#path of the warrior (izou: the 16th commander)

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@sirensofthefiveseas asked: "I must say, I'd rather hoped 'tea' was code for something a little stronger." From Rose to Izou

A small smile pulled at his lips as his gaze shifted towards their guest before he rose. "It certainly can be. One moment."

Long strides carried him into the ship's kitchen, his robes fluttering around his ankles as the wood of his shoes made the normal clicking sound that marked his arrival wherever he went. He could have changed his attire he supposed, but in truth had never had a desire to do so. This was what he was comfortable in after all.

Retrieving a bottle of sake and two cups he returned to the small area that was set up as a seating area on his crew's ship. The flooring was that of tatami, another hallmark of his homeland and a design his men had insisted on adding on his behalf. Settling back down across from her he offered her a cup before pouring out a serving for her and then himself. "So, where is it that you wish to go? I've been ordered to ensure you reach which ever port it is safely by my captain."

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"An orgy?" Brows rising he mentally noted the chapters she'd mentioned, his interest in the book rising. "I'm curious if they portrayed a man's abilities correctly. Some I've read seem to think we have the stamina of gods." True some could last longer than others, but there was a limit to how many times a man could come a night unlike with women. Some writers seemed to forget that.

Flipping open the book he read the first chapter, features shifting slightly towards a pleased expression. "From the looks the plot will actually be good. It's horrible when the plot is barely there." Flicking to one of the chapters he scanned a few lines before raising his gaze to hers, a wicked grin pulling at his lips. "Cuffs and nipple clamps?"

Robin chuckled softly at the question of her preferred chapters, tapping her chin slightly as she thought it over. “I found chapters thirteen and fourteen very well done.” It was one of the longer scenes in the book, stretching both chapters and was heavily focused on the female narrator’s pleasure since it was her first time with the male partner. The writer kept it from being overly nauseating as some first time scenes she had read before.

“For other good chapters the ending chapter was very well done, and there is a surprising orgy scene in chapter twenty.” That had been out of left field, but it played in the book perfectly well. Usually Robin didn’t enjoy those types scenes, but she had been surprised by how well crafted the scene was. “I believe it was why Nami recommended the book, she probably is waiting to interrogate me on my opinions on that scene.”

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@sirensofthefiveseas liked for a starter from Izou! (for Tashigi)

For someone who had not been born in Wano, he had to admit, her skills with the blade were impressive. Not as impressive as those he'd grown up around, but notable enough that he couldn't help the way his lips rose at one corner. "We do not have to fight."

Dipping his chin towards her normal civilian clothing and the fact that she was clearly here alone he added before sipping at the sake he was drinking underneath the cherry blossom trees. Having come to the Spring Island to restock on ingredients he needed for his Sake and running into the marine while she was clearly on vacation. "For all anyone knows we are mere strangers passing on the street who happen to share a similar interest in the art of the sword."

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@seaoftheworst asked: [ COMFORT ]: sender, after a challenging and emotionally draining experience, settles into the receiver's lap in search of a feeling of comfort. - Marco for Izou

The ship was quiet. Absent of the normal joy that had always been seeped into the very wood. Now that joy was gone. A reminder of what they had lost. Pops....Ace.....and so many others that it was almost impossible to fully wrap his mind around everything. Driving him to sit under the moonlight and stare up at her soft light. Unsurprised when Marco silently joined him, settling between his legs so that he could lean back against his chest.

Without a word one of his arms rose, slipping around the other's chest and pulling him a bit closer. Offering comfort while seeking it himself in the silence of the night as tears streamed down his cheeks. He'd known grief like this once before. Perhaps knew it better than the rest of their crew because Oden and the others had been more than just his Lord and family. In some ways, it felt like he was losing them all over again as well as the pain ripped open the old wound next to the new.

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@seaoftheworst asked: when's the last time you were there? - Ace to Izou

His gaze slowly dropped from the glittering sea to the cup of sake in his fingers, rolling the cool porcelain along long fingers for a moment as the question brought back the yawning years. He'd left so long ago. Traveling the seas then at Oden's side and then continuing to do so after his Lord joined Gold Roger's crew. At the time he'd somehow always thought Oden would return.....that was until the news had finally reached him.

