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 Posted: Thu May 26, 2011 9:50 pm
Junko's face lit up with delight as Seiji agreed to her idea, giving a happy little 'yay~!' and rubbing her nose against his for a moment. She was perfectly fine with cuddling like this until it was time to leave for their walk, sighing happily and closing her eyes as he held her. This was how she liked things; no arguing, no frowning, just happy faces and sweet snuggles and--oh hey! Kisses! He hadn't given her any kisses until now! Junko only happily returned the kiss, a hand lifting to cup his cheek and hold him there until she felt she was ready to let him go. He really hadn't given her even a peck on the cheek since he got here; she was almost hurt by that but given that he was kissing her now it was hard to stay mad. A faint blush rose to her cheeks as he grinned at her, nodding quietly and trying to move to get off his lap so they could leave only to find herself being picked up.
She squeaked, her arms moving to to wrap securely around Seiji's neck and hold herself up as he moved about and stood with her in his arms. "Princess? I'm not a princess~." Junko giggled, clinging tighter to him as he bent down until he was upright again. If he wanted to carry her she would let him, though she would have to get down eventually!
Junko took a moment to pick self-consciously at her scarf, feeling worry well up in the pit of her stomach now that they were out in the open. Would anyone see her neck? She didn't want anyone to see her neck. Not right now. Not with how bruised it was. She shuddered quietly and tried to duck her head into the scarf like a hiding turtle, wincing slightly at the pressure it put on the bruising and instead just resting her head against Seiji's shoulder. This was nice, she didn't get carried like this ever and they didn't usually just go out on simple walks like this. It was like an impromptu date, right? Could this be considered a date? Did they always have to be dinner and a movie? She sighed contently and reached up to play with Seiji's hair, nuzzling her face into Seiji's cheek with a smile. "So when do I get to walk on my own~?"
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 1:59 pm
The ghost chuckled at her protest, kissing her temple with cool lips before rolling his shoulders. "You are to me, shouldn't that count?" His voice was soft as he walked with her through the halls and towards the doors leading out into the grounds of the dorms, for her alone. Quite content to remain in their happy little bubble, even as others wandered past them on their way to and from their rooms. He ignored them all, focused on the ghoul in his arms and where he was going, immediate path only.
There was no location in mind, no place to be, so once he'd descended the few stairs down from the front doors of the dorm he let his feet lead him. Following the flow of the path towards the central hub for now, until something struck his fancy.
"You'll get to walk when my arms get tired," he grinned at her, flexing the muscles in his forearms. "Though that may take a while. You aren't very heavy." Not in the least. While she had certainly proven she could be tough, there was still a label of delicacy on her for the jikininki, and it would likely always be there. She was a petite ghoul to begin with, but when next to him she seemed incredibly dainty. It was one of the things he really liked about her. One of many.
Brushing his thumb in small strokes along her side, he glanced off ahead of them then off to the side. There was grassy lawn stretched out with a few thick trees dotting the landscape. He picked one and aimed for it.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 2:10 pm
Finally! A kiss! It wasn't a real kiss like she wanted but it was something. Junko sighed happily and tilted her head into the kiss to her temple, nuzzling her face against Seiji after with a tiny little shrug. "If you say so." She also paid no mind to the students around her, though if someone were to call out to her she couldn't be rude and ignore them. Luckily it didn't happen, so instead she just got comfortable and cuddled up in Seiji's arms. When he told her she wasn't going to be put down until his arms were tired she blinked, tilting her head back enough to look at him. But it wasn't them going for a walk if he was doing all the walking! She pouted a bit as she was called light. "Then I'll just eat and eat and eat until I am. It'll be easy to do with you carrying me everywhere, I won't lose weight if you're not letting me work off the food." Junko replied with a sage nod, as if what she was saying was totally true and plausible. Junko rarely ate though, so it's not like that mattered. The Mistress did all the eating, really..
At the touches to her side Junko suddenly squeaked and giggled, squirming a bit in his arms. "Seijiii! Hehe! That tickles!"
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 2:36 pm
The boy smirked, rolling his eyes down to glance at her briefly. "I do say so." If he wanted to treat her like a princess, then that was just how things were going to be. It wasn't entirely obvious unless you cared to pay attention, but Junko didn't come from a place of wealth and he rather got the impression she didn't get a whole lot of affection in her youth. Which was terrible in his opinion. At the same time, there was something alluring about her total innocence.
