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[ She doesn't think she's ever heard him go so long without mouthing off and saying something.

Tsukuyo lets herself be pulled close, although for some reason, even though he can stare at her less from this angle, it's almost more embarrassing. It's almost too intimate to her - not that this whole thing isn't anyway but she doesn't want to acknowledge how good it feels being pressed against him like this or how good his lips feel.

She can tell he's close already... Honestly she hadn't exactly come into this expecting a marathon. But she can at least get something out of this for herself before he decides to collapse in a heap then wander off and go get a pudding cup from the fridge or whatever the hell he usually does after this...

This position is good for friction but at this point she knows how to move herself to get more out of it. The way she presses her hips more flush against his and grinds herself harder against him probably isn't going to do anything whatsoever to help him last longer, even if he had the motivation to do that but hey, once she can feel that tell-tale heat building between her legs then she doesn't really care if he's about to blow his load and collapse already. Even if she's doing most of the work to get herself there.

Tsukuyo lets herself moan, eventually - something that sounds vaguely like the word "Fuck" as she digs her fingers into one of his shoulders and lets that heat wash over her. ]

[Even the Iris moon phase has passed, Sougo needs Gintoki right now.]

boss are you good with wood

[It's not an innuendo, okay.]

oi oiii let's back up for a moment

just because we haven't spoken doesn't mean we're not friends anymore
our souls are a lot more stronger than that
it's just something we have to work through

i'm sure you and your friend also have a close bond
you're worried about losing a friend over something? if you lose them, they weren't worth your time anyway

she's not like that
she would never abandon me no matter what
and i feel the same about her

if you feel like your friend wouldn't leave you no matter what, you don't have to be afraid
there are just better and more cautionary ways to go about all of this

don't let the moon get you over you head, kid
but don't give up pursuing something you want

[Gintoki pulled out all the shounen protagonist speeches, there, wow.]

[And... Tanjiro doesn't quite know what to do with it, really. Inosuke did have that fiercely loyal thing going for him, but this is a whole separate issue that neither of them have any kind of experience with. Their souls... were definitely stronger than some moon garbage. Weren't they?]

This whole thing is honestly so confusing.
I really appreciate your time, either way, um.
What do I owe you for the advice?

_{[ Oh, right. This is kind of like an odd job, isn't it? He had mentioned a payment. ]}

you owe me your success with all of this
that's it

_{[ He never had the joy of being a teenager in love or a teenager confused about love and attraction. Instead, he was a soldier or training to be one and that's where all of his focus was: avenging the people that took his sensei from him; that forced him to put his mentor's blood on his own blade.

It would be nice to see Tanjiro's youthful happiness instead of seeing him stressed like this. ]}

Edited 2020-05-23 02:22 (UTC)

Aaaa, right. You were scared I'd step on your feet.

_{[ A valid concern. ]}

What kind of dances do you know, then?
_{[ Being a kitsune has given him the interest in performing and dancing.. something he wasn't really interested in back home. ]}

.........

[embarrassing]

The.... bop?

[SUPER EMBARRASSING]

Wanna teach me?

[okay. well, now he's being put on the spot!

how does he even know such an old dance, anyway? and an American dance, at that...

still, Osomatsu does his best, first doing the steps, then swinging his hips in time with a song in his head. it's not very difficult, but he's looking down at his feet the entire time]

[Honestly, if he weren't in Lunatia Tanjiro wouldn't even be thinking about any of this. It took him almost six months to actually admit to himself that he was thinking about this. ...but Ginotki is bestworst dad, so he'll have to make sure he at least tries.]

That can't be paying your bills very well, Gintoki-san.

_{[ It's a pretty effective way to get him to shut up. He really doesn't get the opportunity to sleep around like he used to in his younger days now that he's got a business to run, a city to protect, and a found family to care for. Ever since he was brought here, though, he's here where intimacy is encouraged and he has no further distractions that he can occupy his time with.

Gintoki is one to give more friction and speed when he's close, but it's rather sudden when he finally comes, one of his hands curling into her flaxen hair as he releases several hot spurts inside of her, also cursing under his breath. His whole body is still shaking but he doesn't stop his pace no matter how breathless he is, unaware of the dull marks his other hand has left on the small of her back. Thank God he trimmed those claws down before they did anything.

