[closed] when i rule the world

[no_kyouken]

Who ⬤ Goromi & Co
What ⬤ Dates
Notes ⬤ If you want a date ping me: PM | itsabee#1072.

Content Warnings ⬤ Cross dress, smut.




goromi 🎶

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[windfalling]

[ In what can only be considered a miracle, Akiyama is actually on time. He hadn't just showed up to the meeting point moments before she did and he's not out of breath. It's almost like he's a functional adult!

Don't get used to it. ]

Goromi-chan. [ He looks her over with a smile. ] You look lovely.

[ And then he offers his arm for her to hold onto. A real gentleman here. ]

Shall we?

[no_kyouken]

[ She doesn't keep all these dresses. Some of them she genuinely wears for one outing before she takes them to one of the resale shops. It's a lot more fun that way.

She takes his arm with a cheerful smile, and letting him steer the way to the karaoke club. She is just about always game for karaoke, even when it's with a complete trash fire of a man. She thought she was messy until this idiot showed up.

There's some peach flavored drink that's popular in the city for the summer. It's the special so they may as well if it's not disgusting. It's delivered alongside a small mix of snacks and they're left to critique the peach thing in peace. She laughs a little, ]

Well, it don't smell like plastic.

[windfalling]

[ Akiyama's status as a localized disaster can make almost anyone feel better about themselves. It's his gift to everyone: the knowledge that you could always be worse. ]

No, it doesn't. [ It doesn't smell bad, actually. It has the burn of cheap liquor, but the peach flavor isn't cloying. It's the most one could ask for in a special, really. ] So...Ladies first?

[ Because he wants to hear her sing. He's deeply curious about this whole ... thing ... and how far it goes. That and it's just polite to let her sing first. ]

[no_kyouken]

[ Oh yeah, you want her to go first? Fine, she takes the microphone and types in some number she has memorized. She mostly likes pop music, the audibly neon pink kind. She does a nasally approximation of most of them. She doesn't try overly hard to falsetto, just a little upward pitch and smokey softness.

They're much more drunk by the time she picks anything that sounds different; some moody ballad about losing yourself to other people's lies and then finally seeing the light again. It is the most earnest of the selection.

She also plays that off entirely by dumping herself into his lap as its last drumbeats and guitar notes drift off. ]

You're taking me dancing.

[windfalling]

[ Akiyama is an enthusiastic cheering section, to say the least. The drunker he gets, the louder he gets about it. Enjoy that memory for later.

He grunts when she plops herself down, putting his arms around her with a smile. ]

I said I was going to, didn't I? [ His hand creeps up under the hem of her dress just a little bit. ] I'll let you pick the club. I'm sure you've got a favorite.

[no_kyouken]

Ooo, my favorite...

[ She can think of something. She kisses him while she thinks about it anyway. Up close, her perfume is a deep scent made lovely by some fruit note and floral. It's pleasant to be pulled in to, and she toys her nails at the nape of his neck. She lingers there as she decides. ]

Know a spot.

[ The quirk of a grin as she gets up, pulling him along with her. She is significantly stronger than he is, he's coming with her.

There were some fancy places she could have picked, but she's pretty sure she's in the mood for a cramped hole in the all. Too loud, too clouded with smoke and sweat, but it means that she is always in direct contact, her perfume creeping through the cacophony of other stimuli. One's exact dance skills are immaterial in this setting. ]

[windfalling]

[ He would've gone with her regardless, but her strength certainly silences any potential protest. Her choice of venue isn't too much of a surprise. This isn't the sort of date that called for a classy spot. Akiyama keeps close to her, his hands around her waist to keep her close in turn, the scent of her perfume intoxicating in that moment. ]

You've got interesting tastes...Always keep me guessing.

[ He's sure he knows where this date is going to end and it's exactly the sort messy conclusion that suits him. ]