The bubbling giggles and squirms that came as a result of something so simple as a brush of his finger made him pause, hands stilling as he made a softly exasperated face down at her. "You have got to be the most ticklish person I know." it was simultaneously adorable and frustrating at the same time. Adorable on it's own, but when he was trying to elicit a completely different reaction.. Well. The hungry ghost wasn't exactly the sort to be gallivanting about with numerous partners, but her was certainly no stranger to the more intimate aspects of dating. He was also very much a young man, and though he seemed to have terribly controlled urges, even the most patient sort can grow a bit restless.
As they neared the tree he'd been walking towards he finally let the ghoul's legs swing down to the ground, standing her upright so she could walk the last few feet on her own.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 2:52 pm
Junko blushed a little as he commented on her sensitivity, brushing her fingers against the side of his neck and smiling apologetically. "I'm sorry. I'm just..not used to well..." She cleared her throat and rest her head against his shoulder, peering up at him through her bangs with what she hoped was the most adorable look in her eyes ever. "I'm sorry, Seiji~." Junko cooed, hugging him around his neck again and leaning up to press a kiss against his cheek before she nuzzled her face into it. He was so patient! And sweet, and kind, and fun to be around even if she had made him upset earlier. She'd had very good reasons for avoiding everyone in the world. It hadn't just been him...it hadn't...
She blinked as she was set down, releasing her hold around Seiji's neck to instead slide her hand down his arm until she was holding his hand, finally looking around at where he had carried her to. Oh! That tree looked like a nice place to sit! Though it seemed to be very out of the way of everything...huh! Well, privacy was always nice. There were no interruptions~!
"Did your arms get tired already?" Junko teased him with a grin, swinging their hands between them as she walked alongside Seiji to the tree. Guess turning this walk into just sitting peacefully outside was a nice idea! She did like it. Once they were at the tree she sat down underneath it, tugging Seiji down with her with both hands. "This is nice, getting out of my room." She chirped, immediately leaning against him and cuddling close against her boilfriend with a happy little sigh.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 3:38 pm
The tip of his nose brushed her brow. "I know, it's ok." It really was, even if every so often he couldn't help but point it out. He was male, somethings just couldn't be helped. He appreciated that she understood, and the delicate brush of her fingers along the line of his neck. It was part of what made his patience worth while. That along with the knowledge that certain things were worth waiting for. To him, Junko was one of those things. When and how she'd become that to him he wasn't sure, but she was growing ever more precious to him.
"Of course not," he assured her, giving her hand a fond squeeze as she tangled her fingers with his. "But if you're planning on eating everything in sight, then a little walking is good for you." he was teasing of course, taking her joke and turning it back around on her.
She took a seat beneath the shade of the tree, and with a tug on his arm pulled him down to kneel in front of her, wasting little time in leaning into his chest. Automatically his hands came up to rest on her back, and he tipped his chin to kiss the top of her head, murmuring into her hair. "I should hope so." He huffed softly, the barest hint of irritation rolling back into his voice at the reminder that she had in fact shut herself away for over half a week. He didn't want to dwell though, not on that nor anything from the week before it. They needed some new memories, happier ones.
Sliding his hands along the silk of Junko's kimono, the ghost pressed softly at her shoulders, pushing her back from him until her back was against the trunk of the tree, leaning inward as he did so. Dropping his clawed hand to the ground beside her hip to maintain his balance as the other roamed up to trace the curve of her cheek, palm cool against her skin.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 3:52 pm
"What if I don't wanna~?" Junko teased right back, trying to sound as bratty as she could manage. It probably wouldn't happen no matter how hard she tried; She would eat the majority of anything Junko tried to stuff her face with. It would never happen even if Junko wanted it to happen.
