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 Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 5:21 am
The scareoke might not have had quite a reaction like this, unfortunately for Seiji, though she no doubt would have a lot of fun. Singing into her ear and just for her seemed to be what was doing it for her. Just something about his voice that close made her feel really, really good. It was strange, she'd never felt like that before. Not ever. As his hand ran over her back she hid her face and bit her lip a moment, blinking and looking back toward the hand that was suddenly under her obi. What was he doing? Why was his hand going under her clothes like that?
Huh? Biased? Her? Junko chuckled and turned back to Seiji, releasing his other hand to lightly pet his cheek with the back of her hand. "Never! I'm perfectly unbiased. You have a very nice voice...I..I'm not quite sure what came over me just then. I'm sorry." She blushed at her own apology, finding it silly the moment it escaped her. Why was she apologizing? It was pretty clear he liked that! Junko cleared her throat a moment and snuggled close to him again, the hand in his hair gently massaging at his scalp in an idle motion. "Sooo what other kinds of music do you like?" Maybe he'd sing for her again! Junko would love if he sang for her again, oh yes she would.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:04 pm
Technically his hand was only going between her clothes, and in a strictly unsexual location on her body. Regardless, he kept his hand right where it was, fingers dipped beneath her obi, and ran his thumb in short strokes up and down the line of her spine as she spoke. The words themselves enough to draw a chuckle from the ghost boil. Why was she apologizing? "I don't think I believe you, but it's alight." He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
As for music? He had to think about it. What didn't he listen to? "I like pretty much everything, though I guess I have sort of a preference for more macabre things." Maybe. Not really, but if you had to guess by looking at him, one would assume that was the sort of music he routinely listened to. There really wasn't any one thing he listened to more over anything else.
Though lovely as musical theory was to discuss, the boil had other things in mind. "Hey, we've got the entire day off, right?" Pressing his hand to her back to steady her, he sat up and turned so his feet were once again touching the floor and Junko was perched on his knees. "Do you wanna go catch a movie, and maybe something to eat?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:17 pm
Under, between. Same difference. The rubbing to her spine won him another shiver, clinging to Seiji and hiding her face against his cheek again. That always felt nice, but it felt even nicer when Seiji did it! Maybe because she was still wound up from before. She looked up as he spoke, blushing all over again and rubbing her lips together, her eyes closing as he kissed her forehead. Okay, so maybe she wasn't sorry but...that wasn't like her. Junko didn't behave like this! Not ever! It was rather exhilarating to behave differently from her normal self! Heh.
"That sounds fun. I'd like to hear sometime." Junko usually listened to cheerful music, but she had her reasons for that. She really was interested in hearing what kind of music he liked though! It was fun trying something new.
At Seiji's question Junko hummed curiously and nodded, moving as Seiji wanted her to with little fuss. "Mhm! Why--oh!" Junko's face lit up with excitement, her eyes wide and a huge smile on her face. "Like, a date?" Ohhhh, yesyesyes! Junko definitely wanted to! "I'd love to!"
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 4:06 pm
The boil gave her a odd sort of look. "Well ya like a date, what else would it be?" They were dating now, technically, so any outings they had from this point n would be.. dates. Right? He fought of the sudden desire to frown as his mind worked to iron out the logic. Not that it needed ironing, per say, but thinking about it too hard reignited that worried little flame.
Ah, but he'd found a good cure for that worry, and she just so happened to be perched on his lap still. Glancing down at her, he brought his hand up to trace the curve of her cheek with his thump. Bending at the neck to catch her lips in a long, though chaste kiss. All the while curling his arms around her to hold her securely to his chest as he got to his feet. Her own dangling some ways from the carpet. She really was a dainty thing.
After a moment he broke the kiss to smile at her, then set her back on the ground. "Shall we go then?" The ghost took her hand in his and gave her a small tug as he crossed the room to the door, opening it for her.
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2011 3:27 am
"Well it's just...nevermind." She smiled and shrugged off whatever thought she was having. It was silly, so she didn't need to worry about it. They could hang out and go places without it always being a date, right? Junko didn't know for sure. She was new to all this. She didn't realize he was getting worried over things again, especially not when he touched her face and kissed her again. Oooh! This was a lovely kiss! Junko giggled and eagerly returned the kiss, finding more and more just how much she liked kissing Seiji. They were always very enjoyable kisses. When he moved she was expecting something simple such as he was just sitting up again, or readjusting their positions again; Junko definitely wasn't expecting he was standing and holding her up off the ground.
When she did realize what was happening she squeaked and made a move to cling to Seiji only to find her arms were being held in a way that prevented her from doing this, being very thankful when he set her down. That felt much better. "Alright!" She chirped, looking down to make sure Hikari was alright with them leaving as she was tugged across the room. Junko took a moment to slip her sandals on again before letting Seiji lead her out. She was pretty excited now! Scarentine's had been a date, but this would be an actual date like...like in those terribly embarrassing books Calder had suggested she read.
Great Jack were they embarrassing. How she got through even one chapter was a miracle in and of itself.
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