jigokulogs | September 2022 Mini Event

September 2022 Mini Event

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While an official announcement hasn't been made yet, it is all but guaranteed that each faction will be sending out forces into the Wasteland to confront Iron Bear for that 100 Billion Bounty. Meanwhile, though...

1. SHUTEN CLAN

Training Day

The street gangs in the area continue to be of note. Normally, this would be a cause for some concern among the Shuten Clan. However, they're good news this time around. The glory of the bounty has caused several of the old gangs to disband and swear up with the Shuten Clan, instead of being a thorn in Toraguma's side. With new recruits, that means it's training day again. Get the new guys into shape by showing them the ropes. Team up among yourselves and instruct these unruly street bros what it means to be a member of the Shuten Clan!

Training day is expected to be rough, but hopefully it's a nice change of pace to be the one barking orders. Initiation rituals can range from hardcore drinking contests, to tests of physical strength, all the way to old reliable: fighting it out. You have a long lead on how creative and demanding you want to be. It's your clan too, after all.

Tools of the Trade

The bounty has just boosted the Shuten Clan's numbers, it has also triggered an increase for demand in weapons and arms. The Shuten's are seeing increased profits in their smuggling business. Sellers are being met with both would-be bounty hunters, and average citizens who are feeling anxious about the state of the world. Currently, Shuten arms shipments are a target to both thieves and the police. They need your protection. Thieves are not necessarily unaffiliated, the other factions would like in on this profit margin.

The Shuten Clan is calling on their lost souls to help transport, protect, and sell weapons. They want you to get these arms into the hands of anyone with the cash. To make your sales, you may want to demonstrate the unique benefits of the different options available. Clients come from all factions, so be on your best behavior to impress, and don't get caught up in a stupid sting operation. The Clan is not interested in losing money bailing you out.

OOC note; Any character outside Shuten can post a top-level trying to obtain Shuten weapons, either purchasing or attempting to steal them. Enma characters can also post top-levels related to this prompt.

2. TAMAMO CLAN

Bottom's Up

The fervor surrounding the bounty and the Wasteland is stressful. The Tamamo Clan specializes in stress relief of all kinds, and they are offering up some new potions just for the occasion. Some of these shady products are little more than placebos, while others might have actual effects. No one can really tell which is which, they all taste the same (read: bad). They might make you feel relaxed, or they might make you even more stressed out. That stress might even end up radiating onto the people around you. Who knows what they'll do, really. It's a dicey option, but maybe the distraction is worth it.

As this is the Tamamo Clan we're talking about, some of these potions will be aphrodisiac in nature. Hey, it's a form of stress relief. Still, the quality and intensity of these potions varies greatly, you don't entirely know what kind of ride you're signing up for.

The big gaps in quality of these potions is due to their rushed creation. Like all the other factions, the Tamamo Clan has other priorities right now as they prepare to head out...

OOC note: This is another "anyone can post a top level related to this prompt" one. We do ask if you're leaning towards the aphro option to properly label your top levels with the appropriate warnings!

Ancient Arts

Even the relaxed Tamamo Clan is feeling the tension in the city. Tenkohime has ordered mandatory weapons drills with the magical weapons in the Clan's armory. She's preparing for war and wants everyone to be at their best. You need to know every tool at your disposal. There are seals, explosives, traps, and more; some stranger than others. Test them on each other and maybe the unsuspecting members of other factions... Just try not to actually kill each other.

Weapons drills will be conducted where lost souls are encouraged to experiment with how different seals will interact with different weapons and abilities. Those who opine that the Tamamo Clan is merely the clan of "fox bitches" will be in a for a rude awakening when all the smiling threats become reality. Tenkohime herself, along with the old fox Kinsei, will be supervising training. Hunter Anna, who works alongside Kinsei in the armory, is also available to share a wealth of knowledge and tips.

They are all watching you with high expectations.

3. SUTOKU ALLIANCE

Jigokucho's Got Talent Part 2

While the last-minute help with filling holes in various clubs bookings was appreciated, a more permanent solution for Moonday's unfortunate hiatus is needed, urgently. One can't just replace the most popular band in the city overnight! It's time to look for Jigokucho's next top performance act to begin in earnest. And that means auditions.