She heard the irritation and winced ever so slightly, quickly trying to think of a way to get his mind off it. She didn't want him angry. No, no. Angry was bad. But while she was busy trying to think of ways to do that she suddenly found his hands on his shoulders and her back against the tree, blinking up at him with no hidden confusion and curiosity. What? Did he not want her close to him? No, that couldn't be it because he was coming closer. Oh wow. He was really close. Wh-what was he doing so close? Her cheeks felt hot as she cleared her throat and adjusted her position to sit more comfortably against the tree. As he touched her cheek she sighed happily and leaned into it, her eyes drifting closed. His cool hand felt nice against her flushed face, and she lifted one of her own hands to lightly place it on top of his as if to keep it there. Where would it go? It's not like it was going to go anywhere to begin with, right?
"I missed you." She said quietly, a small frown on her lips as she spoke. She had missed him terribly, and it'd broken her heart to see him fall through the crack that had torn through the ground. And then she'd also missed him when she was locking herself away despite having lost track of how many days she'd done that for.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 4:29 pm
He could have echoed her words and admitted how terribly he'd missed her, or assured her that he wasn't likely to go anywhere now that he had her back at his side, but instead he let his actions speak louder then any words he he could have spoken. His thumb brushing the warmth of her cheek, he closed that small gap between them. Stealing a feather lip brush of lips before pressing his mouth to her's in earnest. Cool lips catching the lower bud of that enticing pout so the tip of his tongue could trace along it's length. Hungry for the taste of lips he'd been denied since their parting departure on the boats that had carried them off into a nightmare.
Had it really been that long? He frowned against her lips, brows pinching unhappily at the thought, and the tips of his fingers curled along the line of her jaw and beneath dark hair. Too long. Far too long.
He nudged her leg with his own, crouching with one knee resting between her thighs. Dark fingers tensing within against the ground at her hips and dragging shallow furrows in the grass bare soil surrounding the base of the tree. Eager to touch her, but wary of hurting her in the heady rush of warm skin and soft lips.
They hadn't had any time to themselves, not since the night before the trip, and that had been tame. An evening of cuddling and simply enjoying each other's company. This felt more like the first time they'd kissed. When his music had been playing that soulfully rich song and she'd climbed onto his lap. Her innocent touch tracing electric little shocks long his cool blooded skin.
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 4:52 pm
Now that was a kiss! Junko's arms reached up to hug around his neck, happily returning the kiss. It was okay until he did that weird thing again of licking her lip, eyes fluttering open as her heart skipped a beat and her cheeks flushed hotly. He'd done that before too. Why did he keep doing that? Was that...how people were supposed to kiss? Oh no! Had she been doing it wrong all this time?! But he seemed to like it anyway! And she loved kissing him! Still blushing she leaned in to kiss him again, feeling his frown and wanting to make it go away. No, frowning was not allowed. Junko was going to make it her personal mission to never let Seiji frown while he was around her, even if it was a kiss or just doing something so incredibly stupid that he couldn't help but grin. Like, dance like an idiot or something. She'd do it! She would!
There was the tiniest of winces as his fingers brushed too close to a part of her neck, though she tried to play it off as a gasp or something. He did just position himself to sit very oddly, and his hand was rather close to Her. She hoped he remembered She was there, or he'd be in for a rude awakening with a hard bite from Her. Junko's eyes closed again, moving a hand to bury her fingers into his hair and massage at his scalp. Ohhh, she'd missed this. She preferred the occasional sweet kiss, but Junko wasn't opposed to this; though she was pretty sure she wasn't really ready for much more than this. He would not be seeing her in any less than pajamas anytime soon. Definitely not. Deeeefinitely not.
Junko tugged a little to hug Seiji close to her, leaning back against the tree. She was getting clingy for a moment, so sue her. That trip had been traumatizing, as had her experience upon returning home, and she was still having nightmares over them; Junko felt she was long overdue something enjoyable with her boilfriend. She wanted all of his attention and affection, and she wasn't about to let anything have a chance at taking it away from her.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 4:07 pm
None the wiser to the true source of her gasp, Seiji took it for something good. Bypassing the possibility of angering the mistress altogether. His fingers might have slipped closer to Her, but he was aware she was there, and he wasn't about to put anything within biting range. He valued his various bits a pieces a little too much to risk loosing them to the bacl of his ghoulfriend's head.
