[She's kind of adorable if he thinks about it. The ears are active and he's mindful of the tails, holding the pint between them so she can dig in. Truth be told, he sort of just wanted to make her happy since she's proven to be nice and loyal so far. The sex is a bonus, and he's idly wondering about his ascension to furridom when Tamamo Says That.]
I--huh? [His voice changes pitch as he sounds confused, looking at the ice cream and then looking at her.] I've never really tried it. [That's 100% not a no though, and he gives the pint another considering look. Today is going to be weird.]
But I did take a shower. [This is apparently a big deal, he's nice and clean and somehow thinks that makes him a good candidate for licking? And, more pragmatically:] We both know why I'm really here anyway, so...kinda makes sense. Who knows? Maybe we'll get more points for creativity.
[This is the problem with having a Master who just rolls with everything she says.
Because Tamamo had been joking, except now she isn't, and the ice-cream laden spoon doesn't travel any further to her mouth before it abruptly changes trajectory--
For Junpei's mouth, as she unceremoniously shoves the spoon right in. If it accidentally clicks against his teeth, sorry about that. She'll make up for it by leaning in and kissing him on the mouth this time, licking at his lips before pulling back with a satisfied grin]
[It definitely clacks against his teeth?! Tamamo!? There's a muffled "hey!" but it gets cut off when she kisses his mouth. The natural response, of course, is to try and kiss back, lips parting when her tongue travels over them and face dropping into a look of annoyance when she finally pulls away.]
You didn't even give me a chance to taste it for myself. Talk about selfish. [...still teasing. And maybe it's a challenge to see how far he can push her.]
[Junpei should know better than to get into a competition with foxes. Her eyebrow arches at the look he shoots her, before she takes another spoonful of ice cream]
Very well then, since you asked so nicely.
[He didn't ask at all, frankly, but that won't stop her from slipping the spoon into her mouth this time, removing it, and then looking at Junpei expectantly with something bordering a smirk]
[Oh. Well. He looks at her for a hot second before he's moving to kiss her instead. This is gross if he thinks about it for too long but it's sugary and that's what counts here. He's also reaching back to stick his finger in the ice cream and swipe up a spoonful before pulling back from that kiss.
He's holding his finger up with a purpose? Suck it.
Did anyone expect him to take this very seriously? Sorry to disappoint.]
[Food kink was never on Tamamo's list of kinks to explore but HE STARTED THIS so she's gonna finish it, by god.
Also he is so lucky he confessed to showering because Tamamo would have kicked him right into hers. But as it stands, she will lean forward like he gave her the command, drawing his digit in and slowly sucking on it while a smirk overtakes her features.
... And then very pointedly biting his sugary finger too, OOPS.]
[They're both bad at this, it's fine. There's a slight intake of breath through his nose while her lips wrap around his finger, mouth closed around him and drawing in...
...and there's a small yelp when she bites.]
Hey! [NO!!! Bite him somewhere he likes, thanks!] I'm putting it away if that's how we're doing this.
[...he pokes her cheek with his finger.] Maybe don't might what's really important either? I'm not into that. [He means his dick. Please don't bite his dick. But she's nuzzling and being cute again and he shakes his head.]
I guess I can forgive you just this once. [He looks at the ice cream and then at Tamamo before he sets the container between his legs, shifting to pull his shirt over his head. Progress? A test? He's curious what she's going to go after first and he leans back on his hands in a bit of a pose once the shirt is gone. With his arm angled this way though, it's hard to see the black words inked along his side and near his ribs.]
[Her eyes... flicker, for a moment, but they settle back on Junpei's face quickly enough. They've waited long enough to set the mood, she reasons. Another detour could very well put them behind schedule.
It's none of her business if Junpei has already slept with other people; her duty is to keep him alive, and so she wills herself to proceed as if she's seen nothing.
Which means that adorable pose is gonna have to go, sorry. She leans forward enough to push at his chest, hand splayed open until he's flat on his back.]
Fine, fine. I'll keep my claws and teeth to myself.
[Taking that spoon and now just spooning ice cream right onto his abs? Sure, that's a thing that's happening now.]
I hope you're not too cold~
[Spoken in sing-song like she knows just how to fix that]
[MIGHT SHOULD HAVE BEEN BITE OH NO anyway...it's fine. He's not under the impression that he's Tamamo's first (here or in any lifetime) and that part matters less. It's grandstanding and trying to be comfortable with this, holding up his end of the deal. He's immediately knocked over again, staring up at her while she's digging the spoon into the ice cream container.]
