Suguru hears Genghis catching up behind him so he stops and smoothly pivots towards his mentor's direction with a confidently emanating demeanor, "I am going to work on a project while their rooms are being set up.", addressing Genghis when he's a few feet away.
"I just have to point out your cleverness, little one! The way you handled Satoru Gojo's attitude was admirable, I am very proud of you."
Genghis places a hand on Suguru's shoulder and squeezes a few times to share enthusiasm over his pupil's evident maturity, "You didn't see his face, but he was furious over your tactful promiscuity…", he cackles when Getou laughs, knowing that must be very satisfying to hear, "…Oh, and Lady Oda? You left an impression with her as well. Of all the ill-willed energy floating around in there, none of it was from her. She will be thinking about that for some time!"
In the midst of receiving praise, Getou envisions that same old string of scenarios where he and Elska are enjoying each other's company; laughing, hugging, talking, making love. This imagined Elska of his always reaches up to gently brush over the scar on his cheek as if she also would feel it's symbolic of their braided fates. Their kisses are soft and gentle and she smiles afterwards every single time. Elska plays with his hair sometimes too but in more carnal scenes, pulls it by the root.
Unlike before, Suguru feels like this may be more possible than he ever previously assumed.
'Could I... actually stand a chance here?'
The thought makes him smile but he becomes slightly annoyed when he catches on to Genghis gleefully staring at him and defensively questions, "Why are you making this weird!?"
Genghis straightens his posture, still wearing a grin, "Just remember! I knew she would be good for you even when you didn't!" He pats Suguru on the back and ignores his pupil's obvious aggravation to being reminded of that, "I think she will come to like you more than you realize little one. If I were you, I would buckle up and prepare for change." Genghis rubs his hands together while contemplating how incredible of a feat this is, 'I just keep making the impossible happen…'
'Change...', Suguru emits a tiny, heartfelt grin.
Continuing on with what he was planning to do, Getou laughs through his nose when Genghis invites himself and states, "I don't know about you, little one, but dealing with them was horrifically overwhelming…I think we deserve a treat. We can go to your work area and do just that! I am quite eager to see what how your project is coming along."
"A treat, indeed.", Suguru asserts it as he struggles to switch his thoughts from Elska in his clan's rich and uniquely styled kimono.
When they reach the room, Genghis announces that he will return with sake. Getou nods while opening the door and switching on the light; revealing his many art projects that exist to help master his techniques. The large grey shaded room is roughly half the size of a typical school cafeteria but is somehow only a few pieces shy of being overcrowded; Suguru experiments with many different types of artistic outlets that involve a vast array of materials.
As if none of the mess exists however, there's a 5'x5' work area that stands alone in its tidiness, and with a round redwood table with organized piles of differently shaped metal petals that he's formed through imagination and gravity. Suguru runs his fingers along the table's smooth edge as he nears it, wanting to complete a full bouquet and picturing Elska smiling once receiving it. Holding up a skinny stem in one hand and a bud of already conjoined petals together, he focuses his technique in such a manner of precision that he's able to produce heat through intensifying the force on the molecular structure of the metal. He struggles for a few seconds with the temperature but is soon able to weld the metal pieces together, showing a now, a leafless rose.
"The amount of practice you've put into your skills is simply remarkable.", Genghis leans in the doorway with two small, clay ochoko and a burlap-wrapped bottle of sake. He witnesses a shy smile creep across Suguru's expression who then asks in a wavering tone, "I hope she likes flowers…but what if she doesn't?" The genuine way in which Getou shows traces of fear of her rejection to his art tickles Genghis into laughter as he pours for them both. After setting the bottle down, he eyes the newest rose and feels true happiness for his pupil, "She will love them little one… they're perfect."
Getou nods in appreciation and picks up his choko cup, raises to Genghis and prepares to drink it down as soon as the ceramic pieces separate but an obvious concern airs as the beverage is consumed, "We have to explain to Elska what syncing means. I don't want her to think she's losing her mind while learning to calibrate."
"I'll explain all of that but just in case she struggles, you will soon be able to enter her mind and calm the source! You can even entice the source…if you understand what I am saying…", Genghis pokes his elbow into Suguru's direction with a devious glint in his eye.
"Wow, and I thought you wanted me to go about this the right way!?" Getou isn't disgusted by the suggestion but is rather shocked to hear it be put so shamelessly. He watches Genghis shrug his shoulders, so he adds to the moral conundrum, "Plus…what if she figures out what I'm doing? That I am accessing her subconscious in hopes of her sleeping with me in it? She'll have a mind to think I merely wish to manipulate her, Master Genghis... I really don't want that."
Genghis pours them both another, "I guess I don't consider it the same as the physical realm." He shoots the room temperature sake back, enjoying the way the alcohol burns through his interior, "It's not like she wouldn't have the option of refusing… but all I am saying is your chances of experiencing her that way are pretty high though."
"Because she'll think, at most, it's just a dream!", Suguru picks up a few more petals and sets them in arrangement, pausing to take another cup down. "I don't know if that's a good idea, I've just reached the point where she's stopped looking at me with horror in her eyes. I much prefer her softer expressions."
