bakerstreet | Thirst Trap

[Ahhh... She's laughing at him...! He can't be mad, although it does make him a touch more embarrassed and sheepish at his own reactions.]

S-Shush, you...

[Thankfully there's no real bite behind his words.]

Hmmn..? Ne~ I'm just reporting on facts, you know.

[She smiles playfully, clasping her hands innocently behind her back and swaying a little in place, obviously thoroughly enjoying the banter.]

It's not my fault if you're too cute.

I'm not cute...! Well, I mean, I am-- but I'm also an intimidating, powerful god!

[Despite his supposed claims, he's being anything but that, not that he seems to mind their back and forth too terribly.]

Nobody ever shows me the proper respect, dammit--!

[She giggles softly behind her hand at his scrambling to balance cuteness and majesty while pouting like that, eyes bright with mischief at his grumbling as she puts on a playfully scandalized demeanor.]

Ara ara~... are you trying to say you'd like me on my knees, Yato-sama~?

[Oh. Oh dear. What are words? He's stumbling over them right now, trying to get his thoughts in order and maintain his composure, but honestly? Pretty woman on her knees worshiping him is exactly the kind of fantasy he's had for ages.]

N-Not exactly... Not that I'd mind, but...

Oh...

[She rests a hand lightly on his chest as though he needs to be held back, even though he's the one who's flustered, and she's clearly quite composed underneath the playful Scandalized Good Girl act.]

Next, you'll want to put me in a shrine maiden costume, too. Goodness, I wonder what kind of offering you'd take from me...

Edited (she's flirting, not trying to kali-ma him) 2025-05-27 17:13 (UTC)

[This is highly unfair, and yet he's eating it up, the dork. Shivering slightly at her touch, he swallows hard and tries to look away, but finds his gaze coming back to her while his imagination goes wild.]

You would look lovely in it, you gotta admit. A-And I take any offerings, honestly...

[How can she resist when he's so cute, so flustered, and so obviously savoring the attention just at much as she is? Her playful smile softens a little at the compliment and the way he can't stop gazing at her, but she puts on a playful little coy pout of her own as she reaches her free hand up to brush a fingertip under his chin.]

Mou... careful flattering me like that, Yato-kun, or you might just get some of your own wishes granted.

[It's always tough to maintain his composure when someone is messing with him, and yet it becomes even more so once she's actually dragging a single finger up beneath his chin, forcing his gaze back into her eyes. He shivers a bit, tongue running over his lips as he takes a steadying breath.]

I... I'd like that. It so rarely happens. I spend most of my time trying to fulfill others' wishes, I don't often think about my own...

[...oh.

She hadn't really expected him to be so candid rather than adorably flustered. At that confession, she flushes a little, herself, and laughs softly under her breath as her eyes flick down to his lips for a second.]

Really, now...

[Her hand brushes up across his cheek, and she tilts her head, giving him a curious, searching look. She'd almost suspect he's teasing her back, if he were someone else, but his earnestness is terribly disarming.]

...just what is it you're wishing for right now, Yato-kun?

[Normally he wouldn't be quite so forward and admit to such things, but she has a way of lulling him into a sense of security that allows for honesty. It sure doesn't help that she, too, if blushing along with him, making her cheeks even prettier.]

Y-Yeah...

[That's all he can get out thanks to her further touching him, making him shudder with delight at the contact. Although he hesitates a moment, biting his lip before finally responding.]

A... A kiss... maybe... I mean, if it's not asking too much...

[Savoring the way he responds to her touch, she blinks up at him and laughs softly with surprise at that answer.]

...mmn... well, I don't usually offer those individually, you know.

[She hesitates a second, stroking his cheek--then eases closer, delicately slipping her arms around his neck, her bosom pressing softly against his chest. The tip of her nose brushes his with a spark of mischief in her lidded eyes, her voice hushed and intimate.]

What if I decide you're getting a lot more than just one? You ready to accept that risk? It might take you a really long time to use up a wish like that...

[That laugh is so sweet and gentle that he can't help his face warming even further as he gazes at her, blinking a bit.]

