[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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[starshepard]

Doesn't it? It was a good enough excuse for the Convocation, though. [ He chuckles. Sure, Azem had still been chewed out for the stunt they pulled, but it wasn't as bad as it could have been. The excuse of saving some very rare and very tasty grapes was apparently a good enough excuse for halting a natural phenomenon. ]

Into the bath then? [ He's not disappointed, it's not as if people aren't doing things in the bath or in the shower before getting in the bath.

He watches the way the dress pools between Goromi's legs, it's almost mesmerizing with the way it reflects the light. He's distracted for only a moment before he lets a finger trail beneath the top of the stocking to the clip, undoes it then gives the other the same treatement. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ She tucks her heels in under the bench that she's sitting on, and pushes off the stockings with one smooth motion down the leg each. Her toenails are painted a vibrant sakura pink color. She's wearing quite a bit of gold jewelry that she's... just not going to bother taking off. Which leaves the primary obstacle the sequined dress, the zipper is down the side and she slips out of easily. She's a glimmering, pale snake of woman; broad shouldered with an infuriatingly small waist. Her panties are black lace, a pretty compliment to the length of swirling tattoo that goes all the way down her back, ass, and thighs. She'll shed those too though, without any apparent reluctance. ]

C'mere, I'll scrub ya up 'fore we go in.

[ A traditional offering, the little stools and shower heads are in a separated little area off to the side. ]

[starshepard]

[ Azem finds himself unable to take his eyes off of Goromi as she undresses. All the clothing is new to him and he loves the way it both fits on the body and the way it slips off. He realizes it's definitely doing something for him. He shifts in his seat and wills to a bit of arousal he's feeling away. What good would it do to get all excited so soon? ]

You'll let me do the same, won't you? [ He rises and slips off his robe, letting it rest next to Goromi's dress. In either form, Azem isn't gifted with a thin waist, they're almost jealous. But they're muscular, something that would have been difficult to tell when they met before. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ Goromi gives him a little knowing look of amusement when there's a silent pause before he comes after her. It's not like Majima to be confident in his looks, but it is like Goromi. Confidence is a part of the costume and the allure. She kneels down alongside one of the little stools, her tail draped over the soles of her feet, and she extends a welcoming hand; happy to run her hand along the firm muscle. That's definitely her type when it comes to men. ]

If ya wanna, I ain't gonna complain.

[ She fills a little wash bowl and dunks one of many scented sponges into it before reaching out to run the cool water over Azem's skin. ]

[starshepard]

[ There's another pause as Azem watches Goromi kneel. That tail interests him and he has to wonder what all it can do. Perhaps something to bring up later. ]

I don't think I could keep my hands off you if I tried. [ He responds with a chuckle, settling down on the stool next to Goromi. He'll have to wait his turn, however, as it's clear he's going first.

The touch feels nice as does the cool water. It's enough to send a little shiver through Azem and cause their skin to prickle. ]

Ah... You know, I don't think I've had anyone bathe me before.

[no_kyouken]

Japanese soaplands offer other services, but at th'surface that's what they're for. Cuz it's nice t'have someone take some time on ya.

[ Considering the yakuza own a lot of the soaplands, they don't really think that much about then making use of them. A lot of the yakuza guys end up dating hostesses and soapland girls. Majima had never gotten too invested in any one, but had a favorite or too. He hasn't thought about any of those girls in a long time and for a second it's bittersweet.

Goromi just keeps her hands moving, squeezing soap in slow rivulets before bringing over the little shower head to rinse them away. ]

Been a while since I went too.

[ Because the past three years have been a hell that doesn't compare with Jigoku-cho at all. Maybe she's a little excited to have someone take some time on her too. ]

[starshepard]

Soaplands, hmm? That's an interesting thing to call 'em. Accurate, I guess. [ There is soap, after all. ]

Bathhouses aren't uncommon back home, but they're typically a bit more of a solitary affair. [ And yet, Azem isn't the least bit shy about going around the bathhouse here. Then again, Azem has ever been the strange sort amongst their peers. It seems to be a bit of a requirement for the seat. ]

Not your kind of thing or just too busy? [ He glances back but tries not to move too much so as not to disturb Goromi's work. ]

[no_kyouken]

Too busy.