Genghis pours them another but is nothing short of being beside himself by how sincerely Suguru cares. "I'm not suggesting anything forceful, little one! Feel it out as you go but don't discount that idea yet. It's not like you don't have competition to consider." Seeing the pout on Suguru's face makes him snicker, "Don't get depressed either, just keep that same momentum as you had with her earlier…you two will grow together in no time." He watches Suguru lift his cup as well, them both drinking more than originally planned, 'I wonder what Suguru will think about the little surprise he's in store for tonight?', and giggles to himself as the slightest effects of the alcohol present themself. Thinking about what he arranged for his pupil brings him to thought about his own candy jar, "I should really go see Amnessia, she's going to fucking snap at me though…"
Getou smiles upon hearing Genghis cussing, feeling that they are truly in an open space where they can simply converse without restraint.
"How can you order her to fuck Choso when everybody here knows that you two are together? She's worth far more than what you asked of her.", Suguru has been dying to ask this ever since he found out about the orders. "…Ugh…and what a mess that made…", Getou sighs as he thinks about Choso bonding with Elska and how close they're bound to become as well. This also reminds him of how everyone single one of them left his side to be with her, 'Now I guess I understand why.', although it adds to the irritation of the male presence that's forever looming over her.
"Well, it turned out to be calamitous, but I really was desperate to avoid what I ended up creating.", Genghis sighs, "…and now I've agreed to her handling Choso's appetites… another reason to drink.", he whines defeatedly, "She is really going to kill me…doesn't matter if it's unlikely that she'll fill that role due to the need he'll feel from Lady Oda...I still agreed." He looks over and sees Suguru with a confused expression so he continues with, "Look I care about her, do not get me wrong. Amnessia is a very interesting and profound woman.", he puts his hands in the air as if to show he has nothing to hide, "But I have had only one true love in my life, little one… and she's the one who really matters in the end…"
Getou raises an eyebrow to how odd and cryptic that statement obviously was, "Who is she?", is all he asks while trying to figure it out on his own. When Genghis replies with a simply put, "You'll meet her someday soon!", he ducks his head back, perplexed that it could be someone he's not already acquainted with. 'So, she's not from the clan?', his attention is commandeered though as Sain walks through the open door.
Noticing how chummy they still seem; Sain manages to hide his disappointment.
"Amnessia is making a full recovery, but Sachiko wants to meet with Toji." He sees the satisfied gesture of Genghis as he raises his cup in the air. Sain wishes he could say, "Think you're so fucking smart, don't you?", but refrains and keeps his silence. 'She could've mortally wounded Elska…', he thinks and finds his confusion from his meeting a few moments ago to surface, 'Why did it seem like Sachiko's trying to be hated? Why the sudden change?'
Genghis shoots another drink back before setting the cup down and saying, "Toji Fushiguro is not likely to betray Lady Oda but if there's a time to take advantage and create distance between them, this is it." He looks over to Suguru, "I was always worried about how deeply they care for each other, but I am also happy to understand how reasonable of a man Toji is…"
Temujin pours another cup and invites Sain to join them, forfeiting his own and appreciating the bewilderment on the grey-eyed man's face, "Toji may have decided already to stay with Elska but it's only natural that he and Sachiko be curious about one another. I say, Sain, escort Fushiguro tomorrow while Master Suguru and Lady Oda train if you will." Genghis pretends to not notice the disdain in Sain's affect, knowing he's a valuable fighter and intelligent man all together who deserves to be given more valuable tasks.
Getou doesn't know how to feel about this situation involving Toji since he still cares for the man as a respected colleague. He downs his drink and watches with wide eyes as Sain takes three back-to-back but chooses not to make a deal out of it to avoid embarrassing the fighter. Instead, he switches his gaze to Genghis to ask, "Where is everyone going to be staying?", knowing good and well he was only curious about Elska's whereabouts.
Genghis smiles mischievously, "Well they'll all have their own rooms but they're all near yours! It'll be like one of those college experiences!" He laughs as Getou's face streams annoyance again but assures his pupil that he's serious, "She'll be very close to you, don't worry.", and winks at Suguru who scrunches his face in doubt.
Getou looks at Sain, "I am sorry to occupy your time as an errand man, you're far more than that…", and apologetically sighs, "…but would you also show them to their rooms for me? I would love to make another appearance, but I don't know how that'll go now that I'm buzzed." He feels relief when Sain agrees to it without hesitancy and says in response, "I follow you, Master Suguru." Getou feels a shift in the atmosphere as Genghis's presence shows the tiniest variation, 'They've been on poor terms ever since our attack…', but fails to think further on it as he's reminded of Elska's bite. After exhaling heavily, he secretly thinks about how nice it would be to tap into her dream-state, 'What if there's really no other way to break down the walls I've created between us?'
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Nanami looks up from his book, The Art of War by Sun Tzu, and sees Nobara watching him. "What?", he briskly asks, trying to ignore the way the Titer known as Baidal cozies up to Shoko while discussing past discoveries.
"You're so jealous and it's kinda cute! I never thought I'd see you this way, Nanami!", Nobura giggles to his response of an agitated glare, "Ohhhhh, calm down, you know she's crazy about you. I think she's just enjoying a conversation where she doesn't have to translate into layman's terms." When Nanami grunts, she gives up and decides to let him stew.
