[Weel 27 |Day 6] Dreaming of You. ALL OF YOU
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The first thing that slams into you is the loud cacophony of voices, the bright flash of lights, the scent of sweat and alcohol, smoke and smoke machines.
Bodies, pressed all around, dancing, writhing, brushing clothes, glistening skin beneath the lights.
Wild clothes and wild hair, and that deep, pounding bass that ( Read more... )
Click to viewThe first thing that slams into you is the loud cacophony of voices, the bright flash of lights, the scent of sweat and alcohol, smoke and smoke machines.
Bodies, pressed all around, dancing, writhing, brushing clothes, glistening skin beneath the lights.
Wild clothes and wild hair, and that deep, pounding bass that ( Read more... )
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[Gau laughed merrily, quite amused at the idea of so many of their friends in a place like that. He's pretty sure there are going to be some strong reactions.]
Too bad there's nowhere like that to take me here.
[More laughter, and then nips at Raikou's ear.]
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[ Soft laughter at his own joke, rich and deep, teased it's way over Gau's cheek a moment before the slick glide of fingertips around the curve of Gau's waist to his spine.
Blunt nails scrapped lightly over sweat dampened skin. Full lips ghosted over the curve of the teen's neck - right before Raikou flipped them both over, so that he could settle above Gau, lean hips pressed to hips and chest to chest.
It took no effort at all to catch and pin both wrists above Gau's head before he arched a brow challengingly.]
After all, we don't really need a club to teach you those things, now do we, Gau?
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But of course, that isn't the case.
Instead, his face is flushing brightly, and he's desperately trying to find air, to find breath, to find moisture in his mouth, to make it move and form words and his eyes keep from closing at the way those strong fingers feel so very right against his wrists.]
N-no, we don't need a club at all.
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He can't help but bite his lip as his breath catches with those softly spoken words, hips rolling against hips in a lazy tease as he leans in closer. He can feel the hint of breath wash over his lips, feel the heat of the lithe body beneath his.
And for all that his own voice is soft, there's still a deep, roughened note to the words whispered between them.]
I know you've thought about it, Gau. I can still see the way you looked at those other ones of us. I've seen your curiosity... so you tell me, hm? Tell me what you want.
[Another shift, blunt nails biting into the skin of his partner's wrists, grip near bruising as he slides a leg higher between Gau's]
Do you want me to tie you up? Whip you? Make you beg...make you bleed? Tell me what you want, Gau, tell me what I can do with you?
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The club reminds him of the Oasis, the throbbing music, the colored lights. But that was not the part that surprised him, nor was the room Raikou takes that redhead to. What surprises him is the fact that Raikou was dancing... with him... If you could even call that dancing. This Raikou wasn't supposed to remember anything about him so why on earth would he be... dancing with him? He watches the dream over a few more times, noting the change in clothing, the small touches that Raikou's mind gave him to make him fit in with the modern setting, the fact that he remains behind dancing with... another blond (which makes him wonder if Raikou actually has a thing for blonds ( ... )
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After all, it does make a skewed sort of sense to him - he's been thinking about all the changes with the off-worlders lately, about so many of those he'd known were gone and how there were so many now that he barely knew at all. About how everyone seemed stressed and needed to find better outlets for that stress.
So maybe this was his minds solution, unrealistic as it may be.
Not that it really matters.]
Good morning, Kira-san. And yes. yes it was. To be perfectly honest, I miss it from time to time - there's nothing like that place here and really, I had hoped to take Gau there someday.
[A beat, then a smile, just a hint teasing.]
Do I need to ask forgiveness for the inappropriateness of my ah... dream actions?
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Ah... no, you can't exactly help what you dream...
It certainly explains a lot about your inspiration for the Oasis.
[He smiles slightly, shaking his head as he remembers that Raikou won't know what he's talking about right now. Which makes him wonder, not for the first time just how long this little change of scenery is going to last. Before the other man could ask though he sighed and explained himself.]
It's a club you opened... even if you don't remember it.
Though... I'm a little... surprised... seeing as you do not remember me at the moment? [And he raises his brows a little, wondering just why he ended up with the role he did considering.]
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[He blinks at that, then suddenly throws his head back and laughs, rich and deep. It takes him a moment to contain his mirth once again, and then he simply cants his head to the side, russet eyes amused.]
Maybe the gods are hinting at something after all, hm? Tell me, Kira-san, did the me you remember flirt with you, by chance? Did he tell you you were attractive, or that you have an alluring blush?
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[A beat.]
You do seem to enjoy the attention.
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[And a light laugh.]
At least you don't appear offended, hm~
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She can't help but stare at it at the end. It makes no sense, whatsoever. Where the hell did it come from? She hasn't seen a place where those lights could be possible, but more importantly, she wasn't serving any drinks with anyone or to anyone.
Isn't Rin a bit young for that anyway?
She leans against her hand, frowning at the Hitomi. ]
Wouldn't mind a bit of that myself. Do you know where I can get it?
[ A pause. ]
Without the table-dancing.
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[A beat, before he chuckles a bit.]
As for the drinks, I'd say you have to wait until closer to midday before the local sake houses open.
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In the meanwhile, you can tell me what sort of other places I might find here. Maybe where that place can be found.
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That's easy enough. We've mainly got a few sake houses and a gambling hall or two here, so Mizusato's pretty quiet. If you want to see true vice, you'd have to go to Yomisato. Although...
If you're going to do that, please don't go alone. We've had problems with drug rings, slavers, and other unsavory things there.
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And that pink haired man, right in the middle of all of this.
.......Yoite always suspected he was even stranger than he looked.
He sets aside his hitomi to go back to pondering the worth of his life in the grand scheme of the universe, something he thinks some of the people in that dream might benefit from trying sometime]
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