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_{[ One handy little thing his room does have is a little bathroom, and that's where he's at by the time she's made her way in the bedroom. He's hastily clipping his claws in there, already keenly aware this wouldn't do. He's gotta have safe hands for groping! And.. everything else.

Gintoki curses under his breath cause it's kind of painful since his claws are more solid than just fingernails, but also, he wants to make sure they're extra dull. Last thing he needs is getting thrown out the window cause he made a mistake and hurt her, but he's learned that through their minor interaction a few minutes ago this isn't going to fly.

The clank of the kunai have his pounding heart settling at ease. Oh, she'll be completely unarmed. Doesn't mean she still can't kick his ass if she wanted to but he's oh-too-familiar with those kunai.. so hearing them put aside is nice. ]}

I'll.. uh, be out in a moment.

_{[ Where were the things they needed? It isn't as if Gintoki had been getting laid so often he kept up with everything on hand. He's also, maybe, a little bit shy cause now he's down to his underwear— maybe he wouldn't be if this was any other girl but it's Tsukuyo. They're the embarrassing star print ones. Truly childish.

Gintoki pops his head out once he has protection and lubricant on hand. Did they really need all of this? Wasn't there talk of people being sterilized in the medbay? Better safe than sorry than try and bring it up right now.

Anyway, that thought completely goes out the door while he gives her a whole look over without shame.. and without saying anything. Awkward! He's so awkward. Sleeping with her has zapped a lot of his confidence cause she's such a strong person.. in both her physique and personality. ]}

[ ...Hey, she still can still use the kunai she has in her hair in a pinch.

Is Tsukuyo surprised by his choice of underwear when he comes out of the bathroom? Not entirely... He gets a quirk of an eyebrow and a faint smirk at that despite her own nerves and awkwardness. By contrast her own are what you would expect; plain, black. It wouldn't be them without some form of ribbing each other over something so stupid as his underwear; it almost helps to settle her a little. ]

...Did ya go out and buy those specially?

[ The clipped claws don't go unnoticed when she moves closer and she's both embarrassed and silently grateful for that... They hadn't looked like the best things to contend with. Gintoki also looks... really awkward. Like she needs to take control again here kind of awkward. That and the whole Cordis thing is making her increasingly crave that contact with him again. Also, just how exactly is he so damn built when he eats nothing but sweet crap?

When Tsukuyo kisses him again, she presses her body to his and cautiously places a hand on his chest, guiding him back towards that stupid futon of his that he was apparently so concerned about. ]

Edited 2020-04-20 06:25 (UTC)

_{[ Please don't use your hair kunai in a pinch... unless he asks you to.

It does, but it also brings to Gintoki's attention that she's looking specifically there, so he can't help but call her out as he sets down the things they'll need within reach. Embarrassing, honestly. ]}

Oh? Did something catch your attention in that direction?

_{[ That is his retort. Ribbing is what he does best with his partners, really. As she takes control again, low an behold, he begins to be assertive himself. His mouth is sealed from a kiss so he can't make anymore dumb remarks, but as she guides him back towards the futon, he takes ahold of her at the waist again, but turns them around so he's leading her to the futon. He'll try to guide her down to sit if she allows it, their kiss breaking so he can busy his mouth with parts of her skin, specifically around her collar bone. He breathes out a gentle command: ]}

Relax.

_{[ You also need to relax, Gintoki. ]}

[ Tsukuyo allows Gintoki to guide her to sit down but... Relax? What does he mean? She's totally relaxed about all of this... Also, yeah, what about him?

She'll keep that protest to herself, for now, because honestly, his mouth is... distracting. It feels good and it makes her mind race to some point where she's actually daring to wonder what his mouth would feel like on other parts of her body.

Damnit. She bats those thoughts out of her head pretty quickly, determined not to let them run away with her and turn her into some foolish flustered woman. That sigh has nothing to do with anything. She's just really, really relaxed right now. ]

...You relax. [ Ah, there it is. Does she sound turned on? Nah, that's just your imagination.

Her hands move to touch his shoulders while he kisses her, almost caressing him a little in silent encouragement. ]

—No, you relax.

