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Still a bitter tongued girl, but more beautiful.

Capping at two, varying lengths. Who’s game?

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His breath, his voice -- against her ear only intensified the heat that was growing within her. 

Her core reacted ever so quickly to his words, and with his aid as she was trying to free him from the obstacle between them, and immediately, with a sense of urgency, she leaned forward to nibble his neck, lowering herself as she kissed his neck, his collar bone, to his toned pectorals, with her hand teasingly tracing his shape and his stomach alternatively.

His need didn’t hide itself either, especially when he pulled her to kiss him -- the bitter taste against their lips.

“You want my mouth...? That’s quite the wise decision,” she chuckled, licking his lips just as he left her a little nip on hers. Give and take, she thought -- was more pleasant than she had imagined it would be. 

With him finally freed, she stroked him -- up and down, in a consistent rhythm, slowly, but enough pressure -- while at the same time prodding the head, trying to slather it with his pre-cum.

“Then force me to it. Make me go down on you, make my legs weak, Moto.”

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“Mmm, I know, I want this inside me,” hardly drunken -- but she was definitely drunk in the lust that was clouding the minds of her and the man. He was much larger than her in terms of size but that had never been a problem. In fact, that should never be a problem at all. 

The temperature surrounding them grew hotter, warmer as she teased him, rubbing her private part against him even with the fabric between them, but her breathing grew just a little more quicker at each movement, preparing herself for what was to come and happen in her room.

“Moto..."

Her core was growing hotter, and she wanted him. In her mouth? In her lower lips? She wasn’t sure, but she definitely wanted him inside her, that her hand fumbled with the cloth tied around his waist, before finally being able to get it off of him, before she raised her hands to his chest, tracing his toned figure down to his waistline, constantly and continuously teasing.

“...I’m not begging you, but just fuck me senseless tonight.”

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“Trust me, there’s plenty you’d like to see,” she chuckled at his response.

As he sat himself upon her bed, she raised her hands to cup his face, and deliberately, she raised her knee to the top of her bed to lever herself upwards while eyeing him intimately. “Ah, that interests me. And that’s exactly what I hope to invoke -- this mad dog side of yours.”

She leaned forward to place her lips upon his while pressing her body against him just a little more, as she raised her other knee, so that she was straddling him on her bed -- teasing his private part with a little taste of what will ensue between the two.

There were times when she allowed herself to lick his lips during the kiss, her hands running through his hair as she fell into the lust that was embracing the two.

She soon pulled herself from the kiss to lower her lips to his jawline and brush a few butterfly kisses, with one of her hands lowering down to his waist, to brush lightly against him teasingly, before raising it to place her hand against his stomach.

“I have patience in me, Moto. Unless if you beg for me to steer forward, I imagine I will only...” again, she lightly traced the shape of him upwards, with two fingers. “... do this.”

“Now that’s a sight i’d like to see.” It sounded like a challenge to him, a smirk crossing his features as the one-eyed man gave her a shrug but approval for that attempt. Up to her bedroom they went, the private enclosure setting the mood to whatever they had felt like.

Slender fingers trailed down to his chest and the little bit of pressure signalling for him to take a seat on her bed.It was one command he would listen to, sitting on the edge of the bed;Motochika leaned back and his eye invited her to do as she pleased.

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She gave him a sultry gaze at his reply, amused by every words he said. Perhaps soon enough she would be able to have the last word. 

“Well, I am just a little old-fashioned. I might as well be training you, if this were to continue...” she brushed his lips with her thumb, before allowing her hands to fall, and one remained upon his wrist to lead him to her room. Her steps fumbled, just a little bit -- due to her knees that was almost turned into jelly.

Thankfully she intercepted him before she could actually fall onto the floor. She wouldn’t like to admit that he was enough to make her weak.

Once they had walked into her room, she placed her hands against his chest, applying enough pressure to signal that she would like him to place himself upon her bed.

“Now, I don’t want to rush you but I might want to see how much of a mad dog you can be.”

To tame the demon was a task in itself, and not many had anchored his ship from the sea to stop roaming.”The only thing you’ll be tame’in is m’wave..”Motochika chuckled , intended every innuendo to tickle her fancy.Very few times would he pull away from the kiss, teeth slightly grazing her lower lip teasingly; only when she had pulled away herself causing a slight pout on his lips.

“Classy’Lass we are.Chouko. Not many take the time’ ta drag me off to a bed, merely droppin’ my pants once i step’ inside. “

But it was what she wanted and he didn’t mind at all, rather he didn’t care to be honest. This was all a game anyways. An adventure for the pirate to partake in since he lacked his vessel, crew, and weapon.“Lead the way then’ , lass.”

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“No-thing.”