All factions are encouraged to stop by Konoha to audition, but all the acts are judged solely by Alliance swear-ins. Your fate will ultimately come down to whether Sutoku can even tolerate you in their clubs, though. Hope your reputation doesn't precede you. Will you become a hit, or will you get the gong? The only way to find out is to try!

OOC note: Again, this prompt is more or less open to everyone. Sutoku characters are the only ones who can play the part of talent judge.

Running with Wolves

The White Wolves have concerns about the physical fitness of the Sutoku Clan. If we're going to the Wasteland, you need to be able to survive out there! The solution? Exercise drills! Mandatory ones! Yes, this means all you chain-smokers out there. You must pass the White Wolves' extremely high standards. Hope you like push-ups. And sit-ups. And pull-ups. There will also be a lot of running, sprinting, leaping, and other field sports.

Every single Sutoku swear-in is expected to participate. Even if you're an officer. Especially if you're an officer. No excuses will be accepted. And, look: even the Daitengu is participating. They seem to be having fun. You can try to weasel out of it, but good luck. The White Wolves are always vigilant, and they have perfected the disappointed puppy dog face. It will rend your heart in two more effectively than any swipe from their giant swords.

If you are looking for an example of White Wolves' standards, look to your resident junior member: Megumi.

4. DEPARTMENT OF THE ENMA

Friendly Reminder!

Despite the Department's best efforts, the unaffiliated bounty hunters continue to be a problem. There are just too many jerks out there looking for a payday, and the Enma's Department just can't handle them all. They may be the arbiters of law and order in the city, but they can only be in so many places at once. The manpower just isn't there for a full crackdown. But, at some point, inspiration strikes:

A memo circulates among department members instructing them to create several Public Service Announcements to dissuade these miscreants. Come up with creative setting ideas, involve the other members of the Department, and maybe some other factions, too. The best PSAs will receive a small token of the Enma's appreciation: a one-of-a-kind commemorative mug. Show these bounty hunters that their behavior will not be tolerated!

Toys for Good Children

The bounty hunters rounded up thus far have provided the Department with something useful: all of their confiscated gear. Melee weapons, guns, survival tools of all shapes, and a large collection of swords. The big item on the menu is weapons and ammunition, a lot of it. So much so that the storage at Kaigo no Bou is starting to burst at the seams.

Their weapons and tools may prove useful to the Enma...Well, once everyone figures out just what this stuff does. Some of it is your standard weaponry, some of it defies explanation. Sort through the gear and find what's useful, and what isn't. Anything that isn't too dangerous can be sent right back out on the streets. Give it to some thugs as a gift, they'll be grateful and maybe cause problems for the more chaotic factions. It's not your problem once it leaves your hands. And if you happen to get something in return for your generous donation? No one saw a thing.

OOC note; Another prompt where mostly anyone can participate, at least in the "letting the weapons filter back into the streets" aspect. Have your character cut a deal with a Department member to get a cool weapon!

5. ALL FACTIONS - WE KNOW WHO YOU ARE

During the evening news, the anchorwoman is visibly sweating and looking increasingly panicked. She goes on in a trembling voice to say that they have been sent a message from... Iron Bear.

They play the tape...

"I'm disappointed in all of you. You've become fat off of the raven's labor, amassing ill-gotten wealth and resources. I will not stand idly by while what is rightfully mine is disgraced by tainted, swollen fingers. None of this is yours and I will be the one to reclaim it.

But know what is coming next will not be done by us.

When this city is in ashes, it is by my redeeming hand you will rise. Only I will be able to rebuild this world, and restore its glory.

They cannot save you.

We are the holy chosen of this realm, and we know who you are!"

When the tape has concluded, there is a sudden and impactful rumble in Shuten territory. One of their weapon storehouses, namely one that contains plenty of volatile materials, explodes violently. It scatters fire into the nearby streets. Shuten forces will need to rush in to help clear anyone out, but anyone nearby is expected to help. Most of the area is non-residential, so casualties should be minimal, if rescue efforts are quick. But that's just the start of it...