Well you don't have to keep them totally to--cold! [It doesn't matter that Tamamo gave him a warning, that's fucking freezing as the ice cream drips onto his abs, slowly beginning to melt due to the change in temperature. This was a bad idea, and yet!! His arms are shaking a little while he prop himself up on his elbows to look at her.] It is. So cold. [Please fix it, they're NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN AHHH COLD BAD!!!]
Tamamo can't believe that she finds this adorable and yet here she is, giggling into her kimono and watching the ice cream melt on his bare skin. Sure, she could swoop in immediately to save him from his fate, but nah, she's gonna wait a couple of seconds first.]
Whoops, my hand slipped~♥
[DOES JUNPEI HAVE REGRETS YET?
-- Okay fine, she'll get the show on the road eventually, barely containing her laughter as she leans over and laps the ice cream right off him with her tongue. The entire time maintaining eye-contact, a grin on her face, like she dares him to say something]
[Junpei has so many regrets. SO! MANY! CARAMEL SWIRL REGRETS!! But as it is he's laying on his back and Tamamo's moving, and even with the eye contact he finds it hard to keep still. His back arches a little as she licks, a soft groan following as his toes curl inside his shoes.
He can't even say anything?? Tamamo is in the power position here and he maintains eye contact as well as possible, trying to ignore the way the shift in temperature on his abs floods his veins and sends blood straight to his dick.
...it's a hot woman doing things to him. What else can he do here?]
Hey...Tamamo. [He sounds like he's trying to keep his voice steady....but there's a daring grin.] You missed a spot.
[... She liked it better when he just sat there being cute, now he's opened his mouth and ruined it.
And it's clear she's deliberating between teasing him more or just giving in, and the woman pulls back far enough that her pout is visible. She's yet to use her hands for anything but scooping, and --
Actually, speaking of that matter]
Look at this. I lick a little ice cream off your abs and now you've turned daring.
[Scooping a healthy amount of ice cream into the spoon, and she holds it like a dare above his still covered crotch]
You say I've missed a spot, have you? Well, it'd be much easier to create a bigger mess and then clean up that up, if you prefer.
Because there is no way Tamamo's gonna back down now. If Junpei wants ice cream all over his dick, she is here to deliver the punishment.]
If that's the case... [twirling the spoon between her fingers, careful not to spill a drop of ice cream yet. She is unfortunately having the time of her life right now.] Let's get on with it then. Remove your belt, if you will, Master~? I'd feel bad staining the leather.
[I keep remembering this is real and dying. He doesn't even really want this but he kinda does because he's 100% cool with a mouth on his junk? So. Yeah. He shakes his head and removes his belt, dropping it to the floor with a dull thud and even undoing the top of his jeans to push down his hips a little.
He's helping. It's also a little more obvious now that she's definitely doing something to him, a bulge in the front of black underwear present between them. It's fine, he's easy, and maybe he has some mouth kinks. We don't talk about it.]
[Remember when I said we were gonna do ftb WELL TOO LATE, THIS NEEDS TO BE DOCUMENTED FOR SCIENCE, someone please save my immortal soul]
So this is what you're into, Master? I must say, I'm a little surprised.
[No, she is not surprised in the slightest. The inclusion of the ice cream aside, Tamamo would be a little offended if she wasn't having any effect on him. A woman has her pride.
-- Also that underwear? Annoying. It's in the way and she will take her free hand and yank that down too, grinning pleasantly. DICKS OUT FOR TAMAMO]
[I'm gonna kill you, we are both soulless. DICKS OUT FOR TAMAMO which means there's a groan as fabric drags over said-dick and he's freed from the fabric. She should be proud of herself given the circumstances, Junpei already slightly flushed and half-hard under her touch.]
Yeah...? [Ignore how his tone is a little lower and his eyes are half-closed, hips shifting a little.] I'm into a lot of things, but a guy's gotta have some secrets.
[Just. Drop ice cream on his dick to shut him up, Tamamo, he deserves this.]
[She gave him like three chances to retreat, Junpei deserves all the pain that is coming to him.
There is now ice cream on this poor man's dick.
And Tamamo is laughing like the evil fox that she is. Regrets? None on her end. She even gets another scoop of ice cream and shoves that into her mouth because she's barely gotten to eat any with all of this tomfoolery.
-- Oh don't worry, she'll get to it in a second, but watching him squirm is half the fun. Even her tails are wagging.]
Is it cold?
[SHE HAS THE NERVE TO ASK, though deciding it won't do her any good if he literally dies in agony, Tamamo sighs and leans forward, grabbing him at the base and with agonizing slowness, begins to lap up the ice cream]
[STOP LAUGHING AT HIM? He's kind of unsure if she's laughing at him or laughing at his misery and he'd prefer the latter but that's. Something entirely different. As it is, there's a loud hiss once the ice cream makes contact.]
