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bakerstreet2016-10-05 08:19 am
setlist) wrote in bakerstreet2016-10-05 08:19 am
[No non-con; otherwise, bring it. ♥]
[Nothing in particular, I'm happy to follow your lead!]
Konoka had no idea what she had done to get on Nui's bad side. 'Bad side' being relative given that the pretty high schooler was more than happy to otherwise have a glowing opinion of her.
But apparently that wasn't enough for the brunette to evade some sort of twisted game as she found a note in her locker right after school, telling her to meet back in the classroom. The implied, cheeky threat gave her more than enough leeway to know that Nui probably either had a bad day or came up with some awful idea, and Konoka was the only appropriate guinea pig. But if she didn't show up, she knew her friends would be in for a miserable time. Konoka worked hard to be sure that her less socially graceful friends wouldn't have to put up with the fights she dealt with every day.
She waved off her friends' concern and told them she'd catch up with them later, and then as soon as they were gone, left her bags and came back up to the last classroom she knew she shared with Nui. At the very least, Konoka was very good at hiding her annoyance when she finally ventured, "I'm here."
But apparently that wasn't enough for the brunette to evade some sort of twisted game as she found a note in her locker right after school, telling her to meet back in the classroom. The implied, cheeky threat gave her more than enough leeway to know that Nui probably either had a bad day or came up with some awful idea, and Konoka was the only appropriate guinea pig. But if she didn't show up, she knew her friends would be in for a miserable time. Konoka worked hard to be sure that her less socially graceful friends wouldn't have to put up with the fights she dealt with every day.
She waved off her friends' concern and told them she'd catch up with them later, and then as soon as they were gone, left her bags and came back up to the last classroom she knew she shared with Nui. At the very least, Konoka was very good at hiding her annoyance when she finally ventured, "I'm here."
[ okay with everything! ]
[ooc: Up for anything - he is a demon of lust, after all. Information and kink list in his journal as well.]
((if you're interested in corrupting this police officer, I was thinking of 6, with either 2 or 4 mixed in. Kiriko here is so used to being in charge of her life that she needs help in letting herself go once in a while. I'm also open to impregnation, since I do see that is one of your faves.))
[OOC: A bad man to do bad things. Open to all, but special love for 2,5,7,13,18. Crosscanon and OCs welcome.]
[ooc: I'd be very interested in corrupting her and teaching her how to go wild. And throwing some impregnation in would be delightful, of course. I'm very much sold.]
((Great! Lemme know if you need anything changed for this starter.))
Kiriko has heard of this new host club from coworkers. It's unique from other host clubs in two ways. One, the fees for each man is quite affordable, even for the really fancy guys. And two, they count moving from an emotional relationship to a physical one an "upgrade", not the end of the business relationship.
And while Kiriko would never admit it to everyone, Belial will quickly tell that she needs to unwind and be unleashed in the ways of pleasure. She needs someone to help her let go of all of her self-control and to wild. And to top it all off, she has no idea that she is slowly being ensnared into his hidden scheme. For the 'host club's? Is actually a den of incubi, all seeking to seduce and corrupt women into broodmares.
And Kiriko has an unspoken, not fully realized desire to become a mother someday... Even now, he could pick up on it as she twirls the glass of wine in her hand. "I... I'm just wondering if...you would like to go further in our relationship."
Kiriko has heard of this new host club from coworkers. It's unique from other host clubs in two ways. One, the fees for each man is quite affordable, even for the really fancy guys. And two, they count moving from an emotional relationship to a physical one an "upgrade", not the end of the business relationship.
And while Kiriko would never admit it to everyone, Belial will quickly tell that she needs to unwind and be unleashed in the ways of pleasure. She needs someone to help her let go of all of her self-control and to wild. And to top it all off, she has no idea that she is slowly being ensnared into his hidden scheme. For the 'host club's? Is actually a den of incubi, all seeking to seduce and corrupt women into broodmares.
And Kiriko has an unspoken, not fully realized desire to become a mother someday... Even now, he could pick up on it as she twirls the glass of wine in her hand. "I... I'm just wondering if...you would like to go further in our relationship."
Edited 2016-10-05 22:04 (UTC)
No, it wasn't hard at all for Belial to read exactly the kind of woman that Kiriko is. After all, understanding the desires of the heart is his job. He's not just another one of the incubi here at the club. He is the Archduke of Lust, the father of all incubi, and if he couldn't see the simmering desires of a repressed police officer, well, it would be just about time to turn in his horns, wouldn't it? So to speak.
But he is also very good at playing things close to his chest, and he only smiles softly as she sits there, nursing her wine. A hand reaches out to cup hers, his thumb running lazy circles over her knuckles. He even shifts a little closer to her in his seat, not enough to be entirely forward - he knows how to play the game of politeness when he has to - but enough to make it clear, even before he speaks, exactly what his answer is likely to be.
"I would love that, Kiriko," he says, his Japanese as flawless as the warmth in his amber eyes. "If I'm honest, I've been hoping you'd suggest the very thing. You've been on my mind a lot lately."
But he is also very good at playing things close to his chest, and he only smiles softly as she sits there, nursing her wine. A hand reaches out to cup hers, his thumb running lazy circles over her knuckles. He even shifts a little closer to her in his seat, not enough to be entirely forward - he knows how to play the game of politeness when he has to - but enough to make it clear, even before he speaks, exactly what his answer is likely to be.
"I would love that, Kiriko," he says, his Japanese as flawless as the warmth in his amber eyes. "If I'm honest, I've been hoping you'd suggest the very thing. You've been on my mind a lot lately."
Kiriko smiles warmly at his words, his touch. She scoots a little closer to him as well, believing that what he says is honest truth from his heart. After all, it doesn't sound like any scripted line like some hosts may have used before.
"You do? I... I'm touched. And to be honest, I'm having trouble not thinking about you, even during the quieter part of my work day." Her desire for him and his body is slowly rising, her heart almost fully open for him to toy and mold to his liking.
"You do? I... I'm touched. And to be honest, I'm having trouble not thinking about you, even during the quieter part of my work day." Her desire for him and his body is slowly rising, her heart almost fully open for him to toy and mold to his liking.
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