Teasingly she said the word, trying to lighten the weight upon her voice, but faltered. At the very least he could still hear the apparent desire in her speech, and the light touch of his fingers against her derrière did so much to set her blood on fire.

“Then I better tame you--”

He immediately jumped for the kiss, cutting her off and it didn’t take her long until she was immersed in the moment, allowing herself to let him kiss her. Ah, but they were still in the living room, it would be better if they went straight to her room -- her roommates were bound to hear them. 

... She could admit she was just as impatient, but being a woman of stature back at home -- 

Pulling back, with half-lidded eyes still upon the sight of his lips, rather than his one eye. 

“--Let’s go to my room first, shall... we?”

This was how the man liked to be greeted from time to time.Her slender arms wrapping around his neck and her breath tickled the sensitive flesh of his lips; It was indeed a life he did not mind, no matter how irresponsible it could be. “..What are we waiting for , lass?”The man purred from his throat, hands gently placing on her hips but slyly grazed her backside.Motochika wanted it all in Hive. What he wants he was surely to get.

Everything was a cue for things to get rolling, his leg stretching out behind him to kick the door shut so they wouldn’t be disturbed. At least from anyone outside the apartment since he wasn’t aware of anyone currently rooming with Chouko at all.“I can smell the heat from ya n’ its driving me like a mad dog.”

The pirate took the first line of attack when he finished talking.Closing the gap between the two with a heavy yet lustful kiss.fingers soon found themselves giving a firm squeeze to her rear once again.Motochika at least gathered this ones name.Since the last woman he had encounters with did not share her name ( which honestly was best for them both.)

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Her heart was thumping within its cage like an excited bird, during her walk back to her apartment complex.

Admittedly, it was all just the works of hormones -- and she was ready to give it a try -- something a little different, one where she herself was aroused. No, it didn’t matter if it was wholly physical -- she yearned for a little more than a little touch.

The wait felt a little longer than it had actually been, that she couldn’t help but stifle a laughter at his impatience.

“No, I knew,” her voice felt heavy, she was carrying lust with it. Her hands reached forward to his figure, first pressing against his chest, before wrapping her arms around his neck. She leaned forward, just teasing him by allowing a few inches of distance between their lips and her body pressed against his. “So...?” 

Motochika was good at finding treasures of all sorts, and she was indeed something special.A toothy grin taunted his lips, head giving a slight tilt when her finger traced along his strong jawline.Score. “Aye Lass, i’ll try and bite my tongue until then.” With the silly gesture; Motochika would raise his hand to catch that flying kiss. A chuckle escaping as he nodded and gave her a bit time to run home before he would arrive. “There wont be anythin’ quick about it..”

In due time the pirate would make way to sector five, followed by the apartment number he was given. Hopefully he wasn’t stood up cause that would be a first time. “Oi’! Lass.” Banging on the door roughly, her attention surely to be taken now.“ Think I wouldn’t come?“

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“I’m touched that you managed to pay attention to what I said anyway...”

However, this was just a ruse, she has picked up that he never liked her. There was a certain air about him that seemed to vibrate with insincerity, but that didn’t mean that she was going to repel him.

“... Father Pucci, you are here. In Hive City. Look at how much I’ve grown!”

He looked at her for a while. Who was this again? Somehow he doubted it being a regulars of the church…

“ …. “

Oh right. There was that pesky girl from the one time at the market. Name escaped him and he certainly had no interest to catch it.

“ …..Father Pucci. “

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this is a super relevant psa to me, & maybe others.

please feel free to turn any ask responses or memes into threads, chats, or plot inspirations if you should so wish.

that type of thing doesn’t bother me. 

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“I’ll remember, regardless.”

She placed some notes on the bar, and fluttered her eyes at him, with a grin upon her lips. The attention he was giving her felt a little more intense than what she was used to. Perhaps this was a good change. “Don’t exaggerate, yet,” she leaned forward, while tracing his jawline with her finger and whispering the three words and the following, before she skidded and winked at the man with a flying kiss.

“I-5 is the place. I’ll see you there, and be quick.”

Such lewd humor made him laugh even if it was pretty soft.”Then call me Moto’ if it’s easier on the vocal chords.Or maybe’ even C’aptain if yer feeling creative.”Lips thinned more , adjusting his posture but leaning against the table of the bar.First some blond chick and screwing in the church, now some cute Japanese girl who seemed to have control over the situation. Kinda.“Nah, Lass. You smell’ really nice, not even sweat will ruin it.” Motochika lifted his arm and reached to curl his index figure around her dark locks.”Name the place…and’ i’ll show you how a real ship sails the seas.”

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“Hey there, uncle Pucci. Welcome back home to Hive City.”

