INTRO POST || THE NAKED NOW || APHRO'ED TO HELL

[1st_emperor]

Where the fuck was he?

It was something to wake up in a place he didn't know. It was something much worse to wake up naked in the aforementioned place. It was like some sort of sick joke, wasn't it? He had just finished saving his city, said his goodbyes, did all that crap, and then all of a sudden, he was spirited away to some godforsaken place

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[misamisal2]

When Misa opened her door, she wasn't expecting that sight to greet her. All she could do was stand there a moment, dumbfounded. Sure, she'd found people in her room before, but he seemed so startled that it was nearly comical.

Soon, she regained her senses and began laughing and shut the door behind her.

"It's okay, this place will do that to a person. Do you need any help?"

[1st_emperor]

"...Help?"

He blushed almost instantly after hearing her words. What the fuck? Why were the fucking girls so weird over here too?

"A-ahem."

He wanted to refuse her so badly. He wanted to tell her, in his usual crass and in-your-face manner, to get lost and fuck off, but he couldn't. Something was fucking wrong with this place. Why did it make him so vulnerable, so fucking weak? He didn't like it, but he couldn't fight it. Goddamnit!

"Do whatever you want," came the short reply. He didn't want to look at her. It was fucking embarassing, dammit!

[misamisal2]

Oh, the poor dear. He must be new here and embarrassed. Quietly, she walked over and climbed on the bed to sit next to him.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm Misa, and we don't have to do anything you don't want to - I just know what it's like to be in your situation. We can set limits if you like. How about I use my hand for now, and if you want something else, just let me know, okay?"

Gently, she brushes her hand over the one he has on his length, waiting for his response. She wouldn't start anything without some sort of approval.

[1st_emperor]

He breathed deeply as she placed her hands over his length, nodding. If they were going to do it anyway, then he saw no reason to hold back. Naoya smiled at her, relaxing visibly.

"Go ahead. Use your mouth if you want."

On his part, he wouldn't just let her do all the work. His hands moved eagerly towards her blouse, and his hands moved to remove that article of clothing. His hands trailed down her skin, and rested on her clothed breast, squeezing it slightly.

Fuck, she was so hot.