The Iron Bear's words ring true. The bomb couldn't have been planted by his followers, not completely unseen. Someone else planted that bomb. Worse, there are more bombs throughout the city that need to be defused. Time is ticking down quickly, and no one knows whom to trust.

The factions have already begun to sabotage each other. The Iron Bear delivered the first blow of this new war without lifting a finger. Things are looking rough...

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ Something's definitely strange about their interaction today. Megumi can feel his gaze fixate on the other boy as they move around in the kitchen, the generous curve of their glutes as they bend down, and the span of Akira's neck as he enjoys his drink. Upon noticing the way his eyes wander, Megumi turns that gaze away, trying his best to ignore the gradual heat in his body and still that drumming beat in his heart. It isn't like anything in particular has changed today, so he's unsure what had brought this on. That physiological change only seems to take a greater hold over him, making it more difficult to think.

'Attract attention', he says ... Yes, but it isn't his words that are attracting Megumi's attention right now. Still, he continues to give his honest opinion, just as he said he would. ]

Maybe. But a lot of others in your faction will be using a similar approach.

[ Given how boisterous those in Shuten tend to be. ]

You'll have to do more if you want to stand out. [ It really is an interesting mood that he's slipping into, urging the other boy to 'do more' when he's already been capturing Megumi's attention. ]

More? Huh..

_{[ Akira thinks for a moment, his gaze wandering off as his thoughts cloud his mind. He’s completely oblivious to anything odd about Megumi today, much more invested in this new task he is given. ]}

Oh! I could sell weapons as Devilman.. but.. I feel like there are other youkai that make me seem less cool. I’m just another monster here.

_{[ Big, dramatic sigh. He even pouting a little. ]}

Maybe I could demonstrate the weapons.. you know.. like draw my sword. Kinda just whip it out. Hmm.. Megumi, if you were the person I was trying to attract, what could I do to make you look at my sword? Or my guns?

[ Given that he's been exposed to EMBER at this point (mostly against his will), he's develop an unfortunate understanding of some innuendo. 'Sword' and 'guns' are often a metaphor for something else entirely, and in his drugged state, that's where his thoughts travel, even if he would normally have a tendency to take words exactly as literally as they are. There's a brief ponder over whether Akira is at all aware of how he's feeling, given the suggestive nature of his questioning, but Megumi knows the other boy is as dense as they come, and as direct as they come, too. There's no way he would engage this level of subtlety. ]

If you were trying to attract me ... [ He repeats the question, sounding both listless and incredulous. What a question to ask him, when he's already feeling a strange mood overcoming him. He does take a moment to ponder what exactly does attract him - capture his attention - and with the mood he's in, he doesn't find himself aborting that train of thought in a bout of shyness. Well, it's always been a kind heart ... and unwavering, unyielding strength. ]

People buy weapons to get the upper-hand in a fight. If you want my attention, show me that you're strong enough to deserve it.

_{[ As Megumi speaks, it wears on Akira’s face that he is taking in the suggestion. He polishes off the rest of his soda and crushes the can suddenly, disposing of it in the kitchen bin. He’s now getting distracted from what he is supposed to be doing because honestly this really isn’t his forte. ]}

That’s good. So should I do things to show off my strength? And buyers might get drawn to that? That’s easy. For example, I bet I can lift the couch with no problem. Wanna see?

[ It feels a little like they're shifting away from the objective, but Megumi allows that to happen, not quite stopping it. If Akira was seriously invested in becoming a better salesman, he should be able to get back on topic on his own. Anyway, even if he does know the other boy is strong, he has some interest in watching how this will play out. That's different in itself, because he would normally be calling this display a silly endeavor. ]

Fine ... Show me then.

Edited 2022-09-23 13:34 (UTC)

_{[ He hasn’t caught onto the fact that Megumi is in different sorts right now, but there’s a wild grin on his face when he’s given permission to do this. It was silly. After all, he wouldn’t have a couch out there to impress people with anyway.

The demon marches over to the couch and rubs his hands together briskly, pausing with realization. ]}

Oh, wait. This is my nice shirt. Hold on.

_{[ His hands quickly unbutton the shirt gracelessly, and since this is his “nice shirt” he doesn’t just toss it on the ground. Instead, he hands it over to Megumi. If he doesn’t take it, he will just put it on a kitchen chair.

