Hatori-sohma

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— There she was- giggling again. It seemed as if every time he spoke, Mine would find something to giggle at. He didn’t understand it- he didn’t tell a joke, so why did she seem so amused? Hatori wasn’t even sure if he knew any jokes if he did want to tell any. It was just another mystery to add the every growing pile. Women were such foreign creatures to him.

His guard dropped when she confirmed that she indeed was merely just teasing- that settled his nerves a bit. Strolling over, he decided to take her up on her offer- after all, it was Sunday, his only day off during the week, and he had made the trip out here. It would be a waste to turn around and head home now. Besides, he needed a bit of fresh air and a scenery change.

Slipping his hand into his pocket, he glanced over and watched as she dutifully cleaned up the area- something Ayame wouldn’t have thought to do. Yes, Mine certainly kept the snake in line… Usually. The velvet couch caught his attention, and with another heavy sigh, he decided to take a seat there while they waited. He might as well make conversation, correct? Mine was nice company, Hatori thought, so they should seize the moment.

“Has it busy today? You’re not too exhausted, are you, Mine?”

✿— “Mm.. Not any busier than it’s been this last week or so. We have quite a few people wishing to put in orders to have them done by the holidays though!” 

She finished sprucing up before excusing herself to go and lock the doors to the shop, turning the open sign around to closed. When she returned she noticed the other lounging on the couch. With a smile the seamstress picked up the folds of her dress before walking over and happily taking a seat in Hatori’s lap, making herself comfortable. 

“What about you? I’m sure you get all kinds of patients this time of year! You know, you should learn to take a breather every now and then. Why don’t you stay the night here? I’m sure Ayame would love to have you for company!”

;;yep! Time to get back to finishing up homework now that I’m done doodling. It’s already 5:30 AM but I took a nap earlier so I should be fine for a bit longer. I wanna get caught up and ahead so that tomorrow I can dedicate my time to RPing and commissions after work.

hatori-sohma

⊰ ♞ ⊱ —— …! There was that instinct- for just a fleeting moment, he wanted to escape and push her away as she pressed up against his chest. Hatori even braced himself for it; wrenching his eyes shut and silently praying. However… Nothing happened. No poof, nothing. Just the warmth of her breasts against his chest, her soft words wrapping him in comfort and some slight teasing…

That’s right, I’m free. The curse was broken.

Hatori sighed; not so much as sighed, as exhaled loudly, utterly relieved. “No, I don’t need to try any outfits on, thank you,” Hatori mumbled, a tad awkwardly, and glancing away from her. He thought the worst of it was over, that was, until she asked if he was into biting.

…Into biting?

“I’m not into anything,” Hatori grumbled, shifting and squirming a bit as she dominated him, in his lap and pressed up against his chest. This was more than he could handle, in all truthfulness- the ex-dragon was practically vibrating under her with nerves, trembling at the contact. “I… I’m not like you and Ayame, I don’t partake in those kinds of activities.”

✿— Mine remained perfectly still and patiently waited to see if it was alright for her to continue sitting here, more than willing to slide off of his lap and give him his personal space if the other began to panic or become too uncomfortable.

When he made no effort to push her away she smiled warmly and chuckled at his response, peering up at him and humming to herself. It was always so interesting to see just how different Hatori was from, say, Ayame or Shigure. Not that she minded.

She felt him begin to fidget a bit, a coy grin forming as she nosed at his jawline and lazily played with the hair on the base of his neck. “Activities? You mean sex? It’s not a bad word, Hatori--- you of all people should know it’s natural for people to do.”

stubbornasstantei

“Oh right. I came around to get some hair gel..” Murmured the delinquent once he received his response. Though what followed caused him to stare quizzically at the girl for a moment. A fantasy shop..? “And here I thought I could go a week without something stupid happening.. So this is some kind of kink shop, huh? Maybe I can get Kuwabara to tag along and he can finally get lucky.”

✿— “Well we have lots of gel-- I’m pretty sure we have some hair gel here too! It’s not as big a selection as our lube, but I’m sure you’ll be able to find something at the very least!” Mine gives a quick nod before brushing out the wrinkles from her apron and folding her hands in front of her. “We keep most of the kinky stuff in the back half of the store though--- so as long as you bring your ID’s with ya, you’re more than welcome to head on back!”

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✿— Mine hears the bell above the door to the shop jingle, humming softly to herself as she finished the last inch or two left on the hemming of the dress. “I’ll be with you in just a moment!”

mallaithe

❛   cosplay ?   ❜  he echoes, eyes widening && brows furrowing with confusion . oh, but yes … that’s right . he cannot simply tell this girl that he isn’t a cosplayer .  he has a secret identity to protect, after all .  ❛   i … well … it’s … I’m not certain of its origins other than it was made in ireland . i never thought it would draw forth such admiration .   ❜

✿— “On the contrary--- a good seamstress always takes the time to appreciate great work!” She continues to look him over before blinking, tracing one of the seams with her fingers before quickly leaning back and pulling her hands away with an apologetic smile. “Ah, apologies! That’s just an old-fashioned way of sewing such a piece, most use sewing machines to cut back on time and minimize the window for error. How interesting!”