_{[ Gintoki??? They can have this argument for hours on end, but hopefully they won't be fucking for that long. Haha, jk, UNLESS..
Now that she's seated, he's also comfortably in front of her and he's about to get more comfortable, honestly. His hands shift around to her back, working to unclasp her bra. Now.. how did this work again? It's been a moment. Meanwhile, his nose nuzzles against her.. near her ear (or where her human ear would be if she just has animal ears? Moonblesseds are wild.) ]}

.. You know, I've wanted to do something like this for some time now.

_{[ Oh? What is this? A confession? Absolutely not. He's just being gross, no matter how much Tsukuyo is hoping for that. Though, his sentence is cut short since he can't get her damn bra unclasped. Gintoki pipes up. ]}

Oiii, what is this? A chastity bra..!?

_{[ WHAT THE HELL IS THAT EVEN. ]}

[ Fortunately someone here has a slightly higher maturity level and isn't going to prolong this argument any further. ]

I am relaxed.

[ ...Well, at least she changed the angle of the argument.

Anyway, she's much more preoccupied with him struggling with her bra at this moment to bother indulging with his bullshitting. Smooth, Gintoki. ]

...Why am I not surprised that ya can't deal with these?

[ Tsukuyo gives him about 30 seconds longer before she sighs, reaches behind and bats his hands away with her own so she can undo the damn thing herself.

She doesn't look impressed as she tosses the thing to one side but on the plus side: boobs. She's almost forgotten to be embarrassed. ]

Edited 2020-04-21 20:48 (UTC)

You would think a courtesan would have something a little more easy access...

_{[ Gintoki, stop being gross. He's joking, but still. Gross man. In either way, he does allow her hands to move instead, but he encourages the undergarment to slide off. He's doing her a favor to not stare at her and instead allow his lips to move lower, finally allowing his hands to get, well, a handful on both of her breasts.

The kisses along the top of her breasts are gentle. He would use his teeth but he's nervous of scraping such a sensitive area with his fangs, so he opts to be delicate. One thing is obvious, though, he's leaving her a hickey or two by merely sucking and soothing over each mark with the flat of her tongue. You know, he could have at least asked.

Gintoki casts her a look by batting his lashes upward, curious of her reaction. At least his mouth is busy so he can't say something else stupid. ]}

Yer'd think the "Saviour of Yoshiwara" wouldn't be so easily defeated by a bra.

[ Such an ass, seriously. ~~look at ur heart, look at ur choices, Tsukki~~

Also, how many times has Gintoki "accidentally" groped one of her breasts? And how many times has he been severely punished for it? She's lost track of how many times she's sent him smashing to the ground for precisely that. It's almost a reflex for Tsukuyo at this point.

Now here he is with his hands on both of her bare breasts, no repercussions and she's not fighting him. She wants this.

Tsukuyo is trying not to look at what he's doing at first, she can't deal with the idea of him possibly seeing her reaction. Her hands return to their previous place on his shoulders though and the moment she feels him sucking at her skin he'll feel her grip tighten in reaction. She looks down then and of course it's the moment Gintoki decides to take a look at her. She had seen that pure lustful look in his eyes earlier, now he gets to see it in hers. Although she's quick to avert her gaze, zeroing in on the marks he's left on her instead. ]

...Did I say I wanted a memento? [ The annoyance in her voice is kind of marred by the arousal that is clearly there as well. Still, she is annoyed. Now she's going to have to carry that little reminder with her for at least a little while. ~~she'd have to return the favour~~ ]

_{[ He thought he'd never see the day when he would be able to get his hands all over like this and be able to live the tell the tale, but he asked her several times and it's what she wanted. Funnily enough, it's what he wants right now too. His eyebrows lift slightly when she looks away and he removes his lips off of her skin with a light, distinctive pop. ]}

Aa? And who wouldn't want a memento?

_{[ Though, he's not one to keep doing something that his partner doesn't like even if she's just letting her denial side show itself. Sadist or not, consent is important. His hands do squeeze as if to bid their farewell and then travel elsewhere, one smoothing over her stomach and over her pelvis, fingertips soon splaying over the outside of her underwear. He presses his fingers against her through her undergarment, aiming to tease with firm, rhythmic strokes. ]}

Can't help it. Your body is beautiful and it matches your soul.

_{[ Oh, oh. What. Before she has a moment to question him, he cuts her short by pressing their lips together again, mouth open and his tongue ready to meet hers.

