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mistsplitter) wrote2023-02-28 06:48 am
mistsplitter) wrote2023-02-28 06:48 am
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Then she pats the space next to her so that he can sit down with her. They should get comfy!! And just like all the other times they were initially shy with one another, or flustered, or something else, they always found a way to be themselves in the end. Whatever they felt, wanted to say, it was always heard by the other. And there was no judgment! Ayaka is optimistic that whatever happens here will be a learning experience for them both. ]
We would have to establish our roles first, don't we? I don't think I like the idea of a "Master" and a "slave"...
[ But the whole concept, from what they've learned, has something to do with a power exchange. Hmm... ]
A master and... staff? [ That sounds less slave-y. ] A business owner and... a customer? [ Ayaka no ] A teacher and student? [ AYAKA THAT'S EVEN WORSE ] ... I feel like I've read that in some light novels.
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She's sharing her optimism with him And he'd be a fool to deny her. Another deep breath, a sigh through his nose out...and he's right there by her side. No judgment from either side. This was the stage of figuring out how they wanted to do this. ]
Yeah...calling you a "slave" doesn't sit right with me.
[ "A teacher and student?" ]
... keep a secret for me?
[ Because she's triggered the spark. He doesn't think they'll go with "teacher and student", but. She's gotta know. His hand slides atop hers, giving it a squeeze as the atmosphere begins to settle in around them. Even now, sitting beside her before anything can even happen, she's so beautiful. She was someone that he would both protect...and also want nothing more than to see beneath him for as long as he saw fit. A depraved thought, tempered and kept well-hidden until it bubbles to the surface. Much like it was beginning to now. ]
I've, uh...thought about what it'd be like...if I caught you alone after school hours. [ Don't stop there, Cloud. ] Back in Kyoto.
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At least that's one thing they can agree upon! ]
You did say you would like to see me in more costumes... [ Cloud squeezing her hand gave her confidence. Her cheeks have gone red with his little confession, and it is one she will keep a secret, of course! Somehow, she is surprised and also not surprised at the same time. ] I suppose one where I look like a teacher would be something you find attractive.
[ Unfortunately, they don't have that sort of equipment here... Ayaka can't dress up in a more professional outfit. She needs her other hand though, so she gently pulls away from Cloud's hold so she can put up her ponytail into a loose and messy bun. It'll fall back to being a ponytail after much movement since it's not like she tied it in place, but... ]
With glasses? Though... I can't say I find it comfortable to, um, make love to student. A senpai in the faculty, perhaps?
[ Yes, she is once again, taking this very seriously. ]
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It certainly does wonders with finding a way to help the two ease into their predicament. Who knows! Maybe they'll discover their own version of this workshop that excites them. Then again... ]
Miss Kamisato's got a nice ring to it.
[ Ayaka didn't need to do much of anything to drive her beau wild for her. So when she shifts away long enough to put her hair up in a loose and messy bun? He's confused at first, blinking curiously at her as he wonders what look she's going for until she mentions having glasses. Oh. Oh she's...
She's painting a picture for him alright. And he can't help but blush harder to that as he clears his throat. ]
S-Senpai works.
[ The two of you are supposed to be practicing BDSM. Not roleplaying. SDJFAKH ... Although, given the work they've done in the past, perhaps this route wasn't so bad after all. ]
Y'know... [ Cloud collects himself, hands in his lap as he keeps his eyes on her. Just like she'd always wished of him. ] All this time you were training me? In Kamisato Art Tachi Jutsu. You've been my sensei.
[ Now this time... ]
Being your senpai... [ For just one night. Do it, Cloud. She's taking this seriously, now you need to step up. Step up andβ ] Mm.
[ βplace your hand beneath her chin, tilting her to watch you. Don't look away. ]
I think I can do that.
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Their eyes meet, and Ayaka dare not look away. Are they in their roles now? Because things are slowly falling into place. The room around them doesn't feel like it's all red and black anymore, replaced with some tables... Perhaps they're in an office? She'd just finished her first day of work for the school year, and has paperwork to do. Her senpai is in the faculty room with her, and there's no one else there but the two of them. . . ]
Senpai...
[ She has to say it again, now more committed to her role as Kamisato-sensei. ]
I would listen to you and follow every instruction you give me. I'm in your care, Strife-senpai.
[ ... a pause. Ayaka looks away for a moment as she makes a face. That did not roll off the tongue well. ]
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You know, like the porno that you got magically inserted into back in Nippon.]Kami...sato...
[ "I'm in your care," ]
[ And right as he was about to call her sensei again, leaning in to go for a kiss, Ayaka finishes her train of thought.
"Strife-senpai." ]
...?
[ His hold of her chin isn't as firm as it should have been if he was the one being a dom, what with the Ayaka turns away and makes a face. It's enough that the atmosphere the two of them were attempting to build together, a pretend-staff room where she was going to be taken over god-knows-what surfaces... He doesn't want her to be uncomfortable. Not like this. And perhaps it's his own inexperience showing that Cloud wasn't able to keep his own character up for long. His thumb strums along her jawline when he speaks up once more. ]
Call me Cloudβ
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Can we try again? Just this time...as you and me.
[ Just Cloud. Just Ayaka. Besides...he's already feeling another spark of excitement. Sometimes the simplest is the best. Sometimes, just having the real deal and not some fantasy of his girlfriend was the hottest thing to him. The amount of times back in Nippon where they've sparred on a hot summer day, watching the sweat bead down her perfect skin, only for him want to take her around the corner of the estate so he could feel her up...
The fantasy of having her in her classroom when no one was around was true, too. But not as her senpai. But because Ayaka looked really cute in a uniform. Even cuter trying to hide her moans if he were spreading her legs and hiking up her skirt just a little more to get in between them.
Cloud just wants Ayaka. He wants to take this workshop's lessons to heart, but he wants to use them on Ayaka. And if they can get rolling and never stop... They'll need a safe word for all the pleasure he's going to reward her with. ]
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I'm sorry, if I just concentrated, then I would not have gotten distracted.
[ It's not that she doesn't want to do it anymore, but it feels like she's ruined the experience for Cloud and is losing her confidence because of it. She looks away and closes her eyes, will herself to calm down and still her sinking heart. ]
Let us try again...
[ If Cloud wants them to just be themselves this time around, then that would be easier, right? Her breath shakes as she breathes out, and she looks him in the eye again with confidence that he'll catch her if she fails. He always has, always does, and always will. And if Cloud will be himself, then there's no reason for him not to. ]