Dead. His lord. His sister. His home burnt to the ground and those that had survived lost. He'd tried to return. Pops had tied him up for a few days to prevent him from doing so.

Lifting his gaze once more he said softly. "It's been over twenty years since I've been home. I left with Lord Oden and remained here when he joined Roger on his adventure."

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At least he knew better than to continue trying to use his sleeve as a napkin. It was an improvement for sure, even if the younger male often still used other's clothing when it was in reach. It was to the point that it was almost considered a right of passage for new crew members.

Reaching up with the napkin that had gone ignored he used it to clean the bits of curry from Ace's hair that had gotten there while he slept. "There, good as new."

Dropping the fabric to the table he then shifted to tap his finger against the map again, pretending nothing odd had happened as he added. "So you found something strange in this area?"

"No, actually," Ace grunted as he continued to stir and shift. Ugh. What was that dream? It was a bunch of nonsense: elusive imagery expertly evaded his recollection as it receded into obscurity. The window was missed. Damn. He would never be able to recite it, though he was certain Izou was not asking for a recap. The very last vignette was caught before it could escape to his subconscious. He was . . . drowning. Features pulled toward his ears promptly. A swift swipe to the underside of his nose and chin confirmed it: curry. Well. That was fucking embarrassing. Instances like this were common for Ace, however. Even if it wounded his pride, he would recover in record time. Fingers crusted with curry fumbled for Izou's sleeve. He caught himself quickly; alerted by the thought of the gunslinger's searing scowl. Slowly, Ace reeled his hand back. Whoops. Instead, he brought his arm up to roughly wipe away the rest of the crud on his face. "Uh . . . is it . . ." Vision floated up as far as it could go before his browbone impeded him. "Is it in my hair?" Ace croaked, lips gnarled to mirror his disgust.

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Slidding up behind her he kept one leg bent before him while the other stretched out. Slipping under a few of her tentacles so that he could move closer to her. Hands slipping into her hair and gently beginning to work at the semi-dry locks. Carefully running his fingers through her hair until it was mostly detangled. Rubbing at her scale as he worked and then pulling the strands into separate parts. Easily braiding several weaves into her hair that would keep her hair out of her way and be comfortable to sleep in.

Only then did his hands slip to her neck, fingers needing at the muscles there. Slowly drawing her back into his chest as he worked, urging her body to relax into him and allow him to support her weight. It was slow and sensual, the only sound in the room their breaths as he worked until she'd finally relaxed into him.

Only then did his hand shift. Fingers trailing along her jaw before tipping her chin back, guiding her lips to his as he claimed them once more. Again, keeping the kiss slow and deep. A lazy exploration of her mouth as his tongue swept over her lower lip before delving in to taste her. A soft moan falling from his lips onto hers as the taste of sake, salt, and something that was just her invaded his senses.

As he kissed her his other hand slid down her body, over the juncture where her skin changed. Trailing along one of her limbs and then shifting it, encouraging her to once more wrap one of them around his body. To let them move as she wished without restraint.

Rose hummed as he lit the incense, watching him move around his room. It was interesting to watch someone in their own space and how comfortable they were in it. As he took off his outer robe she couldn’t help but trace her eyes over the new sight of the under robe. As he came over to the futon she moved her tentacles aside so he had more space to maneuver. It was one of the unfortunate things about her, just how space she truly took up.

The offer for her hair caused a small squeak from her, but she moved her hands out of the mess to let his have space. “This is why I rarely pull all of the water from my hair.” When it was fully dry it stood almost on edge with out fluffy it was. Keeping most of the water in her hair kept it in the seaweed appearance but it meant she didn’t look like one of those cotton puff plants she would see sometimes.

“I look like a right fool with my hair completely dry.” Rose laughed softly as she spoke, tilting her head down slightly so he could have better access to the rest of the curly mess. Once dry it also was a much lighter red than when it was wet, going from a deep crimson to a shade that matched her name.

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"Well," Laughing he couldn't help the grin that pulled over his lips at her assessment. "It looks like I've found a new tester to run my sake by. I had the same thoughts when I tasted it." Gazing at the bottle he then added with another laugh. "The good thing is that the crew will still drink it without caring."