Giving a person compliments is embarrassing. He really has a hard time looking someone in the eye and sayng stuff like that. ]}

[ He's not the only one thought he'd never see this happen. Tsukuyo doesn't have much time to dwell on that, nor on any disgruntled retort she might have had for that memento response. Because his hands are on the move again and he's touching her exactly where she most wants to be touched right now.

Then he goes and opens his mouth again, completely taking her aback. Even if she had a chance to respond, she'd be hard pushed to do so. If Gintoki finds it embarrassing, what the hell does he think saying something like that so suddenly is doing to her of all people? She never thinks of herself as beautiful, yet whenever he says it, she can maybe believe it for just a little while.

Why does he always have to make her feel things that she shouldn't?

She moans quietly against his mouth, half embarrassed by the sound she's making and half much too absorbed in getting her Cordis-addled fix to care. Her tongue meets his and she's roughly tangling the fingers of one hand in his hair again, only breaking the kiss momentarily to murmur to him. ]

Don't tease me. [ She's never going to ask him nicely, but it's pretty damn obvious that she wants his hand in her underwear. ]

_{[ Come on, Tsukki. Surely you expected some teasing. It's sort of his thing, sexual and not.

He's keenly aware that she's not someone who finds herself beautiful, but that's precisely why he feels the need to compliment her and remind her that she is. She's beautiful when she's like this, when she's fully dressed and smoking her pipe, when she's fighting alongside the people that matter to her.

His hair is thick, wiry, and.. kind of hard for someone to grab a hold of, but she manages just find and his response is a low hum against her mouth. It's not really hard for his partners to find out he does like having his hair tugged. ]}

As you wish.

_{[ Gintoki mutters against her lips, slipping that one teasing hand underneath her elastic band and stroking her; up and down over her clit before making small circles. There's not much else he can say, though, so he seals another kiss over her mouth. He keeps this pace for awhile, halfway waiting on instruction but also halfway enjoying himself. ]}

[ Of course she expects teasing. It's just this particular kind of teasing of his has more of a chance of driving her even crazier than usual.

Tsukuyo curses softly against his lips as he touches her, trying and failing to stop herself making a sound. Any amount of denial on her part isn't going to disguise that he should feel her growing wetter against his fingers the longer this goes on.

She responds in kind with another tug in his hair, while her other hand moves down his torso, sliding down his abs until she finds the front of those ridiculous star print underwear of his - although, probably not surprisingly, she's kind of forgotten about the print at this point. She presses her palm against him, gauging for a reaction while she gently squeezes him through the fabric.

...See, she can be gentle. Which is good, because if he's not going to protest then it's not long before he's going to find himself with her hand in his underwear returning the favour. She breaks their kiss, stroking his cock as she kisses his neck and lets him feel just the barest hint of her teeth. It feels good, just to let a little of that newly acquired side of herself show a little. ]

I want ya to lay down. [ She's not going to ask him nicely either. ]

_{[ Something is just delightful hearing her curse like that. His pointed ears perk forward, as if expecting more. Both of his tails are at it again, thumping lightly against the flooring behind him as they wag. He does feel how damp she is now, fingertips rubbing along the folds of her skin. His breath hitches when he's groped. You know, a proper grope that feels nice for his budding erection. He's about average sized, Tsukki will probably find out.

The little bit of teeth is nice, but he's not one to be too noisy during sex. She does receive a good moan out of him for that though. At her command, his eyebrows raise and he begins to move away from her. ]}

Say no more. I was just on my way there, actually.

_{[ It's not like he had an issue not being in control in this situation. Actually, it was less work for him, so he's fine with it, especially with someone he trusts. He complies, finding himself on his back in no time, his own hands finding her hips and encouraging her on top of him. ]}

[ Of course he was on his way there, she knows what he's like... Even if it's not necessarily in this of all situations. And at least if he's lying back on them his tails might calm down a bit.

Tsukuyo hesitates when Gintoki starts to guide her on top of him, keeping herself where she is. ]

Hold on.

[ She stays kneeling for a moment, reaching up to pluck the two kunai from her hair- Gintoki's a sitting duck like this it's true, but it will become clear enough pretty quick that stabbing him with them isn't her intention though (right now anyway...) when she simply places them on the floor. She then frees the rest of her hair from it's ties - it was kind of obvious that it was on it's way to getting messed up anyway. Tsukuyo brushes a few of the blonde strands out of her face when she does settle herself on top of him, straddling his lap and acutely aware that he's going to get quite an eyeful like this.

