[open] no strings attached

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Majima & Open
What ⬤ Night Parade
When ⬤ April
Where ⬤ Around
Content Warnings ⬤ Cross dress, violence, alcohol, probably smut somewhere.

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[21towin]

[He takes a drink and tilts his head at her.]

Nah! Nothing major. Large crowds attracted by drugs, sex, usually attract less savory types. [Was his excuse, but he was more naturally high strung than just going off of that. With a sigh, Billy takes a load off next to Goromi, leaning back on a hand and giving her another smile.]

Been awful busy.

[no_kyouken]

[ She snickers at this description. Less than savory types? Yakuza literally means good for nothing. ]

Ya don't say.

[ She takes a studiously nonchalant sip of her drink. ]

Ya weren't gonna find any quiet in a brothel, Mister Archer. Ya might need t'go all the way outta town if ya want some real peace.

[ She sets her drink aside on the floor, turning in towards him on her hand. ]

Surprised ya'd find me any more savory than th'rest.

[ Because she's a fucking yakuza. ]

[21towin]

Might be surprised at some of the places that can offer a quiet moment.

[But she has a point, and if Billy was truthful there wasn't much in the way of quiet here. Or really much in the city as a whole.]

So far ya've been a lot more "savory" than the rest. [He hummed, looking amused as he balanced his drink on a knee.] So far better conversationalist than most! Any reason I wouldn't be otherwise? 'Side's the fact that you're not part of the fox's crew?

[no_kyouken]

[ It's a nightlife city, it's quietest when the sunrises and all the revelry is done over. Just the workers closing up all the locations, sweeping and hosing down the streets of evidence of the previous night; just so it can all be done up again. ]

The fox crew wanted t'see me done up, if they don't like th'competition they shoulda thought twice.

[ A fangy little smile, crooked and charming. She's no small amount competitive about her skills. Not usually whoring, but she can play host or hostess with her eyes closed after being thrown into the deep end of that industry against her will. ]

My tattoos scare lotsa people, let alone my eye. Couldn't convince a soul in Sotenbori I wasn't yakuza.

[21towin]

Should've thought thrice, I reckon.

[Hums, he rests his chin on his palm as he leans forward, head tilting to the side. A bemused smile on his lips growing ever larger. Like a cat's almost, sanguine and relaxed, but still warm and hiding layers of mischief beneath it.]

For the tats, ain't nothin' to be turned away from, near as I'm concerned. [A shrug, just as relaxed as the rest of him. Another sip and he leans in closer.]

Whether or not they mark ya don't matter much. What matters in the end is you.

[no_kyouken]

[ This is not the message that has been groomed and beaten into Majima. He has been marked and shamed and he deserves the punishment for prizing anything above the family. It niggles in the back of her mind: what they have been told that they are. Dog, property, weapon.

Goromi pushes the thoughts to one side. It's not her concern, she does not have to be Majima right now. His torment is not part of this costume. Her good eye relaxes, lashes lowered and long with mascara. ]

Now, ain't that sweet. Ya sound kinda sentimental, Mister Archer.

[ She smiles faintly, lifts a hand to his shoulder and plays with the fabric of his shirt. ]

Ya wanna see the whole tattoo, huh? Gonna help me with my dress?

[21towin]

[He watches the other person for a moment, the eyes of a marksman looking over the faint movements of her body. Hm...]

Haha, maybe I am!

[His glass gets placed off to the side as she asked the question.]

Wouldn't say no- [Shifting to fully face her with his body as she press a hand against his shoulder. One of his own moving to rest on her leg in return.]

-so long as you're comfortable with it.

[no_kyouken]

[ She lowers her hand to pet the back of his lightly with her nails; glittery black press ons. ]

Wouldn't offer if I wasn't, now would I?

[ She shifts a little further to the side to proffer the zipper set into the side of the dress, it goes from her hip up past the top of her ribs. It's not a terribly complicated dress, she hardly needs the assistance but is that really the point? ]

[21towin]

Suppose not.

[He leans into the touch, fingers pressing against ribs as the dress slips off. He usually prefers to keep things slow. More so after the overall whirlwind the night had been so far. It made things better, more pleasing and fun.

A hand pulled away from his partner to start unbuttoning his own shirt in return.]

[no_kyouken]

[ She shifts off the bed to get the fabric of the dress out from under her more easily. The dress was doing a lot of the heavy lifting in giving her a feminine outline, without it she's much more boyish. Still pale and sleek, if muscular. The line of her tattoo goes all the way down her back, past her hips, and onto the back of her thighs. Only broken by the black lingerie that holds up her stockings and covers her up.

She bats his hands off his shirt. ]

Ain't that my job, now?