Placing his used cup to the side he reached back for the sakura sake, refilling his old cup before holding it out to her. "Would you like to switch back? Don't worry about the open bottle, the next person to pass will take it happily."

Which was the truth. His crew knew which bottles were reserved for those with a more delicate palette and which weren't since at the end of the day even his bad batches of sake were still enjoyable. There was just a difference for those who had developed a taste for the drink and could thus pick up the more distinct differences.

Rose hummed as she tried the drink, sipping slowly and letting it roll around her tongue. She wouldn’t pretend that she could give any great insights into what needed to be changed, but she could still offer her opinion. Frowning for a moment she took another sip, trying to place what didn’t taste quiet right about the drink. It was good, warm and she almost wished they were on a Winter Island to enjoy it better, but it was lacking…

“It doesn’t have much depth to it.” She finally said, setting the now empty cup down. “I can taste the cinnamon and spice but…they’re flat.” Tracing her pinkie around the rim of the cup she tried to figure out the proper way to explain what she was tasting. “It tastes almost like it’s missing a flavor. I don’t wanna sound like know how to do this but it’s weird that…I feel like it needs to be sweeter? Maybe a dial back on the spice or changing it to a less smoky spice since you’ve already got the cinnamon?”

“Ah….but that’s just my opinion.” Realizing she was rambling Rose blushed and looked away from him, doing her best not to show more embarrassment on her face

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He honestly had no idea how she was even still moving. A fact that didn't matter the moment that her lips where upon his. His own hand rising to slip into the loose braids he'd bound her hair into earlier before gripping softly to keep her there. Keep here where he could continue kissing her, lips moving lazily against hers as he finally started to be able to think in coherent sentences again.

Breaking away with a soft nip to her lower lip he couldn't help the very satisfied smile pulling over his lips as his thumb brushed over her cheek. Finishing the sentence she'd started softly. "Mind-blowing?"

Because anything else wouldn't do what had just happened to his body justice. He'd always been the kind to explore. Unashamed of his preferences and desires the way so many others often were. Yet what they'd just done, what she could do to him, was something he'd never even imagined was possible. "You're amazing Rose."

Despite her mind being blank from the pleasure she couldn’t help a squeak as they fell backwards. As they landed on the floor together Rose shifted herself to try and keep her weight off of him. Panting softly there was a whine in her breathing, eyes fluttering open to stare at the ceiling as she let her body relax fully into the floor.

When he panted out her name she moaned softly, still worked up from what just happened. Her tentacles were just flat on the floor, the suckers curling into themselves as a way to protect her from any more sensation. Shifting her body she whined as the move pulled his fingers and his tentacle from his mouth, from her but she wanted to move onto her side. Once she was finally there she leaned up and looked down at him, still panting.

“That…was…” There was no words really coming to her mind so instead she leaned down and kissed him. One of her hands lifted up to cup his cheek, fingers sliding into his hair as she sucked on his bottom lip. Her body was still twitching, the pleasure still coursing through her.

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He wasn't even sure when his orgasm ended. Only years of training his reflexes had his body almost reacting on its own. Senses hardening his skin around his fingers with armament haki just in time to prevent them from breaking under the pressure of her core's strength as she came undone in his arms. A fact that only had his own body trembling as his nerves fought to remember how to function once more.

The sensation of her wet juices practically gushing out of her would have done him in had her tentacle not already pushed him over the edge. The last of his strength going into supporting her body until her own release had nearly ended before he dropped back. Somehow managing to get his hand under her head so that he cushioned her fall to the floor as he shifted enough so that he wouldn't be fully underneath her.

His own chest rising in heavy pants as he allowed his own limbs to sprawl out, shivers raking through him as the after-effects of being so overstimulated continued to course through him. It felt like his skin was hyper-sensitive to the point that just a breath of air would cause his body to twitch in response. His mind utterly blank even as he tried to somehow string a coherent thought together. Managing to only pant out. "......Rose....."