She hurriedly tries to brush such thoughts aside as her lips find his neck again, teeth lightly grazing his collar bone as one hand reaches to down between them to return to his underwear. Apparently he didn't get enough of a grope earlier and well, if he wants to be a lazy ass she evidently doesn't mind taking the lead in return. She strokes him rhythmically and it's... kind of obvious she knows what she's doing with her hands. ]

_{[ Gintoki's pupils shrink when he sees her hand going for those kunai, but he remains calm, stifling a small chuckle once he sees she's merely taking her hair down. It's a nice look. Gintoki isn't too surprised, though. What else do you expect from someone who belongs to Yoshiwara.

He takes in a sharp inhale when he feels that delightful sting of her teeth. ]}

Didn't know I'd also be getting a show with this.

_{[ He says cheekily, but it shut up quickly when he finds very shortly after that her hands know exactly what they're doing. Gintoki is fairly certain he's never been with a woman who has handled him like that, and the noises he makes pretty much make that obvious. It doesn't take long before Tsukuyo will feels her fingers damp as well. ]}

Oi, you sure we didn't recruit you from the hentai industry to be in our anime?

_{[ Gintoki, shut up. ]}

[ She's inwardly flailing at that. It's not a damn show, it's just practical! Practical.

She can just about ignore that first comment but then he goes and opens his mouth again when he should really, really be keeping it shut. Especially when she was just starting to enjoy the noises he's making...

Tsukuyo looks up, slowly removing her mouth from his neck so she can look him in the eye. Then ever so casually: ]

...Would ya rather I snapped it off instead?

[ HE SHOULD REALLY BE CAREFUL WHAT HE SAYS WHEN HIS DICK IS IN HER HANDS...

And on that delightful note, she releases him (lucky for him) and is kind of shimmying to take her underwear off. If he's kept his boner after that then he's a trooper. She's left her fishnets on, mostly because they're annoying to remove but the pervert might appreciate it.

If he's too lazy to take his own underwear off then she'll quite happily slice them off for him... ]

A.. aa, no, no, it's okay..! It's okay..

_{[ Even with a threat like that, it doesn't kill his erection (which, by now, is plenty hard.) In fact, he actually moves with haste to undress the embarrassing remnants of his attire. Goodbye, starry boxers. Though, he's also moving a bit too quickly to take Tsukuyo by the waist and settle her back down where she was once they're completely naked. His hold softens and his tips his head to the side, surprisingly keeping his eyes fixated on her face and not the rest of her.

He wasn't lying when he told her she had a beautiful face back with their fight against Jiraia.

Gintoki will also let her do the honors of handling him to get this thing started. He's being good and patient and just following her lead cause, well, he's learned in the past that's usually the best. ]}

You know, I think I'm pretty lucky.

_{[ Pretty lucky what? Huh? That's he's finally getting to sleep with her? Before she can inquire, he goes on: ]}

All this time I was worried a strong soul from back home would never come here.. but then you showed up and I got one of the strongest souls of all.

[ It almost makes Tsukuyo more flustered honestly, Gintoki looking her in the face like that. Even with this new found forwardness from the Cordis moon, it still has an effect on her. It would actually be easier to deal with him doing the predictable male thing and staring at her body right now. Tsukuyo for her part, is keeping her eyes fixed on something relatively neutral, his shoulder maybe ... until he goes and opens his mouth again like that and she finds herself looking him in the eyes again.

One minute he's mercilessly making shit-stirring remarks, the next he's saying stuff like this. Being with him is like being with a damn yo-yo but for some reason she can never quite put her finger on, she wouldn't have it any other way. ]

...I'm glad you're here. [ Yes, Tsukuyo knows there's a good chance there will be teasing for that sooner rather than later and yes, she will, of course deny ever saying or feeling such a thing but she can be honest for now.

She will indeed "do the honours" - if anything it might at least shut him up a for a bit. She takes a hold of him once more, guiding him to her as she shifts her hips a little to take him in. She's stubbornly trying not to make a sound all of the while of course and kind of failing at that. All of the little bits of Moonlacing she had done up to this point haven't felt even anywhere near this good.

