[ Unlike his usual tone of politeness that hides a sharp acuity for a mere servant... Yuzuru takes on a more nostalgic, wistful tone. His smile doesn't quite falter, but it does well to express, not hide lingering feelings. ]
Yes. Unfortunately, the family had become destitute through some misfortunes. To help them out of their debts, I was sold here.
[ Enough of that talk though, while Yuzuru was being quite frank, in the end his past experience is just helping him adjust here. He feels his actions can speak far better with words in handling Arashi's garments anyhow, undoing the knot of her obi with deft fingers. In mere moments the silk is set aside and folded like an oversized ribbon. He seems to grab a piece of candy for himself after, but instead he brings it to Arashi's mouth before working on the more practical ribbons that still hold her ensemble and layers together. Think of it as a reward for her patience. ]
Is that so... Then I'd be honored to take care of you, Arashi-sama.
[ Well, that flirting isn't going to go over his head. He sounds almost grateful for her attention, and yet he too is amused a little. Her neck and part of her collarbone are already exposed, so he leaves light kisses there, gently to not leave a mark. ]
[ it's sincere, at least, because what else is there to say to that bad turn of luck? anything else would probably be heartless... it's best to leave it at that, though, letting that line of conversation drop off while she busies herself with, well, watching (or observing, to put it another way) the way yuzuru undoes her obi with deft fingers.
while he sets the silk aside, she's about to take off the top layer of her kimono when--
oh. well, that's kind of unexpected.
she's more used to her flirting being unreciprocated, or for some of the servants to feel uncomfortable, even, so she's mildly surprised by what follows after - the candy, the flirting back and the kisses.
and honestly, it's probably the habitual professionalism that causes her to recover relatively quickly, because he's probably close enough to hear the soft hitch of her breath. ]
... Do you like it? It was a present. [ her tone is probably a little bit more playful, teasing, and arashi does tilt her head to the side, giving him more access. she wouldn't say no to more kisses, clearly. ] I have a weakness for sweet things, apparently~ ♪
[ His tone is soft and reassuring; while he quietly appreciates the sympathy, it's not something to really dwell on for now. Considering the mood right now set by the two, to express some wistful Ness would be a little inappropriate.
That's probably ironic here, but. He catches on her to her hitched breath, she's probably surprised he reciprocated the flirting? He's far from reserved to just sit there and take it... One has to survive being a servant to an arrogant family somehow without losing your pride and dignity. ]
You are quite pampered, are you not?
[ He tugs down her kimono, letting it catch on her elbows. What a complicated outfit... But he doesnt mind gently pulling it apart at all, seeing as he's preoccupied with what's underneath and not even looking down. Yuzuru breathes in deeply, glancing up with fuschia eyes. ]
I would like to try something sweet, myself. Would you be so kind as to grant such a favor?
[ He raises his head to be level with hers, resting a hand on her cheek. He wonders if she'd actually kiss him. It would be a touch scandalous on his part to initiate something like that, but Arashi has the status to play with her new things. ]
Eh... you say it like it's a bad thing, Yuzuru-chan... ♪
[ ...... technically? yuzuru isn't wrong? having servants at her beck and call is literally the definition of pampered, but it's a perk that definitely comes with her station and how she's worked to be one of the top courtesans in this house. she deserves this?
the kimono does fall apart easily in a flutter of red and gold silk, exposing the underlying layers of her outfit when she sheds the elaborate, heavy fabric off her shoulders. it's much more comfortable now even if there are a few more layers to go before he reaches bare skin, evidenced by how she shifts so that her posture isn't completely ramrod straight, like she's not holding herself as perfectly poised as before.
his request is met by an amused chuckle, bright violet eyes meeting his fuchsia ones and holding eye contact for a good few seconds before leaning into his touch.
the tray of sweets is still in arashi's lap, and it's not difficult for her to pick out one small piece of chocolate at random before feeding it to yuzuru, chasing it with a quick kiss that offers only a slight taste of the sweetness of both her lip gloss and the chocolate.
it's with a small, catlike grin that she pulls away. he's going to have to work for it, you know. ☆ ]
Was that to your taste, Yuzuru-chan? Or would you want another taste, something a little sweeter? They say chocolate is supposed to be a kind of aphrodisiac, you know~?
[ wink. she's still close enough to lean in and give him another kiss if he asks for it. it would be scandalous if he initiated it, but arashi doesn't mind indulging in a request. ]
I made no implications, but you don't seem to mind confirming my comment.
[ He would hope Arashi is more comfortable like this. While Yuzuru is a stickler for things in proper order and tidied up, there is something about the courtesan's relaxed posture that's... alluring. The easiness could be contagious were he a more laid-back individual. Is this how her clients feel, slowly being caught in a sweet, sensual trap of her beauty?
He isn't complaining though with the taste of literal sweetness from her lips and the chocolate. Normally, he'd use a towel to clean his mind uth for traces of food, but that would feel impolite here. Spurred just a bit by her behavior, he uses his fingers, the slowly licks them clean. ]
It was. But, I still seem to find greater joy in serving others.