"Men…", she quietly scoffs while wondering why Itadori is taking so long. She stands up from the small white table and begins to head to the door when it swings open.
"Nanamiiiiiii! They were here for a little bit!", Itadori waves a piece of paper in the air as he walks through the doorway. "Hello pretty lady!", giving Nobara a kiss on the cheek as he continues on by but almost immediately, Yuuji looks around, "Did Megumi not get here first?", being unable to locate his friend. 'I know he was pissed about me not letting him read it but where did he go?'
Nanami takes the paper and unfolds it, his nerves further being worked when the first thing that catches his eye is a drawing of an ill-designed penis.
"Is anyone aware of Satoru falling down the stairs…or being dropped as a child?", he asks wholeheartedly to everyone within the lab but no one answers him so he mumbles, "He had to have been..." As his eyes read through the note however, he becomes visibly flustered but quickly tenses up after proceeding to read it all, soon looking up at Itadori, "Hey, did you read this already?", but Yuuji awkwardly replies, "Only a little... I kinda stopped.", with blushing features.
Hey Nanamin! It's you're favorite in the world, Sweet Sati, letting you know that we're all okay and hope to come back soon. My love says hi! We stopped by to grab some things but then we banged one out…and let me tell you, WHEW it was GREAT. Superb. I have her panties in my pocket (better not be excited you pervert!) Don't be jealous though, I'll be back to make you uncomfortable in no time!!! I really want to wipe these golden douche bags out but it looks like we might need them. Elska might have to make an army too... but I'll explain that later. Oh, and to my UTMOST dread, Choso has fucking been turned. Like what the fuck… Do I seem unreasonable now you dick? Here's a penis to represent what you look like to me in my tragic moment of 'I fucking told you so'.
"Kento, what is it?", Shoko is more in-tune with Nanami than she realizes and is able to easily sense when the stoic man's mood shifts. She walks over as he begins to answer but his lips part to reveal nothing as his eyes scan the paper again. Leaning her right thigh into his left arm, she begins to read over his shoulder and inhales sharply to the first line she sees, "Choso has been turned?!"
Itadori's face steams immediately, knowing what that will mean for his innocent brother. Sukuna manifests on the side of his face and adds, "That wench is biting everyone but ME!" Itadori struggles to suffocate the mouth as it attempts to catch the skin of his hand in with teeth. "Fucking stop it Sukuna!", he yells to himself. Sukuna, being enraged tells Itadori internally, "She owes me my fucking bite twerp, when we see her next, I might just ramp things up a bit..." Itadori tries to hide his alarm as Nobara approaches with her arms open.
"What do you think caused this to happen?", she asks Itadori while embracing him, "Did he get hurt and she was left with no choice orrr... ?" The room quiets to this possibility as everyone knows that would mean the others are likely in trouble too.
"It's my understanding that Genghis wanted the hybr-…I mean Choso, to maintain a level of platonic behavior. I do not trust Genghis but I also don't see him authorizing any kind of order that would cause the H-... Choso harm now…" Baidal sighs, "Master Getou really likes Choso…Toji too! I guess they've all known each other for a while now."
Megumi can be heard in the hall saying, "Please…stop calling me that. Megumi is fine. They should be in here."
Nanami stands when he feels the presence of multiple shaman nearing them. He sees Megumi first, leading an arm through the door frame for those behind him. Who he sees next catches him off guard, "Peaches?"
"Mr. Nanami, it is wonderful to see you again!", the old Zenin says loudly, "I do not mean to intrude but I have rather unusual business here today…" He waits until waved over by Nanami before entering further but gawks at the lab as he slowly walks over.
Nanami folds his arms defensively, while watching the Zenin engage with the environment. 'What would someone of his status being doing here?', he wonders. "Unusual business you say?", he asks while removing his glasses to show respect.
Shoko darts her eyes to Itadori and Megumi to see what their impression of this is while Peaches droles on about everything other than what Nanami asked. She can tell the Zenin is feeling unease by the way he keeps looking around at everyone even though his voice tells a story of comfort. She narrows her eyes suspiciously until he yells out in surprise, "A TITER?!"
Baidal straightens up and bows while introducing himself, not catching on that Peaches was rather horrified by him being there. When he raises his head, he sees Nanami jump in between himself and the Zenin and turns to Shoko in a scare.
Nanami's demeanor hardens, "Peaches, is there something I need to know?"
Surprised by his own sudden protectiveness over his girlfriend's new BFF, Nanami remains in his stance while eyeing the energy gathered in the palm of Peaches's hand. "What do you think you're doing?", Nanami's voice low and threatening as he fails to see any justification for the Zenin trying to attack, "What does the Zenin clan want here?", getting right down to said business.
Peaches is now more confused than he was before he arrived but heeds Nanami's ferocity, knowing that the blonde man is quite lethal when he wants to be. Reluctantly, Peaches dispels his attack and apologizes in muddle before saying, "I…I'm here for young Master Naoya…", but looks around to still see no signs of the next clan head. "You wouldn't be…holding him here against his will, would you?", his own need to protect peering through. When everyone laughs in unison aside from the five Zenin men in his company and the lone Titer, Peaches feels insulted, causing his face to race to a pink hue.