Well, there's officially no going back now... But she's not going to think about that. Instead, she'll just go with that instinct, giving him but a moment before she starts to move her hips. ]

_{[ That's how he flows, honestly. His mouth is really untamed and he never really bothered to try and be courteous with his language. Gintoki sometimes doesn't even realize what's coming out of it most of the time, whether it's when he says something really touching or insulting. Who knows, man.

Gintoki settles both of his hands a her hips, his fingers curling as she pushes him along through, lips parting to huff out some air. Already, he wants to move and encourage that sweet friction, but his nibbles on his lower lip and catches her in the eyes as if his silent way of asking permission. He might be a little overly hesitant with her, but he'd rather be like that than do something she didn't want.

Regardless, he is the one to start rolling his hips, though his movements are gentle. She's right, it did shut him up. ]}

[ Of course this of all things finally shuts him up. ~~guys are all the same seriously~~

He's being so tentative with her and honestly Tsukuyo is... kind of amused by it, despite everything. Maybe he's that worried that this will lead to her hurling him out of a window. It would normally be a completely valid concern after all. ~~it still should be, once this Cordis shit is over~~

Her hands move to his shoulders, gripping just lightly at the moment as her own hips begin to move to meet his gentle movements. That is until she decides that she needs more of that friction herself, bearing down on him a little harder while one hand finds itself in that unruly mop of hair of his again. There might be some tugging, maybe just to encourage him. ]

I'm not made outta glass y'know.

[ More like reinforced steel. Or whatever the hell they make tanks out of. ]

_{[ Partially that, but maybe Tsukuyo can feel the slight shaking underneath her that indicates.. he's nervous. He's had sex before.. plenty of times..! But that was with girls on the street; brothels when they were young soldiers and needed a release. This is Tsukuyo we're talking about here. Injuring her isn't a concern, it's the after math of what happens when this is done. He's never been with someone he's so fond with to the point where it's almost romantic. Almost.

Gintoki exhales sharply as her movements do encourage him, but hit him in a particular way that's nice. Yes, he wants more of that. The hair abuse is nice as well. ]}

O-oi, I never said that..!

_{[ "I know you have plenty of experience" his stupid mind thinks, but he actually refrains from speaking. A MIRACLE. Though, that's the green light for him to increase his speed and strength, maybe a it too eagerly. His hands slide down to her thighs and grip. It really is a relief he filed his nails down to nearly nothing. ]}

[ She isn't letting herself think about the aftermath right now, it's easy enough for her to block out any thoughts like that with a combination of denial and her newly acquired Cordis thinking. They were both Cordis and Tsukuyo had just so happened to have come round to his place when she shouldn't have done. It isn't as though she had sought him out specifically for this, or that it would happen again...

He manages to pull another softly groaned curse from her lips when he responds and starts to move faster and harder with her, as sudden as it is. Tsukuyo tangles her fingers tighter in Gintoki's hair, tugging again when she feels his rough grip on her thighs. His touch feels good, he feels good and every time she moves her hips just so against his he's hitting her exactly where it counts the most; something that makes her shudder and the grip of her other hand tighten on his shoulder, her fingernails digging in a little.

Her face is flushed and she's biting her lower lip, just to stop what she sees as the potential embarrassment of moaning too much. Yes, she's got to keep being stubborn in some way. ]

_{[ Just keep telling yourself that, Tsukuyo. He'll be here every Cordis cycle to satisfy that craving. Unless she end up finding someone who is a better lay which is.. pretty plausible given the kind of place they're in.

Gintoki had expected some hair pulling from the woman but maybe not this much. Fortunately, he likes it, for the most part. It's a nice distraction from the other things he was thinking of, but now he can't help but wonder what this would be like in a different position, not like he has much to complain about. She's good when she's in control and he isn't surprised, not in the least.

Although the show is nice, he's finding it already difficult for him to last much longer. While she's suppressing her noises, Gintoki has really given up at this point, though his noises are more like unattractive grunts and groans than wanton moaning.

Please reconsider your options, Tsukki. At least he isn't really talking anymore.

He's decided that she's much too far away and his pace slows just for a moment to drape his arms further around her body and encourage her lower against him. If she complies, he holds one arm across her shoulders and one around her waist, resuming his pace once more. She'll also get some generous kisses along her neck and down the round of her shoulder.

He just.. really likes feeling the entirety of her body against him. Who can blame him, though? ]}

[ 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. ]

_{[ 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. ]}

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