Tut, tut, looks like rain. Don't forget your umbrella! Who knows? You might meet someone special between those puddles.
Rules - Comment as usual. - Use the prompts below to capture that stormy vibe of a day kissed by rain showers. - Be cool to one another!
( POUR ) for our characters to have a passionate reunion kiss in the rain.
( DOWN ) for character 1 to have chased down character 2 and pulled them into a kiss right when it begins to rain.
( CONVINCED ) our characters are standing outside having a confrontation when it begins to rain, character 1 kisses character 2 to stop their rambling and prove they love them.
( CONVINCING ) our characters are standing outside having a confrontation when it begins to rain, character 2 kisses character 1 to stop their rambling and prove they love them.
( FLOAT ) for our characters to dance in the rain together.
( DRIZZLE ) our characters are walking under an umbrella together but character 1 darts out from under it to jump in a puddle.
( SPRINKLE ) our characters are walking under an umbrella together but character 2 darts out from under it to jump in a puddle.
( SHELTER ) character 1 can’t sleep due to a loud thunderstorm so they come to character 2’s bedroom to stay in their bed with them.
( SHELTERED ) character 2 can’t sleep due to a loud thunderstorm so they come to character 1’s bedroom to stay in their bed with them.
( REST ) our characters lay on the ground together while it rains.
( CONSOLE ) character 1 is sitting outside on a porch/balcony, crying while it rains and character 2 sits down next to them to offer a shoulder to cry on.
( CONSOLED ) character 2 is sitting outside on a porch/balcony, crying while it rains and character 1 sits down next to them to offer a shoulder to cry on.
( RITUAL ) for our characters plans to have been ruined by a storm so they stay inside and have sex instead.
( ENJOY ) for our characters to have sex outside beneath a covered area ( tent/porch/gazebo etc ) while it rains.
( WATCH ) our characters have sex against a window while it rains.
( SAVE ) for one character to pick up the other to quickly carry them inside as it begins to rain.
( JOY ) our characters have just made up after a fight when it begins to rain, character 1 picks up character 2 and spins them around.
( REJOICE ) our characters have just made up after a fight when it begins to rain, character 2 picks up character 1 and spins them around.
( SAFE ) our characters are caught in a heavy rainstorm together and seek shelter in an abandoned building or cave.
( SECLUDED ) our characters are on a road trip and are forced to pull over due to heavy rain and fog, they end up fooling around in the car while they wait for it to clear up.
(Damn it. She got him there, not only was he caught but it sounds already like he's not getting out of this either. Not only does she know, it seems as if Megumi is not going to live this down either. Sure, there's vague memories of something with him tuning Gojo out mostly yet don't expect him to know the first thing about sexual attraction. Or anything like this in general.
The thoughts aside, Megumi did seem to be trying to figure out what he can say. Could he even admit anything? Truly, he feels as if things just got more complicated whenever she asked him. His cheeks at this point were already feeling the heat rising in them. If he did say it, he isn't sure what could happen here.)
....if I did?
(The question is, could he deal with whatever happens next? He isn't exactly the best with these things, not being more open on his own thoughts and feelings even. There's a large number of difficulties he has in it, though currently ignoring his head here might not work in his favor.
Not in a sense of it being his usual once Megumi pauses drying his hair out properly. There can be worse things he guesses in a typhoon with the season. A lot worse than hormones flowing and then stuck together somewhat.)
[ He's not denying it. Not outright. The realization hits her like a brick, and a fresh flush of heat washes over her from her head down over her almost bare shoulders. He's normally so hard to read, so to get even that much of an answer out of him has her stomach and heart doing leaps. Kaede swallows reflexively and considers what next to say. She'll have to make it count. She'll have to be open, inviting, so there aren't any misunderstandings.
