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_{[ 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. ]}

[ 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)

_{[ Okay, great. She's done. But is she just done or is she done-done? Did she do and now she's done? Anyway, Gintoki can't help but feel a nudging desire to whine (thankfully, he doesn't actually do that) when she's removes herself, but why? He, too, typically likes things casual and not intimate whatsoever. You know, not as intimate as you can be when you're having sex. Glory holes? Those things are great. He really needs to find an outlet like that instead of.. this. Instead of trying to casually fuck someone very important to him. The childish part of him wants to blame this on her; he did tell her to stay away, but he had every chance to escort her out.

It's true. He wanted this, and maybe, just maybe, he still wants this.

Gintoki is also joining her in gazing at the ceiling wordlessly. Wow, such an interesting ceiling.

When she announces what she's going to do, he speaks softly, though he's trying to make it sound like a joke, it doesn't sound anything like that: ]}

That's going to be hard to do.

[ Tsukuyo is... really quite reluctant to get up honestly. But what else is she supposed to do? She can't just stay here and fuck him all day. Unless-- No. Do not even go there. That's just Cordis talking. ]

Would it be any easier if I poked yer eyes out?

[ She's retrieving the kunai that she wears in her hair as she says that, just to make it that little bit more unsettling.

Fortunately she doesn't seem like she's going to follow through with the threat just yet though, as she slowly gets to her feet and makes her way over to where her kimono was discarded. It's obviously her pipe that she's really after here and once she's got her hands on it she's quick to light up.

It's perfectly normal to be standing in his bedroom, totally butt naked part from her stockings, having a smoke, right? Priorities. Tsukuyo has a plan: smoke first, then she can make a totally smooth and not awkward at all exit. ]

Please don't poke my eyes out.

_{[ It's a quiet plea, but a plea nonetheless, as said eyes are keeping keen contact with where that kunai is going. It goes in her hair and he lets out an exhale of relief. He can't look away, though. He meant it when he said she's beautiful on the outside and on the inside.

He sits up slowly. ]}

You leaving?

[ There’s a good minute or so before Tsukuyo answers that question. She’s got smoking as an excuse right now, sort of. She slowly exhales a long plume of smoke, deciding to try and ignore the fact that she can feel his eyes on her again. ]

Ain’t that what I should be doing?

[ It’s what she should have done at the start of this whole thing if she’s being honest with herself. ]

If it's what you really should be doing, you would have been gone by now.

_{[ Gintoki knows there might be a reason for her lingering here. Maybe it's because she doesn't really wanna leave, but who knows. Apart of him wants to go to her, but he knows better. He probably shouldn't give her too much flack right now. ]}

Make sure the door is shut on your way out, then.

_{[ So demanding. ]}

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