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“How exciting... Motochika... Might actually be too long of a name...”

“... For me to gasp in bed, wouldn’t you agree?” she chuckled, noting the grin on his features. He was handsome, indeed -- a man of the seas, a man she would have only read about in history books. But here she was, standing in such close proximity with him, with her hands intertwined behind her back. She almost stood aback, if only because she was sensitive. “I smell delightful? You must be mistaken.”

“ I don’t follow any law except m’own. Ah well, Chouko. Just call me Motochika, unless you want to call me sea devil for.. other purposes.”

Her breath had tickled his skin sending a shiver down his spine. The pirate grinning from ear to ear as he knew exactly what could be taking place any moment.“Oh..of course , Chouko. Please, don’t degrade yer’self.. I know a wench by her stench and you, lass. Smell delightful.”In exchange he would whisper back, this time sending a small blow of air to her ear.

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“Chouko Kazemi. I should let you know that I am more used to a lawless world, thus my order of names is at it is. I introduce myself without regards to formalities that most Japanese are used to, The Sea Devil.”

Leaning forward to whisper to him, she lowered her voice, a certain husky sound accompanied her beautiful voice as she spoke, “are you sure you would like a taste of me? I’m rather... What you’d call a rotten wench.”

“Motochika Chosokabe, The Sea Devil. Its a pleasure to know the name i’ll be using later on.”

“Then give in the temptations. Life is’ too fragile aint it ? Aye, I think its just my ways of words.. and perhaps ‘ experience “

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“The war-torn period...? I must know your name then. I would be considered modern, even past the Heisei. The reigning name of my period would be Kazemi.”

“Aaah? How daring, if not dangerously tempting. And no less confident. Is this due to your experience with women, hmm?”

“Ya Japanese? No wonder why i can see a thing of beauty. Sengoku to be exact, lass. And you’re what they call modern?”

“I got nothin’ to hide nor be ashamed of. Eh? Now who said you were, Lass? M’sure if im lacking my sails .. you would be sure to follow.Unless ya are the Master’ type”

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Considering his words, she chuckled, realising that he decided to leave the other subject to drift away on its own. It didn’t matter so much anyway.

“The... ones that humans would have to occupy in order to operate? They don’t quite fit here, nor do they look like yours. In fact, the size would be far too overwhelming for this city to contain. They were made to fight in wars which would require... stronger machines.”

Ah, nostalgia. Or rather, was it pain that seemed to slip in her voice? She couldn’t tell. Due to her usage of her own armour, there were some fragments of her own memories that she lost.

A low hum emanated from Artorias as he pondered over what the girl had said. So he had no choice in the matter… Not like that information would stop him from asking the scientists about it, but it was something to keep in mind. He would refrain from asking further on the matter. “Hmm… Would you mind telling me more about these Armors that you speak of? You have caught my interest. Do they look as if they fit in with this city here, or do they look as if they resemble mine own armor? What drew their inspiration?”

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“... You appear more Japanese than I do, so I suppose it would be time period in our case. I come from future Japan, while you from the times of the pirates. But how interesting... A pirate...”

“Ah? That wish? I hadn’t thought you would let me. But what’s the point of you having no clothing at all, while I am fully dressed? Tell me.”

“Jokes? Lass, I don’t know half the stuff ya were mumblin’. I learned that we all ain’t from the same country er’whatever. Ahah! now those are complimentin’ words.. careful lass you may get that wish’ and I may just have no clothin at all.”

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“Please, I have seen better physique more suited for the role, but you’re welcome. I thought you needed a boost of confidence,” a smile slipped upon her lips. It appeared that he could withstand her remarks.

A chuckle later tailed her smile.

“A comic actor? It’s no wonder you can actually stand my sense of humour,” at the very least, she was lless overwhelmed by his presence, although she would rather make sure that a distance remained between them. She could sense the strange aura of his, and any more familiarity and she would burst. “I must inform you then, that I plan to become a resident singer. I am pleased to meet another artist. Do entertain me.”

November broke out into a much more noticeable laugh. “Ha, ha… ah yes, while I’m honored you think I’m physically suited for the role, nobody’s offered me a part in their little bedroom production. Terribly difficult to get a foot in the door with that industry I hear.” November smirked and shrugged. All and all he was taking it rather well. It was a legitimate idea in fact, considering that he was willing to do anything for money, and did have the looks for the job. 

“I was going to say a comic actor, but perhaps I should retire now, you’ve clearly bested me with your well aimed jibes.” Why it was like a celebrity roast in here. November waited to see what she would come up with next. Insults were certainly a way to make fear seem funny. He was an unknown quantity, so clearly she was trying to take an edge off the unease. No reason to stop her from continuing, he might just get some new material out of it.