Megumi is the first to collect himself, "It's more like we couldn't get rid of Naoya.", he wipes his left eye that was forming a tear, "What would make you think that we would take him as a hostage? He'd be waaay too needy.", having become more interested in the reason for their visit, fighting back his desire to cackle.
Peaches furrows his brow but calms down, "You shouldn't speak of Young Master Naoya that way, he is the next leader of our great clan, Young Fushiguro…" He walks to the table and leans into it, pushing it over about an inch accidentally, "I couldn't believe it when Satoru spoke about them being rather close…Master Naoya has always despised him…"
Nanami now feels sympathetic since the way things have happened have truly thrown everyone for a loop at some point. "I know it sounds strange, but they do get along well actually… like two retarded peas in a pod. Especially when you consider Els-…", but he's cut off by Shoko pinching his arm.
Ierie hastily whispers, "They don't need their private life put out there like that, Kento…", and Shoko frowns at the odd carelessness Nanami is exerting but finds the expression that Peaches dons to prove that he's actually already aware.
Peaches clears his throat, not needing to have more speculated confirmation that Master Naoya's bride is trapped in another man's sexual web, "Anyways…", he looks over to Baidal with distrustful eyes, "Satoru also warned me. He said that I should prepare the Zenin to fight against the Titers at all costs, but it begs me question why you would have one under your very roof.", he turns his nose up to the young man in gold.
Baidal perks up, eager to show that he's not a malicious person, "Our sides had some disagreements but we're currently hoping to end those!" He smiles earnestly but becomes saddened when the Zenin fails to even acknowledge that he spoke, 'They really are a bunch of assholes, huh?' He feels Shoko's light hand on his shoulder as she encourages him to shake it off.
"More like they have relentlessly attacked and mangled Elska…", Megumi tried to hold back but he wasn't about to let the vicious truth be buried by pretty words. He broods in shame for having been so immature about making the comment but attempts to stave off his social anxiety that screams about how heavily he's being judged for the rude remark.
"My word!", Peaches takes a step back, "That doesn't sound like something Master Naoya would forgive, he is devoted to this Elska!" He still feels like something is off, so he asks, "Where is Satoru Gojo?", he looks over to Megumi, "Or your father even?" Peaches doesn't particularly want to see Gojo as he's not sure if he'd piss himself or not with how vicious of a temperament the Silver Shaman possesses but he also knows that Gojo finds him valuable enough to not have killed him the day they last met.
Nanami sighs and puts his hands out in front of him, "Toji, Naoya, Satoru and Elska are all at the Titer compound. There really are an immeasurable amount of issues to work out but I don't know much other than that. Please be patient, we haven't means to contact them at this time."
Peaches grunts and strokes his long white beard, "You do understand that from my point of view, this all seems rather ludicrous? Satoru murdered his mother for simply speaking ill of Elska before my very eyes but you want me to believe that he would be over with the Titers playing nice after their history?!", he slams his hand on the table, "Young Master Naoya would not tolerate this kind of idiocy either so what am I to make of your request of patience?! What are you hiding?!"
Itadori sinks in his chair, "…what do you mean Gojo sensei murdered his mother?" He looks over to Megumi who seems just as distraught by this news and then to Nanami who's rubbing the bridge of his nose, not entirely shocked.
Shoko takes over, "That woman was hardly a mother to him and if you knew Satoru as well as you seem to think you do, Peaches… as you're casually talking shit about him, then you'd know that he as well is fully dedicated to Elska. I don't know what happened exactly but as troubled of a man as Gojo is, he wouldn't have killed her without reason." She eyes all of the junior shaman to make sure they understand her emphasis, wanting to avoid them cycling through stages of horror in reference to Gojo. 'Jesus Satoru…what did you do?', she asks internally not having expected that bomb to drop.
Peaches can't believe what he's hearing but reads the room and understands that further arguing about Gojo having a moral compass would be useless.
'I know for a fact the boy struggles with his inner demons to this day...', but Peaches is also privy to the cruelty Gojo was doused with as a child so with this thought, he figuratively pulls back but to break the uncomfortable silence, he replies, "This is futile. I will be back and when I return, I want to speak with Master Naoya. His safety is my highest concern, and he needs to hear what I have to say...", now waving a bleak gesture in leu of saying goodbye., 'This is not good. The young master has no idea of what's happening back at home. I need to find him soon for his own good!'
Once the room has been depleted of Zenin men, Shoko notices Nobara's upset demeanor, "Oh sweetie, don't cry…", she hugs the girl, cradling Nobara while she remains seated, a hand on her head. "You guys know Gojo! He's…different but he is NOT a monster.", she catches Itadori's confidence in the silver shaman returning but regrets to notice that Megumi still seems unconvinced. While still holding Nobara she continues, "I know this is horrifying but he would never harm any of you…"
Megumi specifically recalls the day Gojo found Elska's wing and how his sensei tried to tear through him, his dad and even aimed for the city. He understands better now why Satoru lost it but still has his concerns with Gojo's behavior towards Elska sometimes. "We get it, it's fine.", he lies to clear the awkward air.