And now, back to the sofa. He knows as Devilman this would be very easy, or with his super strength back for sure. He’s not sure what to expect like this, but now that he is challenging himself in front of others, he can’t fail. As so, with a tight posture, he bends his knees and lifts under the sofa, hoisting it carefully off of the ground. The muscles on his arms bulge and tighten, quivering as this proves to be more difficult than he thought. He is able the hold the entire furniture off of the ground for a few moments before putting it back down into place, out of breath. Instantly, he twirls around and sits on the sofa, closing his eyes to steady his breathing. ]}

See? Pretty strong, right?

_{[ A thin veil of sweat forms on his forehead as his eyes stay closed, body leaning back against the couch cushions. ]}

[ Megumi does take that shirt, almost instinctive in the way he starts to fold it and set it aside. His prim and proper personality lends itself to this behaviour - a desire for neatness and pressed corners. He doesn't even have to look at that shirt to work through it, his eyes instead fixed on the boy in front of him and the skin he is so freely exposing. While it's nothing he hasn't seen before at this point, those many other shirtless or borderline nude displays he's been exposed to have never quite commanded Megumi's attention, beyond the acknowledgement that Akira was built. Today is certainly different, and he thoughtlessly sips his coffee as he watches the display, a subtle glint to those cold, green eyes. (That doesn't help his state of being at all, but he doesn't know that.)

It's a silly stunt that serves no rational purpose, and yet he isn't stopping it, watching with interest at the way the strain causes the muscles to pop, the light of the window giving the other boy's tanned skin a sunkissed quality.

... Not bad.

Not bad at all. ]

[ Strangely energized now, Megumi then approaches the other boy on the couch, stepping forward and hovering over him with a knee that boldly sits on the edge of the couch cushion, between Akira's legs. ]

I'm impressed you could do that in your human form.

[ He's not actually very shy about compliments, despite his usual demeanor. Megumi then descends lower, claiming the space between them, plopping himself onto the other boy's lap. It's strange that he doesn't feel shy or awkward about doing this at all, and that he's able to do it with so little build up. ]

But it doesn't mean anything if you can't even wield a sword. Or did you forget what we were doing?

[ Casting a shadow over the space beside them, Megumi pulls out his black sword from within it. He takes Akira's hands and guides them around the hilt, long fingers over his as he wordlessly teaches him about a proper grip. This whole time, his heart is pounding, their faces only inches apart. ]

_{[ Akira can sense the looming presence, but he doesn't open his eyes until he feels a pressure on the cushion between his legs. Between his.. legs? Dark eyes blear open to look at Megumi, but by the time he's acknowledged what is happening, the other boy has invited himself into his lap. The demeanor is pretty different; had this been Yuuji he might not be as surprised, but maybe there's a secret about Megumi that Akira doesn't know? He's very much unsure as his eyes grow wide, taking in this moment as if he were dreaming. ]}

A..

_{[ Akira had found Megumi attractive, but he didn't know what to do with this realization, so he just quietly kept it to himself until he had a better idea about what to do with himself. Now, the fact is staring at him right in the face and he feels like he can't run from it. His hands are awkward as he tries to figure out what to do with them; wanting to wrap them around Megumi. He would be lying if he hadn't quietly thought about something like this happening only to quickly brush the fantasy aside and replace it with another thought, figuring it would never happen and continuing to be uncertain of his sexuality.

But now his hands do have something to do as they follow Megumi's lead and hold the sword. He's realizing it's been a long time since he's even held a sword, mostly just exploring a piece of history as a kid instead of actually fighting with it. ]}

Um.. Megumi..

_{[ He likes feeling Megumi's hands on him. ]}

I can take a break from getting ready to sell weapons for a moment if you want me to.

