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Post by Utaku Hisui on Feb 2, 2018 16:44:23 GMT -5
The initial wave of embarrassment fades. And then she realizes just what she'd called Fuyuko. And then there's that devilish tone about her, which the Utaku interprets as amusement. Perhaps a desire to be called that in private, where it has more playful implications.
And that just embarrasses her more. So she nods along to the Crane's query.
"Yes, Fuyuko-sama. I was very startled," she answers, sheepish and obedient. The last part is muttered in a softer voice. "Stupid sexy Doji."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Feb 2, 2018 17:06:44 GMT -5
Fuyuko gigglies before putting on that serious expression. "Hmm, good. Very good." before she breaks into giggles again. "Glad you think so Hisui-chan. Now I have more ideas for later."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Feb 2, 2018 17:12:26 GMT -5
She gets over her embarrassment in time, digging into the food and drink to calm herself. It was good that her lover was so pleased. But she couldn't just let this little game of startling the other with teasing end so unevenly. So in true bushi fashion, she counterattacks.
She musters her most sultry voice, leans forward to make the most of her ample chest, and lowers her volume to a sensual hush. "I aim to please you, Fuyuko-sama. Shall I be gentle with you later tonight?"
What could she possibly mean?
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Feb 2, 2018 17:27:05 GMT -5
Fuyu goes read, picking at some lamb with her chopsticks as she looks up. "Um... yes I.. uh..did you order desert? Is it time to uh, head home or?"
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Feb 2, 2018 17:33:27 GMT -5
The food is all but spent, and a smiling Hisui picks up the last bit. She keeps quiet as she snaps her fingers, calling a waiter over and paying for the whole thing.
"Oh, and the house dessert, please."
Once he departs, she resumes the hushed, sultry tone. "Fuyuko-sama, do I not please you enough to be dessert?"
One last wicked grin before she pulls back and becomes her normal self. Still sexy, but definitely not using it like a weapon. There's been enough of that outside of a private room for the evening, she thinks.
"I hope you like ice cream, Fuyu-chan."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Feb 2, 2018 17:53:23 GMT -5
Fuyuko looks over to her girl. "You are my dessert. Always, and when we get home, you will be...well...enjoyed." she says finally finding the right words. "Also I do enjoy ice cream."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Feb 2, 2018 18:00:01 GMT -5
The waiter once again shows impeccable bad timing by serving two scoops of ice cream. One for each lady; a rich purple for Hisui, and minty blue for Fuyuko.
"I imagine yours is mint and mine is purple yam."
When they are alone again, she smiles. "I like it when you enjoy me."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Feb 2, 2018 19:55:29 GMT -5
Fuyu takes a few licks of her icecream, smiling at the flavor. "Hmm quite nice. Very refreshing. Do you want to lick mine and I do yours?" she says with that sparkle in her eyes. "And you are an enjoyable woman."
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Post by Utaku Hisui on Feb 2, 2018 20:06:14 GMT -5
Hisui…does not notice the innuendo. She just smiles at the offer and takes a taste while offering hers. "It's very good."
"You know, this has been a wonderful date," she says, smiling. "I learned something dark about you, and while I'm still letting it sink in, I know that it doesn't make me think any less of you."
"And beyond that, I had a lovely evening. I hope you're having the same," she says before lapsing into a teasing "Fuyuko-sama."
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Feb 2, 2018 20:21:19 GMT -5
Fuyuko gives a small smile. "It has indeed. I am glad that you are not thinking less of me. This night has been absolutely magical."
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