Rose’s mind was chaos at the moment, pleasure clouding every thought and all she could feel was what he was doing to her. Her tentacle had never been worked the way he was doing, no one had ever focused on them for anything more than a casually touch or squeeze. His fingers were finding every spot that made colors explode behind her eyelids and she couldn’t remember when she had closed them. Everything was to much and building on top of each other.

His reaction to her stroking his cock punched another moan out of her, body twitching wildly in his arms. She was fast approaching the edge of her pleasure, body tensing up with each passing second. Rocking her hips down onto his hand she started whining his name into his neck, jaw aching as she suppressed the urge to clamp down on him. The first bite was one thing, ripping the muscle from his shoulder would ruin every night going forward.

Then she felt him cum and her mind broke. Letting her head fall back she keened loudly, body clenching around his fingers tightly and she only had a moment’s though to spare that she hoped she didn’t break them. After that her mind was gone, her own slick gushing over his fingers and dripping to the floor. That was another difference between her and human females, when she came it was more and often got everywhere. “Ah…ah…Izou..”

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He was lost. His mind was utterly blank and consumed by the female writing in his lap. The multitude of sensations over his body made it hard to concentrate. Tounge sweeping along her tentacle as he bobbed up and down upon it as if it were the cock of a lover, his fingers driving into her core as the sensation of her walls squeezing them had him imagining what it would feel like to be inside of her and then.....then there was the tentacle wrapped around his body. Suckers left marks over his chest and stomach that had noises falling from his throat he hadn't even known he could make.

It was too much and yet not enough. The need for more drove him to give her more as he worked her body as if it were an instrument granted to him from the heavens. He was so lost in the sensation that he didn't fully notice until her tentacle was wrapped around his cock.

Just the first stroke nearly had him coming right then and there as he moaned, body arching slightly into hers and eyes rolling a bit. The hand worked her breast harshly pinching her nipple even as he scrapped his teeth along the top of the tentacles in his mouth. Groaning around it and praying with each thrust of his fingers that she was as close as he was because he wasn't going to last much longer.

That was until her teeth found his neck again and any hope of lasting until she fell over the edge went out the window. His body seizing, mouth dropping open as his orgasm tore through his body. Cum shooting out into his robes and her tentacle so violently he was pretty sure he saw white for a few seconds as he groaned through his release.

Rose couldn’t stop herself from wiggling in his lap, whining as she tried to control herself. Everything he was doing to her felt so new since most never did. The most attentive partner she had before this moment only bothered to figure out that grabbing her tentacles could get her to moan if he did it right. Izou meanwhile was drowning her in pleasure and he hadn’t even undressed either of them.

As the third finger slipped into her Rose moaned deeply, grinding herself down on his hand as the tentacle around his chest moved. It abandoned making marks into his skin and suddenly dropped to his waist and the tip moved into his robes lower down. It traced along his stomach for a moment before dipping lower, the flexible appendage wrapping around his cock and starting to stroke it.

His hand on her waist helped her grind against him harder even as she stroked him. Tilting her head back to his neck she kissed at his skin, tracing her tongue along the bite mark. She couldn’t help herself as she pressed her teeth back into the mark, tempting it to open up again even as she clenched around his fingers and moaned.

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"Rose." He couldn't help moaning her name into her skin as her suckers left marks over his chest and stomach. His body trembling slightly from how much he already needed her. Amazed at how easy it was to bring her to life in his arms, the sounds she was making driving him on as he trailed his lips up to her ear. Nipping again at her soft skin before whispering so that his breath feathered against her flesh. "Show me."

As he spoke his hand shifted to her other breast, beginning to give it the same attention he'd given the other one. The hand on her lower body splayed slightly to press against her before turning to tangle his fingers with her tentacles again. "Show me how to pleasure you Rose."

He didn't know enough about her anatomy to be able to pleasure her the way he normally would for a female. Something he wasn't shy to admit nor would he shy away from learning because he knew there was a way to bring her over that edge without using his cock and fucking hell he was going to learn it tonight if it was the last thing he did. She'd said no lover had truly wanted all of her, so he was determined to prove her wrong now.

