[ there is a knock at the door, quick and urgent, but there's no one there. instead there is a package left behind, with a little note on top of one of them:
"Don't worry, I don't expect any thanks."
inside is:
- a saint quartz fragment - a pocketknife - a book that is Dating Advice For Dummies ]
Do you? How heartening that is to hear. Per our research, included are a number of refreshments to your taste - to ensure a most pleasant stay, this Aradia shall put forth her best efforts ...
[ when she leans to get something from the box there seems to be a - deliberateness to the gesture at hand. in the time between the booth and now, she's thought long and hard on which outfit to buy. it's beyond the purview of how she thinks of a maid's uniform, but she's seen shorter skirts in the cafes before, and it's still warmer so something breezier is pleasant.
but there are so many particulars inside of that that she thought over, it seems. the hem of the skirt rides up with the movement to leave her ass bare, framed by the edges of the lace trim and her petticoat and thigh-highs. for once she's worn underwear despite having planned this ahead of time, a dark stain already having bloomed and spread from their center.
from this angle, too, he can make out a seam - white in color against the lace-patterned black of the rest of the fabric, and slightly ajar, offering the smallest glimpse of skin: they're made to open up.
... also, she pulls a sports drink from the vending machine out of the box, and stands back up, hiding it all again. get them electrolytes ]
... For our esteemed D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, there is, of course, no desire too excessive. Were you perhaps hoping for guidance as regards the beds? The fitted sheet is often so very troublesome.
Shall I examine it, Sir?
[ a minimum of four additional totally incidental and not at all intentional flashings . . . ]
[he watches closely, of course, taking in every little detail. it goes without saying that he appreciates the view, but the care she's taken for his sake is so sweet. it makes him so happy he wants to throw up.
he takes the sports drink and opens it up, taking a sip.]
[ so she strips the first two layers off of the bed before moving on to adjust the fitted sheet, working the elastic over the corners of the mattress. there's no doubt in her mind that doodle is pretty good with making a bed himself were he so inclined and did not especially need her help to do so, and so she could ask him for assistance with it if this were legitimately happening -
but it's become part of the play now so when she needs to hold the edge in place she lifts one of her legs up onto the mattress instead, shifting around the hem of her skirts and distorting the seam of her underwear for another glimpse of skin. she does it each time for each corner, leans herself the surface of the bed to smooth out the fabric, and so on - until it's time to put the rest of the sheets back on.
the most adult part wasn't the flashing or the roleplay or the cosplay or the lingerie after all. it was making a bed ]
[he is in fact very good with making a bed, also he has not actually slept in the bed. but he's having a good time watching her and snapping some pictures on his phone]
[ there's a brief pause in the course of her making the bed, but afterwards she continues on in the process - and once she's done, she takes a seat at the edge of it, glancing at him ]
Um - ...
It's something that's a little bit different from this sort of play, but when the bed was being made, I had ended up wondering about it - ... have you been sleeping?
With the schedule that I had envisioned things will probably end up going for a very long time, but if I ended up falling asleep after that, then - would we be able to sleep together...?
Mm, then I'm grateful - ... I'll do my best, but like this things are a little bit different, aren't they? If our footing was equal before, then now - because there haven't been any abilities purchased by me, in comparison your endurance would end up much higher, I think, but ...
Even though that's true, I'll do my best to keep going at least until you're completely exhausted, okay?
I don't think my endurance is even fully up to E rank since I don't have my powers bought back yet, but you might still have a bit of a tough time of it.
there is a brief hesitation on her part in moving, after that - there is, in light of that response and considering the missions, the matter of how to approach things. does she get the harness and dildo set out now? should she float the spreader bar sooner or later? do they just embrace each other plainly, first and foremost?
but she's already been waiting for this for such a long time, the time after they were separated and the time before she saw him again and the time between meeting him and going to his room and the time between then and the booth and the booth and now have all felt too long and her body throbs so hotly that she swears there are moments where it is actually painful, but his hands against her skin are so warm and his scent and the pressure of his body are all unchanged so instead she just
lets herself fall onto the bed flush against him, nuzzling at his shoulder - before shifting to kiss him. on the lips this time, mouth open. they'll cross those other 30 bridges when they get to them. ]
[ there's a little surprised cry made into his mouth but it's far from sounding pained, much closer to the opposite. she doesn't seem to mind.
briefly her tongue stills in his mouth as a thought crosses her mind - couldn't she bite him, too? they're only dreaming and she is already this close to him as things are, it would bring them that much closer still, and he can feel the pressure of her teeth against his lip, but -
but she doesn't know what to do about that. the idea of going further fills her head with fog. she doesn't know what to do about that so there's just the small nip before she takes her knee to shift it between his legs, rocking it against his groin. she can't be the only one getting to feel good here; she can set the other thought aside for now. ]
[ hearing him say it so bluntly is - not a surprise by any measure, it isn't the first time and it won't be the last, all good things willing, but she does still against him anyway.
she'd thought that she had missed him, but the frequency it strikes her with is what always catches her off-guard. however much she doesn't regret the choice she made, however much she regrets not making other choices - just as much, there was something like this she'd been wanting? huge if true ]
Ah - mmhm - . . .
