story that has some buildup to it, at least; post-fight, both of them sore, but survived another day. There’s some elation to it, grinning and talking about food...
But she notices his eyes going lower...?
“Really, right in the alleyway?” She mutters, shaking her head even as a blush rises up on her cheeks. “That’s...incredibly unhygienic.” Still, it’s not like she has anything better to do and reads it until the end... Which has her blushing furiously all over again, sighing and letting her head hang low.
...These writers just got more dirty with time, huh...?
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