No...? So they're a packaged deal?

[It's not until her chest presses up against his that he finally loses control and shivers at her touch, hands absently finding their way to her hips and lightly settling there while the soft sound of her voice has his fingers curling into her clothes.]

I-I think I can handle that, yeah... I'm pretty resilient, you know... Bein' a god and all...

[Caught up in enjoying his flustered looks, she doesn't really expect his hands to rest on her hips.]

...mm-hmn.

[She'd still have taken it mostly in stride, but that curl of his fingers like he's struggling with temptation is just a little too thrilling to ignore. It has her voice come out a little breathier than she'd intended as she's nodding--yes, definitely a package deal--and leaves her speechless long enough for him to get that answer out. She can't help but giggle brightly at him bringing up his divine resilience, leaning into him a little more intimately and much too tempted to resist teasing him.]

Ara ara~... I'm starting to wonder whether it's still just kisses you're thinking about, Yato-kun.

[Her nose brushes his lightly as she gives him just a couple seconds to think about what she might be implying he's got in mind. She doesn't delay any more than that, though, brushing her lips tenderly against his, then parting them to kiss him softly and warmly, slow and luxuriant.]

[Never let it be said he's nothing if not determined once he sets his mind to things.]

Ah...

[He's always be a sucker for pretty women, especially those who know how to push his buttons and play with him a bit. Listening to her breathing become slightly more labored has his hitching a bit in turn, too. He's definitely struggling to keep his cool right now, fingers kneading away at her flesh especially once she hits the nail on the head like that.]

M...Maybe I am thinking of other things, too... I mean, can you blame me...? You're really pretty and hot.

[The way their noses touch makes him jump just a little from surprise, but it's also enough to prepare him for what else she has in store. His mind's a whirl as their lips connect, earning her a desperate moan as he eagerly reciprocates, tilting his head for a better angle while he eats up the attention, one hand roaming a little lower and towards her back.]

[It's all too easy to become a bit breathless at the way his fingers, so chaste and tentative until now, grasp softly at her hips. Distracting as it is, she hums appreciatively at the compliments to her vanity, and arches her back in answer to his wandering hand and those thrilling hints of passion. Her lips brush and tug delicately at his, silently inviting him to melt into the unhurried kiss as her eyes drift shut and one hand trails upward, lazily slipping her fingers into his hair.]

[Oh. Oh, that's nice. An appreciative sound immediately escapes his lips as she threads her hand into his hair, causing him to inadvertently nip at her lips gently and his hand grasps at her bottom, tugging her just a bit closer so they're more flush against one another. His breath comes in shorter, sharper gasps as he turns his kisses into more feverish ones, desperate to both make her feel good and to eat up the attention himself. Stumbling back a few paces, he takes her with him until they bump against a chair, allowing him to sit down and encourage her to join him in his lap.]

[Already feeling a flustered thrill at that little nip, Hiroe gasps softly as his hand grasps so boldly and pulls her so close, making her breasts softly squeeze and rub against his chest. She shivers, her hum of contentment shading into a giddy little whine at the increasingly heated kiss, and her fingers curl and tangle in his hair as she moves with him willingly. The preoccupied, fumbling way he moves gets a muffled little giggle as he pulls her with him, and she doesn't hesitate to straddle his lap, leaning into him so he's pushed softly against the back of the chair.]

Mmmn~... Yato-kun...

[Her lips pluck free of his, just enough to murmur against them, her voice breathless and sultry.]

...did you really just want a kiss..? Or is this your way of asking me out?

[She stays nestled close to him, her belly pressed to his and the softness of her breasts obvious with each heavy breath.]

[Once they're settled in the seat, with some wiggling to get comfortable, Yato relaxes against the back, encouraged by her breasts pressing him more firmly in place. His other hand on her waist creeps upward, hesitating before running along the side of her chest - not quite daring to touch her more intimately just yet. Or maybe he's just preoccupied with the way she's messing with his hair, causing his head to tip back with a delicious groan of enjoyment. He doesn't mind that she's laughing a bit at him; it's a pleasant sound, making him feel warm and needy inside.]