God... [YES. IT'S COLD. It's cold and okay maybe he's a little into that, head tipping down toward his own chest to watch. Luckily Tamamo is still a good wife and even while he's starting to shiver, the slow licks are probably going to kill him.
Obviously, her mouth directly on him has an even more drastic effect as the heat of her tongue takes off the chill of the dessert, and maybe he's even more of an idiot than she thought because while this is going on there's a soft groan of pleasure and his free hand curls into a fist against the bed. There's an unintelligible mumble of some kind even as he briefly twitches in her hand.
But, he's not urging her to go faster? He seems to be enjoying this pace just fine.]
[Good, because Tamamo hates to be rushed to anyone's beat but her own. Her eyebrows arch at the mumbling, but that he moans is plenty encouragement enough, prompting her to continue her administrations until nearly all of the ice cream is lapped up.
And then she just. pulls back and licks her fingers like a cat more than a fox, eyeing both Junpei's erection and then him in his entirety, like a meal spread out before her. The coyness has disappeared.
Truly, she is not a patient woman.]
Amusing as this is, Master, just sit back and relax now.
[That is literally all the warning he gets because she swoops right back in, this time taking him all the way in her mouth, sucking all the while. Fox wife is a thot, news at 11]
[Meanwhile, there's Junpei slowly losing his mind as he watches her tongue lick him clean, trying not to writhe beneath her while she works. The ice cream's cleaned away and Tamamo licks her fingers, another pathetic sound getting stuck in Junpei's throat as he watches carefully. A hand tries to move to touch himself, all-too-aware of his own hardness but then Tamamo speaks and his hand pauses halfway.
Relax, huh? He blinks and drops his hand before there's suddenly a flash of movement and Tamamo going down on him.]
Fuck! [NOT WHAT HE EXPECTED! AT ALL! Excuse him for jerking up into her mouth, he's trying not to do that so he doesn't choke her.] Oh fuck...[Well. The hand that was going for his own cock seems to redirect to the back of Tamamo's head, fingers burying in her hair and holding her steady. He's fine with relaxing, damn.]
[Briefly she wonders if he's a virgin? Like damn, she only just started sucking and he's already a mess. But that unwelcome thought leads to more, specifically the name of a woman she does not know the appearance of.
For both of their sakes, she discards it quickly.
And so long as that hand in her hair doesn't get too bold and pull at her roots, it's allowed to stay where it is. She pays it little mind with all of her focus on the cock in her mouth, working her tongue slowly against the underside, and reminding herself how Master probably won't like it if her canines scape the tip. Really, being careful is so much work.]
[You'd think so, but nah. Nahhh, it's just been a while (over a year, to be honest), and also he kind of really likes having his dick sucked, it's fine. He's nice at least and he doesn't pull her hair so much as simply plays with it to give his hand something to do, an extension of excess energy while trying to lay back and let this happen.
Please don't bite his dick, Tamamo, he'll cry. As it is though he settles into it, keeping himself almost boneless against the bed while keeping one eye closed and the other open to watch her. There's a soft groan as her tongue hits the underside, but most of the responses are deep, steadily breaths. He'd be more than fine with this, obviously, but after a moment he shuts his eye and speaks up.]
...I'm returning the favor, you know. [So maybe don't get him off with just your mouth, Tamamo? He's flexible though.]
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I--huh? [His voice changes pitch as he sounds confused, looking at the ice cream and then looking at her.] I've never really tried it. [That's 100% not a no though, and he gives the pint another considering look. Today is going to be weird.]
But I did take a shower. [This is apparently a big deal, he's nice and clean and somehow thinks that makes him a good candidate for licking? And, more pragmatically:] We both know why I'm really here anyway, so...kinda makes sense. Who knows? Maybe we'll get more points for creativity.
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Because Tamamo had been joking, except now she isn't, and the ice-cream laden spoon doesn't travel any further to her mouth before it abruptly changes trajectory--
For Junpei's mouth, as she unceremoniously shoves the spoon right in. If it accidentally clicks against his teeth, sorry about that. She'll make up for it by leaning in and kissing him on the mouth this time, licking at his lips before pulling back with a satisfied grin]
Hmmm. Delicious~
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You didn't even give me a chance to taste it for myself. Talk about selfish. [...still teasing. And maybe it's a challenge to see how far he can push her.]
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Very well then, since you asked so nicely.