[ Taking another piece of chocolate, rather than use his fingers to to feed her these decadently rumored sweets,he bites on a corner. With close, it's easy to beckon Arashi to take that treat from him. And while continuing to peel away at the layers is tempting, the pace set now is slower than that. He lets a stray hand hand slip under though, stroking her bare side. ]
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Yes. Unfortunately, the family had become destitute through some misfortunes. To help them out of their debts, I was sold here.
[ Enough of that talk though, while Yuzuru was being quite frank, in the end his past experience is just helping him adjust here. He feels his actions can speak far better with words in handling Arashi's garments anyhow, undoing the knot of her obi with deft fingers. In mere moments the silk is set aside and folded like an oversized ribbon. He seems to grab a piece of candy for himself after, but instead he brings it to Arashi's mouth before working on the more practical ribbons that still hold her ensemble and layers together. Think of it as a reward for her patience. ]
Is that so... Then I'd be honored to take care of you, Arashi-sama.
[ Well, that flirting isn't going to go over his head. He sounds almost grateful for her attention, and yet he too is amused a little. Her neck and part of her collarbone are already exposed, so he leaves light kisses there, gently to not leave a mark. ]
Your perfume is lovely...
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[ it's sincere, at least, because what else is there to say to that bad turn of luck? anything else would probably be heartless... it's best to leave it at that, though, letting that line of conversation drop off while she busies herself with, well, watching (or observing, to put it another way) the way yuzuru undoes her obi with deft fingers.
while he sets the silk aside, she's about to take off the top layer of her kimono when--
oh. well, that's kind of unexpected.
she's more used to her flirting being unreciprocated, or for some of the servants to feel uncomfortable, even, so she's mildly surprised by what follows after - the candy, the flirting back and the kisses.
and honestly, it's probably the habitual professionalism that causes her to recover relatively quickly, because he's probably close enough to hear the soft hitch of her breath. ]
... Do you like it? It was a present. [ her tone is probably a little bit more playful, teasing, and arashi does tilt her head to the side, giving him more access. she wouldn't say no to more kisses, clearly. ] I have a weakness for sweet things, apparently~ ♪
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[ His tone is soft and reassuring; while he quietly appreciates the sympathy, it's not something to really dwell on for now. Considering the mood right now set by the two, to express some wistful Ness would be a little inappropriate.
That's probably ironic here, but. He catches on her to her hitched breath, she's probably surprised he reciprocated the flirting? He's far from reserved to just sit there and take it... One has to survive being a servant to an arrogant family somehow without losing your pride and dignity. ]
You are quite pampered, are you not?
[ He tugs down her kimono, letting it catch on her elbows. What a complicated outfit... But he doesnt mind gently pulling it apart at all, seeing as he's preoccupied with what's underneath and not even looking down. Yuzuru breathes in deeply, glancing up with fuschia eyes. ]
I would like to try something sweet, myself. Would you be so kind as to grant such a favor?
[ He raises his head to be level with hers, resting a hand on her cheek. He wonders if she'd actually kiss him. It would be a touch scandalous on his part to initiate something like that, but Arashi has the status to play with her new things. ]
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[ ...... technically? yuzuru isn't wrong? having servants at her beck and call is literally the definition of pampered, but it's a perk that definitely comes with her station and how she's worked to be one of the top courtesans in this house. she deserves this?
the kimono does fall apart easily in a flutter of red and gold silk, exposing the underlying layers of her outfit when she sheds the elaborate, heavy fabric off her shoulders. it's much more comfortable now even if there are a few more layers to go before he reaches bare skin, evidenced by how she shifts so that her posture isn't completely ramrod straight, like she's not holding herself as perfectly poised as before.
his request is met by an amused chuckle, bright violet eyes meeting his fuchsia ones and holding eye contact for a good few seconds before leaning into his touch.
the tray of sweets is still in arashi's lap, and it's not difficult for her to pick out one small piece of chocolate at random before feeding it to yuzuru, chasing it with a quick kiss that offers only a slight taste of the sweetness of both her lip gloss and the chocolate.
it's with a small, catlike grin that she pulls away. he's going to have to work for it, you know. ☆ ]
Was that to your taste, Yuzuru-chan? Or would you want another taste, something a little sweeter? They say chocolate is supposed to be a kind of aphrodisiac, you know~?
[ wink. she's still close enough to lean in and give him another kiss if he asks for it. it would be scandalous if he initiated it, but arashi doesn't mind indulging in a request. ]
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[ He would hope Arashi is more comfortable like this. While Yuzuru is a stickler for things in proper order and tidied up, there is something about the courtesan's relaxed posture that's... alluring. The easiness could be contagious were he a more laid-back individual. Is this how her clients feel, slowly being caught in a sweet, sensual trap of her beauty?
He isn't complaining though with the taste of literal sweetness from her lips and the chocolate. Normally, he'd use a towel to clean his mind uth for traces of food, but that would feel impolite here. Spurred just a bit by her behavior, he uses his fingers, the slowly licks them clean. ]
It was. But, I still seem to find greater joy in serving others.
[ Taking another piece of chocolate, rather than use his fingers to to feed her these decadently rumored sweets,he bites on a corner. With close, it's easy to beckon Arashi to take that treat from him. And while continuing to peel away at the layers is tempting, the pace set now is slower than that. He lets a stray hand hand slip under though, stroking her bare side. ]