She shifted back against him as she felt his hips moving against her, moaning softly as she felt him against her. As he worked her breast she shivered slightly, panting softly as she tried to control her voice. It was a little embarrassing how loud she was getting just by some kisses and a few touches. Her body shivered slightly, pleasure dragging through her as her worked her skin.

When he dug his nails into the larger part of her body, where the tentacles joined together and her slit was hidden under, she whined softly. This part of her was more sensitive that the rest, unused to being touched thanks to it being the human equivalent of a waist. Usually people avoided touching her there since it weirded most people out. As Izou worked on her neck she whined again, tilting her head to the side and giving him more room.

“ah…ah” The soft moans spilled out of her as her tentacles tightened and moved against him, tugging at his skin as he did hers. The tentacle around his chest clung a little harder, leaving sucker marks in his skin when it let go for a moment. He would have to be careful with how he wore his clothing tomorrow, otherwise he’d be flashing the marks all over.

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His mind nearly went blank when he felt the tentacle on his chest move to his nipples. A growl echoed through his throat before it turned into a moan at the duel sensation of having one sucked and the other teased. Shivers of pleasure ran through his body straight to his hardened need for her as his hips rolled up into her, seeking, needing some sort of friction as her head fell back to his shoulder.

The hand on her breast continued to work at her flesh. Massaging the soft mound as his fingers rolled and pinched. Suddenly wishing that he could pull the bud into his mouth. Instead, he settled for returning to her neck. Teeth pulling her ear lobe into his mouth and sucking before allowing it to slide free so that he could nip at the soft skin.

The hand currently caught by her tentacles shifted. Finding a broad expanse closer to the junction where they flaired out from her body. Fingers curled so that he could lightly draw his nails along her skin, providing a new sensation even as he bit a little harder at her neck. Working to leave a mark even though he knew he shouldn't. Yet with the way she was already pleading him, he couldn't help but test to see how much she could take. What she liked.

Rose couldn’t help herself with her tentacles, the ones around his arm tightened and played with his fingers, tugging at the delicate skin along his wrist. The one wrapped around his waist and chest shifted, the suckers walking along his skin leaving marks behind before they reached his nipples. One sucker laid one of them and massaged it as the tip of the tentacle circled and flicked at the opposite side. Her hand in his hair drifted away, arm going slack as she let her tentacles do most of the work.

She moaned at the change in the kiss, head buzzing his need as she tried to return the passion in the kiss. Tilting her head she nipped and sucked at his bottom lip before sliding her tongue into his mouth, whining into the kiss as she shifted in his lap. Another tentacle moved slightly, wrapping around his ankle as a grounding sensation for her. Though it all got shot out the window when his hand went under her shirt.

The skin to skin contact got her to break the kiss, head rolling back onto Izou’s shoulder as she moaned deeply. Her chest arched into his hand again as she panted softly, body shivering at the touch. “Izou…please” She didn’t know what she was begging him to do, but hopefully he did.

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His name upon her lips had him nipping her in approval even as he felt the tentacle around his waist tighten, pulling them closer together as the suckers suctioned to her his chest. The sensation caused another shiver of pleasure to run through his body as he moaned into her skin before pulling away and reclaiming her lips.

He could already tell that being with her would test his ability to remained focused and not fall over the edge. The way she was able to touch more of his body at the same time thanks to her tentacles meant that his his body was already igniting like a burning blaze. His kiss this time closer to devouring rather than the deep sensual one from before.

The hand on her tentacles remained. Tracing and massaging blindly even as they wound around his arm. The other shifted, reclaiming her breast and rolling her nipple again before moving down to slip under her shirt. Gliding up her skin and pushing fabric out of the way so that he could cup her fully. Feel her soft flesh under his skin in contrast to the delicate sucking flutters of her suckers and tentacles.

Rose whined softly when Izou moaned against her, changing her grip in his hair to a gentle hold to make sure she didn’t pull at it. As he moved her closer she hummed, leaning more heavily into him. It had been a while since someone let her rest her full weight on them, most afraid of how heavy she really was. The tentacles were full muscle and it made her weight more than she looked like.