He felt her draw away after the gentle sweep of his tongue, and it made him blink at her, lids heavy with something very close to desire. Fumbling to come up with something to say before she'd pulled him in again and reclaimed his mouth. Effectively cutting off any train of thought or impending protests that might have followed her withdraw from him. It also pulled a rather appreciative grunt from the boil, and as her hands sunk into the downy softness of fluffed black hair, his clawed fingers sank into the soil beside her. The other hand drifted along her cheek, gliding down the soft skin of her cheek to cup her chin.
Again he flicked the coolness of her tongue along her lips, damn near begging for her to let him in, and she pulled him forward he was more then happy to comply. Rolling forward on his knees and nearly loosing his balance in the process, snapping his black hand up from the ground to catch himself on the tree beside her head. If she wanted him closer, then she would have it!
Jack, but she was heady thing to tangle with. So terribly naive, pure as the driven snow, and without even trying she drove him crazy with the simplest little things.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 4:30 pm
Junko was unfamiliar with that grunting noise Seiji had just made, unsure of whether it was a good sound or bad sound. It was good, right? He'd let her know if she was doing something completely wrong, right? She was putting far too much thought into this, wasn't she? The Mistress' lips twitched, damn near ready to just gag right now. Ugh. This was so disgusting, why was She letting them do this? It was times like these She wished She could just separate from Junko and go off on her own for a few minutes; being able to do that would be amazing, wasn't there also that ghoul whose legs separated from her? Why couldn't She leave Junko for a few minutes then? She was getting more and more tempted to end this. As his hand moved to cup her chin Junko tensed briefly, trying not to wince again as her head was tilted just slightly. The scarf was coming loose from her neglecting to keep track of it, and from the movements of Seiji's hands. I-it'd be okay for a few minutes, right? As long as he kept kissing her he wouldn't see it!
She felt his tongue again and she paused, her eyes opening just slightly as her brow furrowed. Why did he keep doing that? Was it a hint at something? He seemed a little desperate right now with that small action. It had to mean something. "Seiji..?" She asked quietly, breathless and confused. Why did he keep doing that? Leaning in, Junko kissed him again regardless of if he had time to answer her. She'd need a more obvious hint, unfortunately. Both her hands were in his hair now, threading through it with a happy little sigh. They didn't do things like this very often, but it was nice when they did! Seiji seemed to be kind of...what was a good word for it? Tense? Excited? Was this all her doing? B-but she couldn't have! She wasn't even really doing anything! It was Seiji doing most of the work!
Finally she broke the kiss enough so that she could speak a little more than just Seiji's name, her lips brushing against his. "Um..wh..what is it you keep trying to do?" She asked quietly, eyes fluttering open to look up at him. Though he was pretty blurry being so close to her face.
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 9:01 am
Their lips parted again as Junko murmured his name in a question, and the boil let out a softly frustrated sound of protest. Dark eyes blinking open to narrow at her before the softness of her mouth resumed the sweet pressure against his own and any growled retorts he could have muttered were lost in the blissful haze that filled his head whenever they were so wonderfully close. There were words on the back of his tongue, but for the lifedeath of him he couldn't recall them. Not with the taste of sweet lips on his taste buds.
And then she spoke, putting a voice to the obvious question that'd been on her face mere seconds prior. It stilled him, made him draw back from that lovely face to blink hardened eyes at her. Awkwardness now raising around them like a chilly mist. Why had she had ask? Why couldn't she just let him show her? There were moments where the ghost was convinced the ghoul before him was doing her damnedest to be difficult, but he knew full well the idea to be so frustrating would never cross that innocent mind.
For a second or two he could only look back at her, features contoured in clear pained frustration. He wasn't exactly a shy sort of guy, but the very idea of verbally walking the ghoul through the ins and outs of more intimate romance left him feeling positively squinchy. No, definitely not. The best he could do was show her.
Sliding his thumb along her chin, he draw he to him again, once more dragging the cool tip of his tongue along her lips. Using that soft grip to pull at her chin, urging her to simply open her mouth, and as he did so he whispered against her mouth. Clawed hand moving from the tree to slide within the hair along the nape of her neck, cradling the base of her head. "Trust me."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 6:14 pm
Oh, maybe that had been the wrong thing to ask. Junko blushed again at the look on Seiji's face. He was obviously unhappy with her question. She wanted to badly to apologize, to try and convince him to forget she ever said anything, but she had a feeling that would just make things more awkward than asking what he had been doing just now. Not only did Seiji look unhappy, he looked frustrated. She smiled apologetically, really feeling stupid now. Maybe she really should have just kept her question to herself.