[ Killing himself to pay a debt that they were never going to let him pay. Goromi doesn't clarify, just hums to herself and finishes up before planting a cheeky kiss to Axem's shoulder. ]

There ya go.

[starshepard]

Ah, I see.

[ Azem senses there's more to it but doesn't push. He doesn't know this person well enough to push their boundaries or buttons just yet. The kiss on his shoulder is met with a pleased hum. ]

Shall I do you now or is there more you wish to wash?

[no_kyouken]

All yours, sweetheart.

[ They have some more in depth polishing ahead of them once they hit the water. She moves a little to settle on the next stool over, arranging her tail so that she can sit comfortably. The dress itself did a lot of the work for that look, but even sitting naked she does a solid job of approximating a more feminine posture. Majima had a lot of up close study of what kind of performance people look for from a hostess, had spent time teaching it to new hostesses too. ]

[starshepard]

[ Azem gathers up what is needed while Goromi gets comfortable. Once ready, he kneels behind her in much the same way she had for him. ]

I'll be honest, I've been really curious 'bout your skin. [ He says as he begins to work the sponge across Goromi's shoulders. He's going to take his time and get a feel for what Goromi's scaley skin feels like. Even trace a finger along the outline of the mask tattoo. ]

[no_kyouken]

Have ya?

[ She laughs, pulling her hair over to one side along the line of her neck. ]

Ain't nothin' special, just like a snake.

[ Not just like, her layer of scale is much thinner than what you would find on an animal. A sign of possession, not a full set of armor. Whatever glittery oil had been put on her washes away a bit under the soap and water, no longer quite as shiny. ]

[starshepard]

You may say it's nothing special, but people typically don't have scales.

[ That bit of exposed neck is just as enticing as every other ilm of skin exposed to Azem at the moment. Somehow he resists the urge to plant a kiss or two on Goromi's neck and back and instead focuses on the task at hand. He works the sponge over her back, working from top to bottom and trying not to let himself get too distracted by both the scales and the tattoo. ]

It's more common with creations or familiar. People really like to let their imagination run wild when creating such things. [ He chuckles. ] The painted skin, too, is new to me.

[no_kyouken]

Tattoos used t'make ya a criminal. So th'criminals figured why not make 'em nice then, huh?

[ She smiles faintly with humor. She is relaxedly mellow under Azem's sponge, just enjoying the nothing of it for the moment. ]

[starshepard]

Why is that so, the whole tattoos make you a criminal?

[ Azem can see why it'd be looked down upon where they're from. But they has no context for these other worlds. ]

[no_kyouken]

Back in th'day they'd brand ya, so everyone would know ya were criminal. Now we do it ourselves, cuz fuck 'em.

[ She laughs cheerfully. ]

Big tattoos like this, you can bet it's a yakuza. [ She motions to the way the tattoo becomes sleeve-like down her arms and thighs. ] Shape like this, outsiders don't get it too often. They know better. Some yakuza got even more coverage than I do, all the way to wrists an' ankles.

[ She turns on her stool to look into Azem's face with amusement. ]

It hurts, it's expensive, but it's part of how ya join. How ya show yer tough enough, committed enough.

[starshepard]

I see. I suppose that is one way to let everyone know someone might be dangerous. [ Though Azem supposes not all crimes would be because the person was dangerous. They've certainly learned that much since arriving here. ]

Well, I think they're quite lovely.

[ Azem smiles in return before speaking again. ] Do you think the clans will expect us to get marked like this?

[no_kyouken]

Maybe, if ya start bein' important enough. It's part've how you show you're with us. Guys with irezumi can't get respectable jobs, or housin', none of that. So you're sayin' you're in it for the long haul.

[ She reaches forward for the little fountain head, using it to finish rinsing off lazily. ]

C'mon, it's warmer in there.

[starshepard]

[ Azem hums thoughtfully upon hearing that. ] I see.

[ It reminds them a little of the Convocation. Once joined you're there until you return to the star, quitting isn't really an option even if Azem did just that. Of course, it wasn't without repercussions.

Though tattoos are definitely not a part of that deal. ]

Hmn, okay. [ Azem places the sponge and everything aside before rising to follow after Goromi. ]