Nobara pulls away to wipe her eyes, "I'm not afraid of Gojo sensei, my heart just breaks knowing that he felt he had to do that. I could care less that she was his mother, blood doesn't always mean love." She calms down though and thanks Shoko, now grabbing Itadori's hand, "I think he'd have to have good reason too…but that's also what hit me the hardest. Gojo probably had such a rough life…"
Nanami is moved by Nobara's reaction and smiles caringly at her, "Unfortunately, you are correct. I won't say much but I can attest to the fact that Gojo's upbringing was brutal. You may not have met his mother, but I can assure you that she was the monster." He clears his throat, slowly walking over to Ieiri with an outstretched hand, just wanting to hold hers.
Baidal sits back and thinks about how much more dangerous he considers Gojo to be now, 'His own mother?', as it builds upon his worries for Suguru's future. 'I can't let him hurt Master Suguru…and who's to say he wouldn't? If Naoya Zenin, Toji Fushiguro and Satoru Gojo all feel like they already have a stake in this…with Lady Oda…then surely that will lead to blood in the future…' He thinks about how strong the three men are and tenses up to the thought of Suguru having to fight them all at once, even with their true leader's incredible skill. '"No.", within seconds, Baidal stands up abruptly and says, "I must go…there is something I need to tend to…", and barely looks at anyone as he beelines out of the room.
"Wait, where are yo-…", Shoko tries calling out to her imagined assistant but Nanami's strong arms embracing her from behind still her thoughts.
"Kento?", she asks but doesn't demand an answer, distracted by his cute display of affection, 'I'm surprised he'd do this in front of everyone.', but smiles as the junior shaman turn away to allow them a brief moment of privacy. She inconspicuously throws her rear into Nanami and laughs in her throat when he reacts by squeezing her.
'This man…I love this man.'
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When Elska and Gojo reappear, Toji and Naoya posture up from slouching in their seats.
Gojo cheers, "We bring you piss free clothes!", and drops the pile on the table. He turns his chin up with grandiosity when Naoya excitedly picks up the Zenin robes, "I thought you'd prefer them! I've gotten used to seeing the damned things on you!" He then pivots his feet to face Choso who's still unconscious against the wall and glares. His instincts are telling him to finish the being off right now, but he knows for a fact that will not go over well so he's left only with sighs.
Toji stands up and walks over to Elska, carefully eyeing her see-through teddy and rolls his shoulders back while stretching his neck in an attempt to not be turned on.
"Doll? Whatchya got on there, huh?", he bites his lip and smiles deviously while studying her, failing to locate her panties, 'Calm down you literally just went at it, she isn't indestructible you horny fuck!', ringing in his head as he tries to control the prominent urges to pounce.
"BABY!", Naoya wheezes when he looks over to see what Toji is talking about, "What the hell is this?! I can see your cookie!" He quickly takes his much-desired blue robes and throws them over Elska as she seems to now realize that she's practically naked. The Zenin snaps his head towards Gojo, "Whyyyyyy is she wearing this?!", he looks around, "What if Getou saw her like this you twat?!"
"I can't believe I didn't change!", Elska takes Naoya's robes and closes them around her. She goes to explain but is interrupted by Satoru.
"Well... we got all that sexy stuff but we haven't even been able to enjoy it!", Gojo opens up the robes and clicks his tongue, "See? Now we are!" Naoya slaps his wrist, which actually stings, causing Gojo to get more defensive than usual, 'Why the fuuuck did I just feel that?' He narrows his eyes while wondering if Naoya now possesses the same ability to harm him like Toji.
"I'm certainly enjoying it!", Toji is beside himself with how comfortable he's become in a situation like this; Elska being damn near nude, in lingerie and in front of all three of them. He thinks about Naoya's comment from before, 'She's not the only one evolving…', and wonders the depths to it, if he too is changing. Toji also considers that he's been put through hell in these past few days, even with the attack at the restaurant, what he was forced to do. Taking a deep breath, clearing the negativity from his mind, Toji smoothly strolls up to her. The way she looks up towards him sends a shiver through his body, but his lewd thoughts cease when she abruptly wraps her arms around him, "Doll?"
"My beloved, are you okay? How are you holding up?! You've had...", Elska refrains from mentioning Sachiko as it hurts her too, "...a lot happening." She rests her head into the giant's chest and massages his back with both hands. When he engulfs her too and begins rocking them side to side, she feels his heartbeat which puts her at ease.
He says into her hair, "I'm alright doll…", and kisses her head, "…Thank you for asking though.", holding her more firmly than before. Naoya comes up behind her and joins the embrace, causing her to giggle between them.
"You do look hot though…all my concerns aside…", Naoya slides his right hand down the front of her body and starts to throb. Not understanding why he's so easily worked up now, he quickly backs away and tries to play it off, "Maybe a little too hot."
Gojo searches through the pile of clothes until he's holding up the black lace set, 'Eat shit, Choso. You don't get to see it!'
"Love? This is the next one you should put on…", jumping his eyebrows when Naoya and Toji both look enticed. With sugar in his tone, he hums a tune while he brings it to her, slowly handing it over and then stepping back like she's filming and he doesn't want to ruin the scene. He asks the other men, "Do you want to enjoy this one right now?", and almost whimpers when he sees their starved confirmation. 'Would she really take all three of us?', he ponders while imagining how utterly overrun his precious love would be.