The Mistress was doing Her own version of a facepalm.
At his touches her breath caught and her heart skipped a beat, closing her eyes again as she leaned into the new kiss. Was this really a kiss? It was certainly a strange one! He was still doing that...thing with his tongue, too. What was he intending on doing? She was both nervous and curious, swallowing hard as his lips moved against her mouth. There was a slight feeling of distrust and suspicion in the back of her head, but that was all Her. Junko was more curious, though she did get worried when he chose his clawed hand to be the one to get near her hair. Becarefulbecarefulbecareful! His hand was awfully close to her neck, as well...b-but it'd be okay. Yeah. She neglected to notice the scarf was almost completely hanging off now. "I trust you." She murmured quietly, leaning in a little more.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 10:52 am
The claws nestled along her scalp were very still. Even terribly distracted as he was, he knew of very much her hair meant to her. It was there, at the back of his mind, along with all the other unforgettable little details about the ghoul.
As she murmured against his lips he couldn't help but smile, the barest twitch of cool lips, and before last syllable of her assurance had faded the boil had traced the inner curve of her lower lip with the tip of his tongue before catching her lip ever so carefully between pointed teeth. Nibbling on that soft bud before releasing it and drawing back from an inch. "It's just a kiss, Junko," he murmured, brushing his thumb along her chin. "Just a deeper one that you share with someone special." He chuckled, feeling just a little silly for having to explain something of that nature.
Then again, considering the sort of ghoul Junko was, he suspected he'd have to explain quite a few things throughout their relationship. That is of course unless she got freaked out by this.. Oh Jack, he hoped not. He was quickly learning as of late just how much the futakuchi-onna really meant to him, and the speed at which these feelings had cropped up was actually kind of alarming.
"You're special to me." He watched her face, dark eyes looking for any sort of reaction his admission.
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2011 3:48 am
Junko tensed up when she felt his tongue again, the fingers that had been threading through his hair pausing to just hold onto the back of his head for now. That...that was a strange feeling! But not..entirely unpleasant? Something she'd apparently have to get used to for sure. There was a soft gasp as he grazed his teeth against and then nibbled on her lip, her hold on him tightening slightly. That was a new one! She actually kind of liked that! Was that weird? As he spoke again her eyes opened, looking up at Seiji quietly with a small smile. Of course. Just a kiss. Seiji wouldn't do anything more to her, she wasn't ready for that. How silly of her to be worried! The last part made her pause and double-take, replaying what had just been said in her head again. Someone special? Then he couldn't possibly want to share this with her. She wasn't anyone special. She was naive, and sheltered, and she didn't get out much, and it was only in coming to Amityville that she made any friends at all; she had a mouth in the back of her head whose goal in life was to break her to Her will, who yelled at and snapped at her friends, who tried to make her life miserable. She wasn't special at all. Not in a good way.
What did he just say?
Her eyes widened as she just stared up at him, clearly surprised. But a pleasant surprise! Very, very pleasant. Did he really just say she was special to him? Junko suddenly sniffled and leaned back against the tree, wiping at the corners of her eyes with a tiny giggle of both excitement and embarrassment; she was excited he was calling her special, but embarrassed that it meant so much to her to hear that it was making her cry. "I-I am?" She asked in disbelief, though it may have just been so she could hear him say it again. Junko was smiling, her heart fluttering as she got up on her knees and hugged him, leaning in to steal a kiss from his lips; it may not have been the one he had been trying to give her just yet, but it was definitely an overjoyed kiss nonetheless. "No one's ever said that to me before." Junko murmured quietly against his lips, stealing a light kiss from them again. She was telling the truth; no one had ever said that to her before. Not her family, not strangers, not professors, not even her friends had ever told her she was special in any way, though Riley always praised her for her talents with great enthusiasm to anyone who would listen, and Tomoko had said she loved her but...was she special? No one had ever said she was special. You can love someone all you want and praise them for whatever you want! But that didn't make them special unless you actually said they were...
"You're special to me too, Seiji." Junko said softly, leaning in again to give him another kiss.
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