[ is all she can manage for a moment or so. she wants to feel him too, just the vague shape of his cock against her has her somehow more excited than she's been all day, and he can hear the hitching in her breath once she begins to move again, but - ]
If - you want your turn first, then just once - ... okay? If it's done too much, then it could end up difficult for you to be penetrated on my turn, couldn't it...?
[ she'd be totally fine with more than once, she wouldn't be terribly upset if they saved everything else for another time and just did this until they fell asleep - there are so many things that she would like to do to him, like to do with him, that it just wouldn't be mathematically possible to fit them into one night, anyway - but both is also good. ]
... You can do that whenever you'd like to, you know...?
[ but she does return the kiss, and press another along his jaw as she shifts her weight against him, a hand groping to feel out the shape of his cock before dipping in beneath his waistband ]
[ if he listens as she pushes to free his cock and stroke at it - the way she touches it is, as she tends towards, slow and exploratory, letting her fingers feel out the shape and length and the warmth underneath, rubbing gentle circles over the head with the pad of her thumb - he can hear her breathing pick up. there's a moment or so that she seems almost focused on it and there's a lull in how she returns the kisses, doubtless comparing the feeling to what she remembers and luxuriating in the fact that it's the same, but every time he nips at her there's a pause in her breathing in favor of a whine, or more like a moan, from deep in her throat ]
Ah, you - there isn't any reason for you to hold yourself back, is there...? I -
[ and then there's a pause. it's nothing she can put her finger on but it feels easier in this moment, somehow, to admit to it - because they're only dreaming? because of a type interaction? she doesn't know, but what she says is, ]
It's - ... the same for me, too - ... even though the scar that I was given is still there, you ... with that body, didn't you end up healing very quickly...? Even if it needs to be done daily, I - ...
Just a little bit, marking you - would be fine, wouldn't it...?
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Early Day 17, no need to reply
"Don't worry, I don't expect any thanks."
inside is:
- a saint quartz fragment
- a pocketknife
- a book that is Dating Advice For Dummies ]
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damn this book says sometimes people lie online
can you believe it
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this is why technology was a mistake :(
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Your date isn't online
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knowing that somewhere on the internet someone is telling lies :(
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books not really necessary tho
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I wanted something that was even a little bit relevant even if it's not necessary
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[ why would anyone do that ]
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I'm not doing this because of that
I just wanted to do something nice for people
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day 17 eveningish
and then some time later there is a knock on his room door. mysterious! ]
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wearing a maid outfit and holding a good-sized box under her arm. ]
Hi!
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wait hold on. she pauses for a moment, ]
Um, or - no, for this sort of thing, it should be something that's more like ...
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gottem ]
Is that so...? My. Certainly this humble maid has done little to deserve such praise.
May I come in?
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[reaches for her arm to tugtug her in]
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once she's in she sets the box down on the floor, near the bed ]
Oh my. What is it? To be handled in such a manner, D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, might there be something urgent? How might I assist?
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[ when she leans to get something from the box there seems to be a - deliberateness to the gesture at hand. in the time between the booth and now, she's thought long and hard on which outfit to buy. it's beyond the purview of how she thinks of a maid's uniform, but she's seen shorter skirts in the cafes before, and it's still warmer so something breezier is pleasant.
but there are so many particulars inside of that that she thought over, it seems. the hem of the skirt rides up with the movement to leave her ass bare, framed by the edges of the lace trim and her petticoat and thigh-highs. for once she's worn underwear despite having planned this ahead of time, a dark stain already having bloomed and spread from their center.
from this angle, too, he can make out a seam - white in color against the lace-patterned black of the rest of the fabric, and slightly ajar, offering the smallest glimpse of skin: they're made to open up.
... also, she pulls a sports drink from the vending machine out of the box, and stands back up, hiding it all again. get them electrolytes ]
... For our esteemed D☆☆dl☆m☆n-sama, there is, of course, no desire too excessive. Were you perhaps hoping for guidance as regards the beds? The fitted sheet is often so very troublesome.
Shall I examine it, Sir?
[ a minimum of four additional totally incidental and not at all intentional flashings . . . ]
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he takes the sports drink and opens it up, taking a sip.]
Go on. Make sure to get all up in there.