_{[ His heart is pounding. He's really not sure what to do or what is going to happen, but he does know he likes feeling the stoic sorcerer on his lap. ]}

[ It's pretty clear to the both of them that the sales pitch practice session is a lost endeavor, with how distracted they are right now. The hands within his feel so pleasant, the proximity of their bodies drawing him into a tantalizing warmth. Almost like he's physically signifying that they are going to move on from what they were doing before, he guides Akira's hands away from the hilt of his sword, putting that sword aside, where it sinks back into the shadow. ]

Take a break then. [ Give him the attention. Heed to his whims. Something about the concoction he's had is drawing out the more selfish parts of himself; the spoiled sides of him that puts his wants over those of others. It takes a good amount of comfort for him to act this way in front of another, but it's easy with Akira - because of the potion, and because he's got just the kind of earnest attitude that was easy to bend to his will.

Akira's hand in his own, he tugs at the boy's fingers, urging them towards his own body; thoughts racing as he considers how nice it would be to have those rough hands on his skin. Those aren't very innocent thoughts. With his observant nature, he's started to make sense of his own behaviour now. ]

I've probably been drugged. [ There's nonchalance in the way he notes that, like an afterthought, and he shows no inclination in stopping what he's doing, even with that knowledge. ]

_{[ Say no more. His little sword holding lesson is put on hold and Akira realizes he's about to partake in another sexual exploration journey, but this time with someone he thought was untouchable; someone pretty to look at that Akira figured he could never have for one reason or another. The guy was mysterious and didn't exactly put himself out there.. but seeing him in this light makes Akira think maybe he's had the wrong idea about him.

Their faces are so close and Akira's body naturally runs very warm, but he can feel himself getting excited at the prospect of possibly fooling around with a pretty boy like Megumi. He seemed delicate. Dainty. With those long lashes, Akira couldn't help but stare at him from time to time during his stay here. Whether Megumi observed it or not, Akira didn't know and he also didn't know what that meant for his own identity and feelings. He feels his face flush pleasantly.

The hands snake to under Megumi's shirt, remembering the tease of muscle there when he aided with his injury and his chin lifts, lips parting to reveal the ends of his sharp incisors, wanting to close the space between them and kiss--

And then.. ]}

Wait.

_{[ ... ]}

Drugged..? You're drugged?! That happens here!?

[ The sensation of fingers over his bare skin is too pleasant, both warm and suggestive of so much more. It makes his body heat up, stirring him up from within and making his heart pound quicker. Though he knows he's been drugged, he can't bring himself to care; his usual worries and awkwardness left on the backburner and he stayed focused on what he wants. ]

Some of the food and drinks can push you to do things you normally wouldn't.

[ Yet, this doesn't actually feel so unnatural. He's taken quite a liking to the other boy, admiring his courageous, earnest and compassionate personality. Soft touch or intimacy between them both doesn't feel like something that would disgust him later, when he sobers up from the drug. He's aware that he has a type of person he's particularly endeared to, but Akira fits the bill. Of course, it could be the drugs that are guiding him towards these thoughts. There's no way to know right now. ]

Someone probably spiked my coffee. [ But there's nonchalance there about that, Megumi not too particularly bothered by the fact. Instead, he's focused on that touch that he wants. Megumi guides Akira's hands further on him, allowing the other boy to feel the curves of his muscle and lean waist, hiking his own shirt up further to grant him access. The view of his skin is a rarity given his modest personality. ]

_{[ The way Megumi is handling all of this without care is concerning to Akira now that he knows that there is something influencing his behavior. It's like being drunk in a way.. Akira doesn't know for sure because he's never been drugged; but he's been drunk and knows that he's done some disrespectful things that he typically wouldn't. This doesn't feel like it should be allowed— like the consent is unclear because Akira feels like Megumi wouldn't do this if he wasn't drugged up.

And yet.. just knowing that seems to rile Akira up further, much like when he enjoyed being watched on stage doing something naughty in Tamamo, no doubt a lingering influence that Amon's body and instinct gave him. This is Megumi, though; his friend he's grown fond of in the several weeks of being here and living with him. Akira is certain he'd never come across a situation like this again and he wants to chase that selfish desire to relish in it— to have Megumi be his dirty little play thing until the effect wears off.. but that doesn't bode well with the pure and human side of him that almost always outweighs his demonic lust. ]}

No.