She sets her towel on the coffee table and takes a silent, steadying breath through her nose. Her chest still heaves with every deeper breath, but she faces him directly and swallows that nervousness down. Her fingers reach up to the hem of her kimono and tug it a little. Not enough to reveal more of her chest, but the implication is there all the same. ]
(Maybe that wasn't the right answer, at least for not digging his grave deeper here. Since they're already slowly heading into something else, how does he answer that? He's at the very least attempting though in futility to avoid giving in to the more baser instincts within him; that's impossible, seems like between them that is by the way they're both reacting. Still, Megumi does feel a bit nervous in how he's trying not to show that. He didn't want her to pick up on that fully even as he knows now there isn't a misunderstanding here.
Her tugging did unfortunately catch his attention, from how he dryly swallows, he can't say that he didn't want to on one hand. As much as Megumi is currently in the middle of trying to beat away that part of him with a bat, his interest in her was already there and it isn't like he could hide it forever. Or that's his intentions, was before, to make sure that it never could be found out. At the cost of it falling apart immediately after they were given true alone time.
He really is terrible at this, though he's hesitating on if he should go for more. She did fit his type. Surprisingly. He could try and deny it but that would just mean lying to himself once he fidgets a bit; as if in consideration on how to approach this now. There likely won't be another chance to get out some part of.)
I....are you sure?
(He might as well ask. His head trying to argue aside, he didn't want to necessarily seem like he's being too forward.)
[ The absurdity of the situation finally sinks in. A boy she likes, in her apartment with her, barely clothed, eyeing her up as she does the same to him, and he'll be there for quite some time if the storm doesn't let up. It's the kind of situation she's always thought absurd when it comes up on lackluster TV dramas. Well, not the exact situation but something similar.
The real deal is so far a cry from those dramas. Despite her confidence, her pulse pounds so hard in her ears she could almost swear it's audible over the rain outside. But, she nods, slowly. She can't go back after this. Whatever he says or does and whatever she says or does to match...oh, it'll certainly be interesting. Of that, she's certain. ]
(Honestly, if he was told this was a poorly done drama then he'd have been unfazed. Kugisaki was always watching those or ranting about some manner of twist, something about the couple she wanted not getting together. That or maybe she just didn't like the way the confessions were even if Megumi is wisely choosing not to bring that into this. They do like another that way; seems like to him even as he looks over at her quietly in contemplation.
She's acting confident, he's the one not sure on if this might end well. Even then, there isn't much stopping them here. He'll have to take the offer in the end. Otherwise he has no idea how he might be able to remotely get over this were he not to do that. It'd stay on his mind more than just this night here. He'd even be fortunate if he didn't get distracted more by her during a mission coming up on his mind.)
She offered, he accepted. Thousands of pinpricks wash over her body as her adrenaline soars even higher than before. For a moment, she can swear her head's been wrapped in cotton for how hazy everything seems. Is she overreacting? Probably, definitely, but she can't help it. For all her bluster, she's still going to be showing off her body. The act itself wouldn't bother her in more dire conditions, but now that he wants to see it? That's different. It's so, so, so different.
Still, she rises up to her feet and glances over at the window. Her curtains block off any view of the outside, so they're safe from prying eyes. It'll just be his gaze falling on her, just as intended. That last check is all she needs before she fully tugs open her sash, and her already loose kimono falls first down her shoulders, then all the way down off her entire body to pool at her feet. Her kimono hid it, but her nipples are already peaked from the chill in the air thanks to the rain. No undergarments, naturally, so there's just a soft bed of pink curls between her legs that almost match her nipples in color. Her hands rest against the flat of her stomach, and she does her best to look as if she's not at all bothered to show off. If her thighs stay together, maybe she can hide how not all of her is fully dry just yet. ]
(The moment of truth, even as he tries not to seem like he was rushing this. Playing cool, hiding what he's thinking even now where she decided to give him the offer that he took. He doesn't know at first how to react as his eyes follow her kimono coming open; from her shoulders down to her breasts and beyond that. For a second he swallows hard, thinking about it more now as he starts to wonder if he should have offered then. Maybe not, even as he tries not to fall apart at the seams here.
Just for the moment whenever he decides that he can at least do something then. The robe she gave him comes undone easily from the tie and falls down just as quick; he has on his briefs obviously but he is still mostly nude. Just enough that she can get an eye full of his body. The effort he was putting into his training, maybe he won't be as big as some, but he did have quite a bit of muscle built up.