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[ so she strips the first two layers off of the bed before moving on to adjust the fitted sheet, working the elastic over the corners of the mattress. there's no doubt in her mind that doodle is pretty good with making a bed himself were he so inclined and did not especially need her help to do so, and so she could ask him for assistance with it if this were legitimately happening -
but it's become part of the play now so when she needs to hold the edge in place she lifts one of her legs up onto the mattress instead, shifting around the hem of her skirts and distorting the seam of her underwear for another glimpse of skin. she does it each time for each corner, leans herself the surface of the bed to smooth out the fabric, and so on - until it's time to put the rest of the sheets back on.
the most adult part wasn't the flashing or the roleplay or the cosplay or the lingerie after all. it was making a bed ]
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Um - ...
It's something that's a little bit different from this sort of play, but when the bed was being made, I had ended up wondering about it - ... have you been sleeping?
[ not in the bed necessarily, just in general ]
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Instead of that sort of thing, what have you been doing...?
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[ if he literally doesn't need to sleep she can't really say there's anything wrong with that but ]
... Then - . . . of course, you'll need to be given something to do tonight, won't you?
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With the schedule that I had envisioned things will probably end up going for a very long time, but if I ended up falling asleep after that, then - would we be able to sleep together...?
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[comes over and reaches for her hands]
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Mm, then I'm grateful - ... I'll do my best, but like this things are a little bit different, aren't they? If our footing was equal before, then now - because there haven't been any abilities purchased by me, in comparison your endurance would end up much higher, I think, but ...
Even though that's true, I'll do my best to keep going at least until you're completely exhausted, okay?
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You're welcome to try, though.
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. . . Is that an order?
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[and he's going to grab her and flop onto the bed together with her]
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there is a brief hesitation on her part in moving, after that - there is, in light of that response and considering the missions, the matter of how to approach things. does she get the harness and dildo set out now? should she float the spreader bar sooner or later? do they just embrace each other plainly, first and foremost?
but she's already been waiting for this for such a long time, the time after they were separated and the time before she saw him again and the time between meeting him and going to his room and the time between then and the booth and the booth and now have all felt too long and her body throbs so hotly that she swears there are moments where it is actually painful, but his hands against her skin are so warm and his scent and the pressure of his body are all unchanged so instead she just
lets herself fall onto the bed flush against him, nuzzling at his shoulder - before shifting to kiss him. on the lips this time, mouth open. they'll cross those other 30 bridges when they get to them. ]
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briefly her tongue stills in his mouth as a thought crosses her mind - couldn't she bite him, too? they're only dreaming and she is already this close to him as things are, it would bring them that much closer still, and he can feel the pressure of her teeth against his lip, but -
but she doesn't know what to do about that. the idea of going further fills her head with fog. she doesn't know what to do about that so there's just the small nip before she takes her knee to shift it between his legs, rocking it against his groin. she can't be the only one getting to feel good here; she can set the other thought aside for now. ]
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then, breaking away from the kiss just a little:]
Dia. I really wanna fuck you.
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she'd thought that she had missed him, but the frequency it strikes her with is what always catches her off-guard. however much she doesn't regret the choice she made, however much she regrets not making other choices - just as much, there was something like this she'd been wanting? huge if true ]
Ah - mmhm - . . .
[ is all she can manage for a moment or so. she wants to feel him too, just the vague shape of his cock against her has her somehow more excited than she's been all day, and he can hear the hitching in her breath once she begins to move again, but - ]
If - you want your turn first, then just once - ... okay? If it's done too much, then it could end up difficult for you to be penetrated on my turn, couldn't it...?
[ she'd be totally fine with more than once, she wouldn't be terribly upset if they saved everything else for another time and just did this until they fell asleep - there are so many things that she would like to do to him, like to do with him, that it just wouldn't be mathematically possible to fit them into one night, anyway - but both is also good. ]
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[he nuzzles her face before giving another quick kiss, continuing to grind against her knee the whole time]
That's fine. But at least once, I wanna be inside you.
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[ but she does return the kiss, and press another along his jaw as she shifts her weight against him, a hand groping to feel out the shape of his cock before dipping in beneath his waistband ]
It's you, so isn't it fine?
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[just going to keep kissing her! and doing his best to be good and not bite too much!]
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Ah, you - there isn't any reason for you to hold yourself back, is there...? I -
[ and then there's a pause. it's nothing she can put her finger on but it feels easier in this moment, somehow, to admit to it - because they're only dreaming? because of a type interaction? she doesn't know, but what she says is, ]
It's - ... the same for me, too - ... even though the scar that I was given is still there, you ... with that body, didn't you end up healing very quickly...? Even if it needs to be done daily, I - ...
Just a little bit, marking you - would be fine, wouldn't it...?