_{[ Oh. He's talking to Megumi in that intimidating tone again. His hands leave Megumi, curling into fists and settling on the couch next to him. He watches the other boy, thick eyebrows drawing together as his face continues to bloom red. ]}

You wouldn't be like this if you were sober. It's not right. I shouldn't do anything because you will regret it later.

[ Even in his current state, he does have an acknowledgement that it's not too often he's denied something he's asking for; partly because he doesn't tend to ask others for very much in general, and partly because he tends to be surrounded by people who are more often than not very happy to accede to any requests he does have. Akira's assertiveness and loud personality always takes him slightly aback.

It's disappointing when the touch ceases, but he doesn't feel very deterred. Without the influence of the drug, a simple 'No' would be enough for Megumi. He would cease whatever he's attempting immediately and never try it again. The potion is doing something interesting to him, though. Drawing out his more selfish side, the side that wants his way. ]

You don't know what I like or don't like.

[ Neither does Megumi, really, his thoughts coming to a halt whenever he tries to think about intimacy and what he wants from it. He's so far gone now, his rational mind is but some distant white noise. Right now, he's chasing his desires; running on instinct and nothing more. Megumi doesn't relent, leaning his chest into Akira's, spindly fingers running up his chest and cupping his chin. ]

Try and stop me then. [ With that, he leans in, pressing their lips together in a kiss. ]

_{[ Everything happening right now is so wild, Akira's brain can barely catch up to what is happening. When did Megumi seem so alluring? His face looks even prettier like this, close to Akira's where he is certain he can count each individual eyelash. He feels heat pour down between his thighs at hearing those seductive words he never expected to ever hear out of Megumi's mouth and his eyes darken with a desire of his own. It didn't take much to turn Akira on, given the fact his libido had increased since Amon melded with him and he had found Megumi to be someone aesthetically pleasing to look at since day one... no homo. Akira feels his shoulders push back into the sofa as if he is trying to escape all of this by leaning away, but then his chin is cupped and his eyes widen. ]}

Megumi, don't—

_{[ It's too late. He can feel it. Their lips meshing together and his body easily melts into it, eyes fluttering shut as he finds it hard to resist indulging in the intoxicating lust that poured over him. Megumi was just so beautiful and Akira had kept that discovery to himself, too insecure in his sexuality to tell anyone else he was attracted to him. He allows the kiss to happen selfishly, relishing it in a moment before his hands press firmly on Megumi's shoulders and he pushes him back. ]}

No. I may not know that, but you're not in a state to make those decisions for yourself.

_{[ His arms curve around the other boy and he suddenly stands, holding him in bridal style as he makes a beeline to Megumi and Yuuji's bedroom. ]}

We can talk about what you like and don't like when this is over with.

Edited 2022-09-25 02:13 (UTC)

[ The press of their lips gives him that immediate rush of serotonin, and there was something so tantalizing about the press of their bodies, his chest lining up with the overwhelming heat of Akira's. While it meets some of his need for affection, it still isn't enough; his heart's racing, and he needs more than just this. He wants to touch and feel with reckless abandon, and he wants to be felt in return, those hands gliding over his skin. It's frustrating that the fever isn't returned, that the other boy is holding back so much. Why does it matter whether or not he's in the right frame of mind? That's what he has difficulty understanding in his current, drugged up state.

He's about to deepen the intimacy when he's so suddenly manhandled, picked up with ease like he doesn't weigh very much at all. It catches him off guard and throws him off center, forcing him to wrap his arms around the other boy's neck. ]

What are you doing ... [ That sounds a bit more like his usual self now. The sudden movement is strangely alerting, making it easier to come to some of his senses. Megumi's still affected by that intoxicating lust, however, his frustration over the other boy's resistance only building up further. He's red in the face at this point, heart pounding in his chest, and he frowns at the other, tugging at his hair in frustration. ]

You say that, but you're taking me into the bedroom. What do you even want?!

_{[ Akira’s muscles tense up in case Megumi tries to break from his hold and he keeps his dark eyes set on the door to the bedroom, pushing the door open with his foot. No doubt Megumi can feel Akira’s heart thumping wildly behind his muscle, so tempted to look and admire Megumi in this hot and bothered state. He’s turned on too, and maybe Megumi can hear it in his hoarse voice when he speaks: ]}

You don’t want to fuck me. Trust me. And if you do, you will regret it when you’re acting like this. It’s not right. It’s like having sex with a drunk person.

