Naomi ♥ [006]

[slutty4science]

Who: Naomi, Raiden, Lavi, Vamp, Adachi, Laughing Beauty, Yosuke(?)
Where: Espoir, Naomi's cottage
Style: First or Third
Status: Open

((OOC: this post is for all white day event interaction))

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[sadomasochrist]

Vamp assembled Naomi's harem in the living room, lining the men up in a straight line. His lip curled into a sneer as his eyes met with Adachi but pulled back into a wide grin when they locked on Raiden. He paced before the group, letting out small growls.

"As you are to be here for the week, there are certain rules you must follow in my Queen's home..." he began. "She will not tolerate fighting inside these walls... You place yourself outside in the event you simply must go at each other..."

His lips curled to a wicked smirk, eyes on Raiden. "And I know I will be out there quite a bit with a few of you..." He shook his head and let out a snarl, shaking his hair back over his shoulder.

"If Laughing Beauty wishes to play with any of you... You allow her to. Except for you, Undying Man..." Vamp began once more, eyes finding themselves back on Raiden. He licked his lips, "She is not to touch you."

Snarl, hiss, an about face and he paced the opposite direction.

"Sleeping arrangements will be decided amongst yourselves. My Queen's bed is mine, however. If I return to see any of you in there and your job with her complete, you will be removed..." His head turned quickly, the bones making a loud crack as yet again, he was drawn to Raiden.

"Except for you... Undying Man."

[subsisted]

Raiden was definitely the odd man out in the bunch, in looks and in attitude.

When Vamp attempted to rally the harem, Raiden remained solemnly, sadly detached, lingering in the back of the group. He knew he had no obligation to follow Vamp's orders, and he would suffer no severe repercussions for defying him beyond their usual man-to-man battles. So long as Raiden kept his weapons and his strength, he would hold Vamp at bay.

Raiden gave a low 'heh' as Vamp listed the qualifications for each 'rule' of the house. Didn't Raiden feel special.

"Huh," chuckled Raiden dryly, head lifted defiantly. "Good thing I just don't plan to sleep." He crossed his arms over his chest. "I'm not here to take your orders, Vamp."

[sadomasochrist]

"You will do as she tells you to do..." Vamp hissed, stepping closer to Raiden.

"...And she will do as I say."

[subsisted]

A livid, determined spark flickered in Raiden's eye, a spark that only skimmed the surface of his tightly-bound emotions. He knew Vamp was right, that the next week would be a battle for his own survival. He glared up to Vamp's towering height as he stepped closer and closer. He couldn't, wouldn't back down, not when he still had jobs to do, people depending on him to complete the mission like the weapon he was.

"... I can still fight you," Raiden said slowly, his voice low and deliberate, a twinge of persistent melancholy in his tone. "I have nothing to fear."

[sadomasochrist]

Vamp's face twisted with sadistic glee. The Undying Man was right; he wasn't here to take orders from Vamp and he still had the power to fight back and stand his ground... And that is what thrilled him. The cyborg was stuck here whether he liked it or not and Vamp would be on him every minute of it.

He licked his lips, tongue making an eager smacking sound before he idly let it hang from the side of his mouth. Sharp eyes looked Raiden's metal form over before he lean down, craning his neck out towards the cybernetic man. Face to face now, watching every twitch of the Undying Man's features.

"Good..." he breathed, exhaling slowly as he took in Raiden's scent, "This is going to be a very... Interesting week."

[subsisted]

Raiden didn't flinch away from Vamp's advance. He maintained his posture, and if anything, his lip minutely peeled back to reveal gritted teeth. His own pale blue eyes were locked on Vamp's red-brown irises.

Nothing to fear, nothing to lose...

He chose not to give Vamp the satisfaction of a verbal response.

[sadomasochrist]

Vamp turned his attention to Lavi and clapped his hands together. He'd never had much contact with the redhead but he didn't strike the mercenary as being someone of consequence... At least, for now. He would naturally keep an eye on him.

"Merely another one of my... Duties..." Vamp said, giving Lavi a nod. "She is usually sedated but she is known for... Greeting our guests in a certain manner. In the event she becomes a threat, do not hesitate to defend yourself."

[show_me_ur_luls]

As if on cue, a pair of slick gloved hands slid around Lavi's hips from behind and slowly, firmly creeped up his chest. A woman's voice gave a low, off-kilter chuckle, tickling Lavi's ear with her warm breath. Her grip was almost too firm and rough, and it wasn't long before her nails raked his chest through her gloves. She dragged her hand downwards, lower and lower.

"HA ha ha ha ha ha HA HA HA~"

[sadomasochrist]

"...Like that."

[show_me_ur_luls]

Oof

Laughing gasped, the wind knocked out of her after receiving a knock to the gut. Her nails scraped against Lavi's abdomen; she slowly sunk to the floor.

And quietly, very quietly, her infernal giggle began to bubble out of her winded chest once more...

[show_me_ur_luls]

"Ha ha ha ha HA HA HA HA HA HA HAAAAA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHA!"

Laughing was downright cackling by the time Lavi cleared some distance between the two. She rose drunkenly back on her feet, unsteady, clearly drugged and unable to walk straight.

"What's wrong? Laugh with me~"

She stumbled toward Lavi, arms outstretched like a ravenous zombie eager to attain its first feeding frenzy.