So that just left his answer:)
....you look....beautiful.
(Maybe it doesn't help he keeps staring, either. He sounds distracted as he says that.)
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The thoughts aside, Megumi did seem to be trying to figure out what he can say. Could he even admit anything? Truly, he feels as if things just got more complicated whenever she asked him. His cheeks at this point were already feeling the heat rising in them. If he did say it, he isn't sure what could happen here.)
....if I did?
(The question is, could he deal with whatever happens next? He isn't exactly the best with these things, not being more open on his own thoughts and feelings even. There's a large number of difficulties he has in it, though currently ignoring his head here might not work in his favor.
Not in a sense of it being his usual once Megumi pauses drying his hair out properly. There can be worse things he guesses in a typhoon with the season. A lot worse than hormones flowing and then stuck together somewhat.)
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She sets her towel on the coffee table and takes a silent, steadying breath through her nose. Her chest still heaves with every deeper breath, but she faces him directly and swallows that nervousness down. Her fingers reach up to the hem of her kimono and tug it a little. Not enough to reveal more of her chest, but the implication is there all the same. ]
Do you...want to see more?
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Her tugging did unfortunately catch his attention, from how he dryly swallows, he can't say that he didn't want to on one hand. As much as Megumi is currently in the middle of trying to beat away that part of him with a bat, his interest in her was already there and it isn't like he could hide it forever. Or that's his intentions, was before, to make sure that it never could be found out. At the cost of it falling apart immediately after they were given true alone time.
He really is terrible at this, though he's hesitating on if he should go for more. She did fit his type. Surprisingly. He could try and deny it but that would just mean lying to himself once he fidgets a bit; as if in consideration on how to approach this now. There likely won't be another chance to get out some part of.)
I....are you sure?
(He might as well ask. His head trying to argue aside, he didn't want to necessarily seem like he's being too forward.)
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The real deal is so far a cry from those dramas. Despite her confidence, her pulse pounds so hard in her ears she could almost swear it's audible over the rain outside. But, she nods, slowly. She can't go back after this. Whatever he says or does and whatever she says or does to match...oh, it'll certainly be interesting. Of that, she's certain. ]
I wouldn't offer it if I wasn't sure.
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She's acting confident, he's the one not sure on if this might end well. Even then, there isn't much stopping them here. He'll have to take the offer in the end. Otherwise he has no idea how he might be able to remotely get over this were he not to do that. It'd stay on his mind more than just this night here. He'd even be fortunate if he didn't get distracted more by her during a mission coming up on his mind.)
....show me?
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She offered, he accepted. Thousands of pinpricks wash over her body as her adrenaline soars even higher than before. For a moment, she can swear her head's been wrapped in cotton for how hazy everything seems. Is she overreacting? Probably, definitely, but she can't help it. For all her bluster, she's still going to be showing off her body. The act itself wouldn't bother her in more dire conditions, but now that he wants to see it? That's different. It's so, so, so different.
Still, she rises up to her feet and glances over at the window. Her curtains block off any view of the outside, so they're safe from prying eyes. It'll just be his gaze falling on her, just as intended. That last check is all she needs before she fully tugs open her sash, and her already loose kimono falls first down her shoulders, then all the way down off her entire body to pool at her feet. Her kimono hid it, but her nipples are already peaked from the chill in the air thanks to the rain. No undergarments, naturally, so there's just a soft bed of pink curls between her legs that almost match her nipples in color. Her hands rest against the flat of her stomach, and she does her best to look as if she's not at all bothered to show off. If her thighs stay together, maybe she can hide how not all of her is fully dry just yet. ]
What do you think?
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Just for the moment whenever he decides that he can at least do something then. The robe she gave him comes undone easily from the tie and falls down just as quick; he has on his briefs obviously but he is still mostly nude. Just enough that she can get an eye full of his body. The effort he was putting into his training, maybe he won't be as big as some, but he did have quite a bit of muscle built up.
So that just left his answer:)
....you look....beautiful.
(Maybe it doesn't help he keeps staring, either. He sounds distracted as he says that.)