_{[ His ears start to burn and it’s certainly a sensation he hasn’t expected a horny Megumi to have on him. He finally leans over and settles Megumi on the bed where he belongs and looks directly at him, fully flushed. ]}

You’re going to stay in here until you feel back to normal, alright? I’ll— I’ll go get some tissues.. just have some fun by yourself, okay?

[ Even if there's resistant, Megumi can pick up on a certain tension between them, Akira's face looking visibly redder as his heart pounds so fervently in his chest it can be felt. The boy's skin exudes a comforting level of warmth, and his scent - always a bit like cinders - is intoxicating. It's for that reason Megumi permits Akira to carry him at all - that momentarily bout of intimacy he receives in return.

But it ends almost too abruptly, and he's met with the loneliness of his own bed, sheets chilled from the night air to the point they felt tepid against his warmed skin. Anything feels lonely right now, away from the other boy's embrace and comforting body temperature. He wants more. This is just such a disappointing outcome. ]

You're telling me to just -- handle myself?! [ Almost in a contradictory way, he feels affronted hearing that, like Akira is asking him to do something so scandalous when it was him who was propositioning the boy for sex. ]

Get down here! [ In a swift motion, he grabs Akira by his wrist, using that moment the boy is off-balance to shove him on the bed. He climbs on him again, straddling his hips as he holds one of Akira's wrists to the mattress. ]

You keep talking about why we can't do this ... But you haven't said you don't want it.

[ In his drugged up, lust-ridden state, that's as good as consent, even if it really isn't. Megumi takes this as his cue to hold the other boy down by his throat, applying a light pressure as his thumb grazes over Akira's lower lip. ]

Edited 2022-09-26 16:30 (UTC)

_{[ He doesn't know what else to do in this situation, truly. Silently, Akira is thankful that Megumi realized what was happening to him and letting Akira know, otherwise this could have put Megumi in a less disappointing outcome, but probably not the outcome a sober Megumi would have wanted.. and Akira would have felt awful later if he ever had known.

Right? Right. Akira doesn't know the other teenager very well, but he knows that all of this is out of character for him. He's usually so mild and quiet and vastly uninterested in physical contact. Akira remembers that much in his drunken state from the Shuten party, but now Akira can't keep him off of him. It's making all of this resisting difficult, but Akira can practically smell aggression in the air and it's starting to awaken his more feral tendencies. He doesn't expect what happens next and maybe that's why it takes him by surprise; being hurled around and forced onto the bed. It's this kind of wild desire that his demonic blood craves and Akira is finding every moment of this harder and harder to withstand. It aches between his thighs and Megumi may hear a pleased noise when there is sudden weight and pressure pressed on him.. it's the feeling on his throat that has him wrestle with Megumi, attempting to flip him and pin him instead. Now he's just wanting to fight more than anything, but Akira takes some deep, stable breaths once he has the other boy pinned at the wrists. He bares his fangs, hissing at him before he talks at him in that loud and assertive tone he has used before. ]}

Listen to me! Stop! Stop it, Megumi. This isn't like you. Quit.

...

Quit.

_{[ There's a brief silence as Akira tries to calm down. He wants to transform and act out and violate the other like his hellish blood tells him to do. Force himself onto him and fuck him over and over so he'll shut up; that's what demons do. They fuck relentlessly, with or without consent. That is a demon's nature and that is the behavior that Akira is cursed with that he has to resist everyday. The other boy is so desperate and so willing, but Akira knows this isn't how Megumi is on a daily basis. It feels so wrong to give him what he thinks he wants. It's not right. It's not how Megumi is, either.

His firm hold remains strong against the other boy, but his gaze softens slightly. He can't help but be honest. It's always been his character. ]}

... I want to, Megumi. But not when you're like this. Not when you aren't yourself. You're under the influence of something that is making you behave differently. I want you to kiss me and touch me because you want to kiss me and touch me, not because a drug is making act that way so you are trying to satisfy something that is out of your control.