Hiroe...

[He savors her name as their lips barely brush against one another, earning a shift from his legs as he tries to remain calm and collected.]

M..Maybe it is... Would you say yes if I was...?

[Again, his hand strokes up her side, just lightly touching the side of her breast to feel its softness before he becomes bold enough to actually grasp it gently.]

[She bites her lower lip as his hand wanders suggestively and hums softly with satisfaction at the way he responds to her touch and steals her name, clearly more than a little pleased with herself to have him so spun up.]

Hmmn... my very own-

[Her breath catches for a second at that squeeze, and she shivers with a hot sigh against his lips.]

O-ohh... mnn, touching me like that...

[She squirms slowly in his lap and nips his lower lip tenderly, lidded eyes meeting his with a smoldering gaze.]

...careful, Yato-kun... get too close, and you might never escape.

[And she definitely has him worked up, if his growing arousal is any indication. Though he tries to be discreet about that bit, shifting his legs slightly as he exhales long and slowly.]

Y-Yeah...

[That's just the sort of reaction he was hoping for, and it encourages him to try further, kneading carefully at her breast while other hand continues running repeatedly over her bottom.]

I might just like that option, I'll have you know...

[Though he does sound a liiiittle nervous as she nibbles on his lip, meeting her intense stare with his own passionate one. Then he's kissing her again, tongue pressing against her mouth, seeking entrance.]

Ahh..! Mmnn, I'm definitely... mnn, keeping you, Yato--mnnh..!

[Flushed and a bit breathless at the soft kneading of his hands, the suddenly passionate kiss gets a muffled little squeak of surprise followed by a husky moan as she melts into it. Her lips part easily to return the kiss slowly and deeply, the tip of her tongue brushing his with a flirtatiously delicate touch at first but really putting up no resistance to him making it more intense. Her thighs squeeze together around his hips as she relaxes against him, followed by a slow, restless squirm in his lap.]

Mmn~...

I think I'd like that...

[With that kind of reaction being her response to his actions, how could he not keep it up? He moves his hand to cover her breast more fully, massaging in a careful yet determined motion while their kiss develops into something more, something that gets him scooting around as well with need. His heavy breaths come in quick gasps between groans as he rubs his tongue against hers, using his other hand to hold her tight against his chest.]

Hah... Ah-- S-Sorry if I'm going too fast...

[He murmurs against her lips, eyes fixed on hers as heat floods his cheeks. He's never been one for moving fast, and yet this time he can't seem to help himself.]

Mm..mmhmn...

[Shivering at the increasingly bold fondling, her back arches, pushing her yielding breast into his hand with a hushed moan. His touch is still gentle, even as his restraint gives way to need, and that sound of concern in his voice as he catches himself and hesitates gets a sly, playful smile against his lips.]

Mmnn, Yato-kun... do you think you'd be between my thighs if I didn't trust you?

[She steals a tender kiss, deliberately chaste in contrast to the way she's sitting with him and letting his hands explore her, then ducks forward to tease her lips along his ear.]

...mm, but if you mean to confess you can't resist me... would it help if I dressed up as a shrine maiden?

[She pauses just long enough for that suggestion to sink in, then nibbles at his ear delicately with a hot sigh.]

...or maybe you'd just find that even more tempting~?

[It seems his hands are less shy than he himself is, or maybe he's just emboldened by the noises she's making, encouraging him to try brushing his hand over her nipple. Not yet daring to do more, though, as he sheepishly returns her smile.]

I guess not... Still, I just like to make sure, y'know?

[His mouth falls open with a groan at the restrained kiss, his body craving more than he's willing to admit or ask for just yet. Though he becomes sorely tempted as her breath tickles his ear, her voice sending shivers up along his spine.]

Help in the sense that it'd make me want you more, yeah...

[His nails rake over her back at the feel of her teeth grazing his earlobe, making him jerk a bit while he licks his lips.]

But I mean, you're plenty hot as is... I'm already hurtin' for you.

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