Elska removes Naoya's robe and gently places it on the back of a chair near her and with all eyes on her, she decides to make a performance out of it. She slowly slides off the straps to her teddy, and faces her back side towards them as she shimmies it down her torso, then hips, and finally her legs. The look on Naoya's face is so ravenous and she can feel Toji's intensity spiking with each passing second.
She grabs the black-laced corset styled piece and puts it on as gracefully as she can but fumbles with it which causes herself and everyone to laugh. When she successfully clasps it in the back though, she twirls her hips, swinging the garter attachments so they smack against her thighs whenever she alternates directions. Her gaze jumps over at Satoru who's patiently watching her with a very gratified expression, giving her a wink and pearly whites as she begins to don the thigh highs. Naoya's telling groan emits when she slips her first foot into the accordioned grasp, pointing her toes into the floor as she dramatically bends over to hoist them up.
Naoya can barely keep it together as he visually feasts on how perfect she looks. "Such a pretty little princess…", he soothes while his flesh hardens. He goes to take a step towards her, wanting to bend her over and eat her from behind, but Gojo throws an arm out and says, "Not yet, down boy…" and chuckles.
When she bends over to put on the second thigh high, Toji's majority of focus lands to her exposed womanhood. He takes a deep breath and loudly exhales in frustration, feeling the urge to dominate her immediately. He pictures how gorgeous she would be swallowing him down before he'd fold her flexible little body up like a pretzel with his hand pressuring her stomach upon entry. These images force him to take another deep breath, not even trying to hide his already raging erection. "Doll…you're going to make me mount you…", he warns playfully, licking his lips to her salacious body language that replies in a taunting manner. He chuckles gutturally, "Alright…we'll see if you're still so mighty once we're done…"
Gojo cannot believe what he is hearing right now. He's trying his best to mask his manic excitement as he perceives Toji of all people encouraging this group endeavor. It's true, they should all have had their fill by now but this lust, 'It's insatiable. She makes us insatiable…' As Elska begins snapping the garter into place he whines out loud, stirring in his position while leaning into the chair Getou once sat in. "A pretty little princess with a pretty little ass…", he whimpers at the end, seeing how the set seems to squeeze her in all of the right places. "Mmmm…love…", he breathlessly confesses while rubbing himself through his pants.
Once she has everything on, Elska turns around to face them all and deeply washes her own hands down her body, gasping quietly while doing so. The act alone, showing herself off to them, arouses her more than she could've imagined and after scanning all of their lower halves, she understands that they're enjoying this as well, so she uses a finger to motion Gojo to follow her as she singles him out. She leads him towards the short table in e center of the chairs and says, "Lay down Sati.", to which he happily does after carelessly throwing the bundle of clothes onto the couch. She directs him to sit up a little and then straddles her legs over him but with her rear in the air.
While glancing between Toji and Naoya, her fangs begin to form and she smiles before saying, "I want to taste you first Sati…", and salaciously pierces him. They moan together and she's gifted with the sight of Toji's and Naoya's eyes instantly glowing, enthralling her as they too become riled up by the act. Her Sweet Sati's dark and frightening flavor sends her into a heated frenzy as she continues to drink, wanting to let it consume her.
Naoya's heart begins to race following a sharp pain traveling through his back, so he puts his hands on his knees to keep from falling to the floor, "Fuck…not again…" He recognizes the shearing of muscles from the inevitable wings but tries to embrace it. "Princess, you're making me weird again!", he attempts to joke through wincing until the relief of the feathers ripping through his shoulder blades emerge. He closes his eyes, fearing they would be flailing wildly but gratifyingly stands up in shock when they only twitch. "Hmph! This isn't so hard!", he looks over at Toji with a wide, presumptuous grin, who then calls for his own wings.
Gojo haphazardly tries to reach between her legs while being enamored by her physical bliss. He's unable to rub Elska with the way she's arching her back however, so he uses his left hand to fondle her breast while his right clutches the base of his length. He melts beneath her, being completely fine with being used as bait for her turned, "I…I fucking love you, love…", he zealously states as she moans and sips on his essence.
Toji begins walking around to be directly behind her and merely rests his bulge into her rear so he can grab her hips to rub himself into her. Pulling on one of the elastic garter straps, he shoves his robe-covered erection between it and the meat of her rear. His wings flutter automatically in response to his enthusiasm, but his joy is cut short as Naoya now stands next to him, with less controlled flaps.
"Boy respect your elders…", he jokes about not giving up his position while maintaining his grip on Elska's waist, now sliding the sun-colored robes all over her to allow her a few moments of teasing. He sighs deeply when he sees the dampened spots of gold and then a thin string of arousal connecting them together.
Elska can't stand it any longer. As she swarmed by her salivating lovers, she whimpers to the thought of being sensually trampled by their testosterone. She sits herself up over Satoru and closes his wounds, loving the flustered expression he wears that says she's going to get it once he catches his breath. A hand wraps in her hair though and turns her head a different way, meeting lips that are accompanied by a hum.
"My prince…", she mewls while smiling into him, twirling her tongue as he aggressively shoves his into her. She doesn't mean to, but she giggles at the way Naoya's wings spaz out every so often but when their eyes meet, his hold a masterful glint which makes her shudder with outward desire.