And I want you to want me to kiss you and touch you because it's what you want, not something that will just satisfy all of this. This will pass. It will get out of your system. Please control yourself for your own sake or I will get violent.

[ Being flipped and held down gives him a sudden surge of adrenaline, his heart pounding in his chest with thoughts of what was to come - especially given he's aware of the other boy's general state of being, the prick he could feel against him before when he settled himself over Akira's hips. The aggression's tone only spurs some aggression from Megumi in turn, his brows furrowing as he prepares himself for what he was hoping to be a fervent, frustrated sort of passion.

It doesn't come. In fact, what comes instead of a whole-hearted, genuine sincerity; words of pleading directed at him that were coming from a place of concern. He's righteous even here, when it's clear to Megumi that the desire is mutual. Holding back for his sake. Akira truly had one of the purest of hearts, and the knowledge that he was about to stamp on that innocence dawns on him, the accompanied guilt finally pulling him out of his altered state of mind.

The physiological effects are still present - Megumi's skin still flushed pink, his heart pounding within his chest - but he's managed to regain most of his rational thought. There's a drawn out exhale, and his body relaxes, wrists no longer tense against Akira's grip. Megumi's face burns red as he turns away. ]

... Leave me alone for a few hours. [ He'll handle it, as Akira had told him to. ]

Don't ... come anywhere near the door. [ Megumi is usually very quiet, but there are times he does let some noises slip, and the thought of the other boy hearing him is harrowing. ]

_{[ Akira's newly acquired biology was an interesting thing. At the sense of a threat, he could feel the impulsive desire to release the demon form that he suppresses with his control. At the prospect of a fight or sex, he found it harder to hold it back as demons were attracted to both sex and violence. As Megumi comes to his senses, Akira can feel that intensity to transform subside and his body visibly slouches to relax. His grip loosens and he exhales a hot breath. He feels so turned on too; the brunette might also want to be left alone for a few hours.

He treats all of this as if Megumi were sick because in a way he is and slowly he slides off of the bed. If Megumi decides to look, he might see a bump of Akira's excitement nestled in the front of the dark sweatpants he is wearing. ]}

.. I won't.

_{[ Maybe he will just a little bit, but he decides that after he says he won't. ]}

Hold on, okay?

_{[ The older teenager slowly makes his leave and when he emerges back into the bedroom, he supplies Megumi with tissues and some lube. He imagines he's probably getting dehydrated too, so he settles a glass of water nearby, trying to wrestle with his own heated desires as well. This is the last moment for him to change his mind, especially when he has everything and supplies ready to go. Akira swallows thickly and gives Megumi one more glance as he heads towards the door. ]}

Feel better..

_{[ He doesn't know what else to say in this instance other than that. ]}

Um. Have fun. Sorry I can't do this with you, but it isn't right.

[ His face only burns redder when he's handed those supplies, the reality of just how awkward the whole scene is now setting in because he's come out of that altered state and regained his senses. They don't have that sort of relationship yet, even if they came with a hair's breadth of reaching it today. He enjoys Akira's company and admires his spirit, but he doesn't know how he feels about intimacy with him yet, and he hasn't quite processed the knowledge that the other boy had desire for him. These things take time for a reserved person like Megumi.

Their parting words seem to be more drawn out than he was expecting - he was hoping Akira would just leave immediately, and didn't exactly want this consideration. It's just so awkward, knowing that Akira would be fully aware of what he will be doing inside this room. ]

Could you just go ... [ Megumi gives the boy a push, urging him out, before shoving himself underneath the covers to manage his problem.

What transpires next is just as expected. Megumi tries his hardest to stay quiet throughout the act, but it's difficult to keep dead silent when working your way up to that release, the entire premise of sex and intimacy being a loss of measured control. He pants in staggered breaths, letting out the occasional whimper and moan as the sheets rustle. His thoughts travel all over the place, but with the events that had transpired, Akira finds their way there - the image of the boy looming over him, holding him down, touching him freely and roughly with passion and desire. Briefly, he considers trying something he's yet to try before, but ... that's too daunting, so he doesn't.

It'll be a good amount of time before the noises stop, and it's clear he's fallen asleep. ]

Edited 2022-09-27 15:47 (UTC)

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