The touch to her breast brought a small gasp from her, arching into his hand while it was there. Being pinned into place was a new experience and part of her wondered how strong Izou really was. The tentacle wrapped around him tightened slightly and the suckers against his skin latched on to hold onto him. Rose felt small in his arms as he easily moved her where he wanted her to go and it was an interesting sensation. As he worked on her neck she panted, eyes drifting shut.

“Izou” She whined as he pulled her fully into his lap, blushing deeply when she felt his excitement against her. The hand holding onto his wrist loosened as he moved the arm, feeling along the toned muscle of his forearm. The tentacles he touched twitched and turned under his hand, suckers gently tugging on his fingers as the thinner tips traced along them.

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He couldn't help the way his body shivered when her suckers began tugging at his skin. A moan of his own falling upon her lips as the hand on her chin moved, arm dropping down to circle around her wasite and pull her father back into his chest. The kiss deepening as he drew her lower lip between his teeth, sucking on it for a moment before delving back into her mouth with his tongue.

His other hand moved to cup her breast, massaging it before tweeking her peeked nipple through the fabric of her shirt and then moving up to her throat. Palm spreading over her collarbone as he moved to hold her in place against him. Another moan falling from his mouth as he broke away from her lips. Using his hand on her neck to shift her head to the side so that he could nip at her ear and then trail hot kisses and bites down her neck.

His strong arms shifted, pulling her so that she was fully in his lap, ensuring that she felt was this was doing to her as he softly growled into her skin. The fingers of the arm around her waist drifting down. The hand slowly sweeping and tracing over her tentacles now that her body was melded against his.

Rose hummed softly as she felt his hands go into her hair. It had been a long time since she had someone else helping with her hair, often traveling alone and needing to do things on her own. Feeling him rub at her scalp and start to braid her hair she couldn’t help but let her head relax back into his hands. As they drifted down to her neck she hummed softly, feeling her body start melting back into him. It had been a long while since she had relaxed so fully.

When he tipped her head back further and lead her into a kiss Rose couldn’t help a fluttering moan that left her. The lazy nature of the kiss relaxed her even further, letting him support her weight as they kissed. As his tongue slipped into her mouth she moaned again, letting her own tongue slip into his mouth in return. One of her hands reached up and laced into his hair, holding herself close to him.

As he reached for her tentacles and gentle moved one she lifted it and gentle wrapped it around his waist. The tip slipped into his robe again, tracing along his chest and stomach. The suckers on it gently tugged at his skin, almost walking along his skin as they felt along his skin. Rose hummed into the kiss, her other hand moving to gently trace along one of his hands.

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Lighting the incense he padded around, lighting a few more lights that were dimmed to give the space a soft glow. He'd grown up with candles as lighting at night and there for found comfort with softer hues in the evening. Then shifting to a hook he let his outer robe slide off his shoulders, catching the material and hanging it before adding his weapons to where they always rested when he was sleeping. Only then did he move towards her, sensing the hesitancy in the air.

The sparking knowledge that something was to come and yet the unknown of how it would start. If it would be awkward or natural. All of it had him smiling softly as he joined her on the large futon, not missing how she was running her fingers through her hair. "May I?"

Lifting his own hands he nodded towards her drying locks and the wild look they were taking. Sensing that beginning gently might be the best approach for her versus lovers in the past that had wanted to be fucked wildly in a buzz-induced desire.

As he lead her to his room Rose tried not to look at the other crew mates, sure they had a pretty good idea of what was about to happen. Instead she focused on looking around the room once they were inside it. The room was interesting and she couldn’t help herself as she looked around his space. The bed was interesting, though it wasn’t any different then sleeping in the sand whenever she couldn’t find a room somewhere to sleep for the night.

At the question she shook her head. “Nah, I don’t mind.” Rose never really got into incense but that was mostly because of the whole fire and water doesn’t mix. She looked around his room more, checking on various things before moving to sit down on the futon. The whole space was very interesting and when she wasn’t so focused on what was going to happen in a few moments she would spend more time exploring.

While she sat Rose ran her fingers through her hair, trying to tame the wild mess it became whenever she let it dry without a brush. She was watching him though, taking him in as he moved around his room. He really was a beautiful man even when he wasn’t trying.