Gojo lightly kisses her neck and collarbone while freeing himself from his pants. While stroking himself, his tip brushes against her slickened entrance, which makes him say, "My love…you're ready to take all of us aren't you? You want us to…", he guides her rear downwards and shoves his girth into her, "…to fucking ruin you?", gasping to how gummy her walls feel. She cries out into Naoya but Satoru's noticing that Zenin hasn't removed his clothes yet. That's alright though because Gojo's specifically waiting for Toji to make a move; wanting to know, wanting to feel Toji push his way through her ass. "Are you going to be able to fit in there, big guy?", he calls out while breathing into the crook of her neck as her body temperature rapidly rises, "My love…", he whispers into her skin as the wave of pheromones blast through them all.
Naoya inhales the intoxicating scent and feels he could drool but Gojo's heated question the carnality exuding Toji prompts him to wide eye his large cousin as if to silently threaten, be careful.
The Zenin looks down into Elska's glowing eyes and taunts, "What am I to do with you wifey?", and bites his lip when she's left a whimpering mess to Gojo's actions. Naoya huffs up more of the scent and growls to its destructive comfort while watching her take the Silver Shaman. He looks over to Toji who seems to be preparing himself but also is appearing somewhat nervous. Bringing his gaze back to the flushed beauty before him he asks, "Are you really going to take Toji as well baby?" He smiles when she pants out, "Yes Master Naoya!", so he tilts her head back as he angrily groans and watches her lips part open, "...me too, princess?!", he playfully asks as her eyes beg for him to join while she springs in place, "Absolutely naughty…"
Toji desperately wants to do this but isn't sure that he should. He hears Gojo brutishly cheering him on while also demeaning Elska in a sweet tone by saying, "Of course you want him to stuff you love, you live for this don't you?" Somehow, the words excite the giant though and it leads him to feeling the strange forgotten fuel of debauchery that once guided him to his doll.
'She seems to like it right now at least…', Toji thinks while he places a hand on the small of her back, slowing their motions. When he presses his tip into her, she yelps so he backs off, sweating at the thought of possibly hurting her, despite his urges.
"Doll…I don't think I can do this…at least just not... your ass…", he awkwardly tries to express his fear but witnesses Gojo grab her throat and say, "Love, tell your beloved Toji what you want. Tell Toji that you want him to try…tell him you're okay"
Toji feels a slight gust of trauma as Gojo begins to mirror himself on the night they first shared Elska which makes him more hesitant. While debating himself on right and wrong though, he hears Elska willfully cry out, "Try Toji!", and suddenly, he's bewildered by what they're doing and where they're doing it.
Looking down at her rear, he furrows his brow and decides he will but states, "Doll, if this hurts at all then you need to tell me to stop. I won't be mad or weird, I want you to be okay…" She partially turns around when Gojo releases her throat and smiles back at him in an alluring way that makes Toji autonomously drop some saliva into his hand without breaking eye contact. He likes that she's watching him but thinks to possibly slicken himself a little more before crossing this bridge, "Come here first..." He pulls up on her waist, causing Gojo to slip out of her but deviously grins to Elska before nudging his way through her core, losing his breath when she gasps pleasantly. He forces out, "Doll…fuuuuck…", and throws his head back when she accepts all of him. He opens his eyes when he hears her choking though and is momentarily stunned when he perceives Naoya rocking his hips, into her throat. "Why…why is this so fucking hot all of the sudden?", Toji softly questions them all while pushing through her.
Sain is staggering through the compound, struggling to walk a straight line after having enjoyed too much sake. When he approaches the door where their guests are located, he stops dead in his tracks when he hears the muffled moans through it. Placing his ear to the door he listens carefully.
He makes out Gojo's voice first and the words, "It's okay love, just relax and let him in, you need to take it all." Sain sharply inhales to the many images that hang in his mind until next, he hears Elska loudly whimper followed by Toji saying, "Doll, I don't have to go any further if this is all you can fit.", which sends a weird twinge of anger through him.
'She is to be Master Suguru's!', he defensively thinks, not knowing how to interrupt or handle this situation, 'Thank goodness he wanted me to do this instead though…' Sain regretfully envisions Getou stumbling upon this scenario and sweats but that's nothing as he nearly shits a brick when he sees Suguru actually turn the corner down the long hall.
"FUCK!", he pounds on the door which seems to catch some attention and through it he hastily whispers, "MASTER SUGURU IS COMING YOU IDIOTS! YOU BETTER GET DECENT AND QUICK!", feeling even more anxious when there's a mixture of swearing and giggling sounding from the other side.
Elska can't explain it but after the warning prompted them to stop, her heart sinks to the thought of Getou catching them in the act.
'He has to know we're like this, but I don't want to rub it in his face…', she thinks until then her breath freezes when she realizes that she cares about his feelings. In disbelief, she says under her breath, "Since when?"
She's lost in this internal predicament as the men frantically gather their clothes while snickering like a bunch of teenagers that are about to pretend their asleep when parents check in on them. She snaps out of it when Naoya stops tying his robes and shouts, "BABY!", pointing to her still being in lingerie.
"SHIT!", Elska exclaims, jumping to her feet to look for anything that would cover her in the pile of clothes.
"Don't worry about it, love...", Gojo stands there with blue balls like his cohorts but beams a wild grin when the door opens.
