#smokingbartender

[crazy-fem-red-king]

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‘Izumo?’ Eyeing the blonde laying in her bed, she let out heavy sigh. “Did ya not want to sleep alone? Fine. Scoot over.” She laid down next to her and put the blanket over both of them.

[crazy-fem-red-king]

You and I tonight...

Its funny to watch ervery one leaving the bar seeing how late it was right now. Nearly midnight, no bed time for herself though. Anna was the last one to go upstairs, well exept for Izumo. She was rumaging behind the bar, possibly cleaning up. Rummaging through her pockets she searched for her cigarettes, noticing that she hadn't put them in one of her pockets she looked at the small table infront of her. Of course they would be there, well, actually it was a new pack, it seems that her other one was empty and got cleaned up by Izumo. Placing one of the cancer sticks between her lips, she lit it with a flame she created with a snap of her fingers. Izumo always did these kind of things, caring for everyone without asking something in return. Sometimes it made her feel bad 'cause she didn't know how to repay the bartender for her kind actions.

Placing the pack back on the table she noticed a few candles on the table. Red candles to be exact, a dry chuckle escaped her throat. They were Annas belonings for sure, Anna loves everything thats red. Rearranging them she lined them up to form a circle. Placing the last candle in the middle she illuminated them all at once only to admire the sight. It reminded her a bit of Homra, the circle symbolizing her clansmen and herself the candle in the middle. Watching how the flames danced around, she felt at peace but something was missing. Closing her eyes she concentrated on that feeling, no she didn't just miss something or rather someone, she longed for someone. Opening her eyes she pondered if it would be alright to do this now.

Standing up from her couch she looked at Izumo, still working behind the bar. Walking in her direction she thought this might be the right time. Her heart told her to do so, her body longed for the blonde. These rare moments where they would not be disturbed were far from being enough to satisfy her need for the bartender. As she stood behind Izumo she wrapped her arms around the other females hips, leaning against her back she placed a ghost kiss at Izumos neck. "Izumo, I need you..." Her voice was bearly a whisper as she continued to cover the other females neck with ghost kisses.

[crazy-fem-red-king]

smoking-bartender replied to your post: ♥ outofpanties; of course why not~

outofpanties; this should totally happen… /nodnod

ooc: maybe we should let it happen soon

[crazy-fem-red-king]

♥ outofpanties; of course why not~

Mun: I quite agree.

Muse: Same here~

[homrasprincess-annakushina-blog]

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16: neck kiss

The child stiffened and her crimson eyes widened, her cheeks flushing up. “A-ah…” Speechless. She placed her hands gently on her cheeks, feeling the heat. She blinked rapidly as she inhaled deeply, removed her hands from her cheeks and onto the bartender’s collar, removing the red tie from it. “.Izumo…I…” she murmured as she unbuttoned the first two buttons slowly. Her face became a deep shade of crimson as she slowly placed her lips on side of the blonde’s neck. She paused for a moment, then removed herself from the other’s neck,”S…s-sorry…”

[multicoloredswords]

✿♥✈~

Send me a ✿: For a love letter from my muse to yours

Kusanagi—

Who would have thought that things would end up like this. I’ve heard you had a few flings before becoming a bartender. I wonder, have you ever felt what it’s like to love? The word doesn’t even fit well on my tongue. Makes me think if I can’t say it, let alone feel it. …What’s it like to have a heart? Can you tell me how it’s like to feel like you love someone? 

—Fushimi

Send me a ♥: For a proposal/confession from my muse to yours

Kusanagi—

What would you do if I decided to stay at the bar more often?I wonder if you’d kick me out or let me stay.I probably owe you a lot for taking care of me in the past years, and well, why not make it up to you now? I could help you clean up once in a while, if you’d like me to.

There’s a lot of people in the world I don’t like, and you’re not one of them.

It’s actually… pretty nice being with you

—Fushimi

Send me a ✈: For a goodbye letter from my muse to yours

Kusanagi—

Maybe now’s the time I should say my thanks for taking care of me. It’s funny how the few people that I rarely talked to understood me more than the one that was my best friend. Life’s full of jokes, huh. Well, I should probably tell you, I’m not going to be back in Shizume for a while. Maybe not ever. Might want to fill you in, just in case.

So yeah… thanks. Or something like that.

—Fushimi

[daisanokensha]

✈✈✈✈~

A smirk slowly crept up his face, accompanied by a low hum of playful amusement when he saw who exactly came to get their kiss. He kept his mouth in check though, letting the smug expression on his face speak for itself as he cupped the side of her face and kissed her cheekbone, forehead, the bridge of her nose and lastly, a kiss barely above her upper lip.

[multicoloredswords]

Blue, untamed strands of hair swayed along the breeze's path, sapphire pupils glancing at the dull street before him. Despite the fact that pedestrians were scattered all over in groups and chatting the day away, it almost seemed as if the city was in black in white. Nothing around was lifting him from his horrid mood, the slightest of scowls visible on his pallid lips. At first, he had believed that straying away from the papers on his desk would benefit him, but it turned out that all the little details around him were able to irritate him in some way. Taking a peek over to his side, a hue of blonde had caught his attention, his mind inferring that it was a certain bartender that he was previously acquainted with. With a sigh expelling, the swordsman continued on his stroll, hoping that she wouldn't spot him.