His movement does eventually slow, his body pleasantly flushed and doused in a sheet of sweat, a glow still lingering in his eyes. ]}

H—Hey, you done yet?

_{[ WOW. Of course he would ask something like that..!! It's just like a guy to not know if his female partner has had an orgasm yet or not, jfc. ]}

no
but having rent free and ****ing for money is working out in my favor

don't mention it

_{[ Gintoki observes the way Osomatsu is dancing and it kind of looks like something silly and fun. He should have known that Osomatsu knows something like this.

Both of his tails lift off of the ground and he reluctantly tries to follow Osomatsu's steps, both of his pointed ears perking forward. Gintoki isn't watching his feet-- more like he's busy watching Osomatsu's.

He's slow, but he'll get faster the more he memorizes the step movements. ]}

[great, now they just need some old 1950s music and they'll be set. after Gintoki starts dancing, Osomatsu takes his eyes off his own feet and watches the older man dance. huh. he's not bad, he has rhythm. it's a bit surprising]

Since when were you so interested in dance?

[he doesn't sound annoyed. just... curious]

[ It feels good, feeling him come undone like this. The way Gintoki's fingers curl into her hair makes her shudder and she's trying way too hard not to think about how much she really likes the way he looks right now.

And-- Of course he doesn't know - they never know unless the woman makes a big damn song and dance announcement out of it like in porn. Tsukuyo sighs, those spotted ears of hers twitching in irritation while she slowly withdraws herself from him. ]

Yes, I'm... "done".

[ Maybe it's the fact that she just got her "fix" and that her Cordis urges have been temporarily sated but the moment her backside hits the futon again you can see the gears in her head starting to spin off into overdrive as she lays there staring at the ceiling for a moment. What the hell did she just do?

Smoke. She needs to smoke. And not in a sexy post-coital way.

When Tsukuyo finally speak again she just carries right on keeping her eyes trained on the ceiling. No eye contact. Looking at him is bad. Bad. She's trying to keep her voice as calm and neutral as possible. ]

I'm goin' to stand up now. And ya ain't goin' to look at my ass when I do it.

Edited 2020-05-23 23:50 (UTC)

_{[ He's improvising now..! Just look at him, doing a little twirl. ]}

Aaaa, well. It's something I've always known a little bit about, but I think being a kitsune has something to so with it.

did you do it finally??
do you need a coffin for hijikata-kun??

it'll take a lot of wood to fit both his body and his ego in there

_{[ Something about this text sounds hopeful. ]}

[yeah, yeah. Gintoki's just better at everything. at least that's what Osomatsu believes]

Really...

[he thinks about that for a moment, stopping the dance]

You know, last month, my moonblessing form was different, too. Like, I was still Iris, I think? 'cause it happened on those days, but I didn't look like how I normally looked. I didn't have antlers, or wings. I looked more... fishy...

Yeah? Did you have tentacles?

_{[ why is this a casual question Gintoki asks here now? ]}

[he was getting to it!]

Sure did.

Oiii, that isn't fair..! I want tentacles..!!
Why do all the virgins I talk to get tentacles..!? They don't deserve that kind of power..!

_{[ GIN-CHAN.. ]}

I deserve it! I've been here for, like, almost a year!

[a beat]

Are you threatened, Gin-chan? Of my tentacle power?

Absolutely not..!! I want to speak to the tentacle manager about this..!
Who do I file a complaint to, aaa!? D*c Ock? Squ*dward..!?

[those were sure some references in there. Osomatsu laughs, feeling more relaxed]

Look, it's probably an Iris thing. And bein' an Iris sucks, so I wouldn't recommend it.

[Sougo's thoughts reading Gintoki's tweet back: god I wish that were me]

no i wish though

but you'd get plenty of wood from the stick up his ass

[He hesitates before sending the next text. But then he remembers how Gintoki was there for both Mitsuba and Sougo himself during that time. Hopefully, the meaning behind his words would be understood without any more explanation.]

can you make something like a small altar

Edited 2020-05-25 04:23 (UTC)

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