'Let's see how calm you are when you see this, gravity boy…'
Satoru didn't plan things this way and honestly, he would rather continue where they all left off but also sees no harm in taking advantage of a bad situation and spinning it, 'Perhaps now you'll understand that there is no place for you, here.'
Suguru walks in through the door and firsts takes in how odd it is that they're all standing around stiffly, appearing disheveled. When his eyes take to Elska though, his jaw fleetingly drops as his view slowly trail down her body. He even blinks a few times to make sure he's not hallucinating but comes to find that Elska is indeed wearing an absolute masterpiece of desire. The stifling scent fills his lungs, and he inhales deeply to experience it all, slowly opening his eyes and staring at her with that same abrupt lust. Spellbound, he sways over towards where they all stand, never taking his eyes off of her as she shyly tries to hide her body. To his dismay, the way the inside of her thighs shimmer tells him that he definitely interrupted something and only now does he search over the men to better understand exactly what that is.
He finds Toji and Naoya's erection pitching through their robes and scoffs in disgust, before saying, "You weren't even going to try to hide it?!", somehow able to exhaustively laugh as they awkwardly shift their stances with loose feather falling around them, "Degenerates." He's back to honing in on Elska, who in this state of mind, looks ripe for the picking and in his inebriated stupor Suguru ignores everyone else and pretends that she's waiting for him. He slows his pace upon approaching her, purposefully communicating through his eyes that he would love to devour her wholly, but cackles out, "I'm surprised you guys are letting me get so close!", he laughs and smiles as he reaches out a hand towards her.
"Touch her and you lose that fucking hand.", Gojo was expecting the Titer to have a meltdown or maybe even want to fight but is unnerved by the way he actually seems to be taking it rather well, 'Considering…' Getou glares at him, provoking every fiber in Satoru's being to end the man that once ripped out her wing. "Do it, see what happens. Perhaps you want to feel where I was just fucking her? Check the wet area, cunt."
Humiliated, Elska dips her head towards the floor and soundlessly tears up. She can tell Satoru is trying to egg him on and worries what while result from this. She also ignores how alluring Getou's stagger seemed as he walked across the room, hating herself for admitting that his dark devious eyes on her in this way feels thrilling. If she could, she'd look Getou in the eyes and plead for this to all go away, but she can't; she absolutely cannot bring herself to look at the Titer as the situation she wanted to avoid plays out. One of her tears release onto the floor below and she sniffles as she's about to cry a puddle of regrets.
Toji is able to see her face still. Seeing her upset over Getou's judgment uniquely bothers him but he isn't okay with letting her cry, "Doll? What do you say about getting some sleep?" He walks over to the couch to find something large to throw on her, "We'll call it a night and just take it eas-", but while his head was down though he hears Gojo belt out, "WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY!?" and snaps his head in the Silver Shaman's direction once again.
Naoya snarls while watching Getou wipe away her tears, "You've lost your fucking mind, Titer, get the FUCK away from her!" He expects a resolute expression feigning disdain, but to the Zenin's surprise, the eyes Suguru send him aren't hateful at all but rather are filled with sadness.
Aggrieved, Getou turns his attention back to Elska and gently speaks, "I merely wanted to make sure you had everything you need; a good host will never treat his visitors will callousness. Sain will show you to your rooms now though, if you're ready.", giving his tenderest eyes to her as his vision threatens to blur from intoxication. She nods to him, so he smiles, and bows, "Please get rest now Elska, you will need your energy and a sharp mind in the morning. I am looking forward to our training and hope you feel the same"
"Tch", Naoya pouts, "I'm sure you are, fucker!"
As Getou saunters out of the room, he raises his voice without turning around, "And you all have separate rooms for this purpose. She needs to be at 100% you degenerate animals.", ignoring the protests from the men.
"I'll show you a degenerate animal...", Gojo mutters this while absentmindedly adjusting his boner, causing Toji to make a disgusted face, "Not like that! I would never fuck Getou!"
Toji sighs, "Hopeless..."
When Suguru makes it back through the doorway, he nods to let Sain know they're ready and makes it about 18ft down the hall before he's clutching his chest and emotionally unraveling from having seen that.
"Why? Why does it have to be her? Whyyyy do I feel like I have to have her?!", he rests against the wall while attentively calming his breathing, "And why does it have to hurt so much?"
It's very clear to him that Elska has her hands full...with other men, and this regurgitated realization scrapes away what little heart he feels he has left. All he wants is to explore these new feelings, explore the vulnerable position that her very existence now puts him in, "God damn it, Elska..."
Suffering from the stark truth of her heart already being occupied, Suguru begins reconsidering the avenue of accessing her dream-state once more. It would be relatively easy to persue after they've synced but guilt compresses him as he turns and places his back against the wall, eyeing the room he just left.
He battles himself ethically on whether he even has the right to plant the seeds of his affection into her brain. Also, Getou doesn't want to obtain her that way nor does he feel he has the right to care for her after what he's done in the past. These cruel facts send him deeper into despair as he considers Gojo and the others, knowing that even if Elska did like him a little, it would never be enough for her to go against their disapproval at this point.
Running his fingers along her metal feather in his pocket, he regrettably sighs into the air, "But... I may not have a choice…"