[He didn't ask at all, frankly, but that won't stop her from slipping the spoon into her mouth this time, removing it, and then looking at Junpei expectantly with something bordering a smirk]
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He's holding his finger up with a purpose? Suck it.
Did anyone expect him to take this very seriously? Sorry to disappoint.]
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Also he is so lucky he confessed to showering because Tamamo would have kicked him right into hers. But as it stands, she will lean forward like he gave her the command, drawing his digit in and slowly sucking on it while a smirk overtakes her features.
... And then very pointedly biting his sugary finger too, OOPS.]
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...and there's a small yelp when she bites.]
Hey! [NO!!! Bite him somewhere he likes, thanks!] I'm putting it away if that's how we're doing this.
[...he's maybe like 60% serious.]
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I wasn't biting anything important! [God, she didn't even draw blood, this baby]
Don't be stingy, Master!
[Look! She's even nuzzling his hand with the side of her cheek now.]
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I guess I can forgive you just this once. [He looks at the ice cream and then at Tamamo before he sets the container between his legs, shifting to pull his shirt over his head. Progress? A test? He's curious what she's going to go after first and he leans back on his hands in a bit of a pose once the shirt is gone. With his arm angled this way though, it's hard to see the black words inked along his side and near his ribs.]
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It's none of her business if Junpei has already slept with other people; her duty is to keep him alive, and so she wills herself to proceed as if she's seen nothing.
Which means that adorable pose is gonna have to go, sorry. She leans forward enough to push at his chest, hand splayed open until he's flat on his back.]
Fine, fine. I'll keep my claws and teeth to myself.
[Taking that spoon and now just spooning ice cream right onto his abs? Sure, that's a thing that's happening now.]
I hope you're not too cold~
[Spoken in sing-song like she knows just how to fix that]
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Well you don't have to keep them totally to--cold! [It doesn't matter that Tamamo gave him a warning, that's fucking freezing as the ice cream drips onto his abs, slowly beginning to melt due to the change in temperature. This was a bad idea, and yet!! His arms are shaking a little while he prop himself up on his elbows to look at her.] It is. So cold. [Please fix it, they're NEVER DOING THIS AGAIN AHHH COLD BAD!!!]
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so bad at this
Tamamo can't believe that she finds this adorable and yet here she is, giggling into her kimono and watching the ice cream melt on his bare skin. Sure, she could swoop in immediately to save him from his fate, but nah, she's gonna wait a couple of seconds first.]
Whoops, my hand slipped~♥
[DOES JUNPEI HAVE REGRETS YET?
-- Okay fine, she'll get the show on the road eventually, barely containing her laughter as she leans over and laps the ice cream right off him with her tongue. The entire time maintaining eye-contact, a grin on her face, like she dares him to say something]
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He can't even say anything?? Tamamo is in the power position here and he maintains eye contact as well as possible, trying to ignore the way the shift in temperature on his abs floods his veins and sends blood straight to his dick.
...it's a hot woman doing things to him. What else can he do here?]
Hey...Tamamo. [He sounds like he's trying to keep his voice steady....but there's a daring grin.] You missed a spot.
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And it's clear she's deliberating between teasing him more or just giving in, and the woman pulls back far enough that her pout is visible. She's yet to use her hands for anything but scooping, and --
Actually, speaking of that matter]
Look at this. I lick a little ice cream off your abs and now you've turned daring.
[Scooping a healthy amount of ice cream into the spoon, and she holds it like a dare above his still covered crotch]
You say I've missed a spot, have you? Well, it'd be much easier to create a bigger mess and then clean up that up, if you prefer.
[Is Junpei feeling bold today?]
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I wasn't daring in your eyes before? That's a shame. [But that spoon is moving and he...squints.]
It's not my day to do laundry. [But his hand drifts toward his belt buckle.] But I'm not opposed to getting a little dirty.
[Why the fuck is Tamamo sleeping with this man. Even he knows that was a bad play on words given how he's giving her a smug look.]
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Because there is no way Tamamo's gonna back down now. If Junpei wants ice cream all over his dick, she is here to deliver the punishment.]
If that's the case... [twirling the spoon between her fingers, careful not to spill a drop of ice cream yet. She is unfortunately having the time of her life right now.] Let's get on with it then. Remove your belt, if you will, Master~? I'd feel bad staining the leather.
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He's helping. It's also a little more obvious now that she's definitely doing something to him, a bulge in the front of black underwear present between them. It's fine, he's easy, and maybe he has some mouth kinks. We don't talk about it.]
Better?
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So this is what you're into, Master? I must say, I'm a little surprised.
[No, she is not surprised in the slightest. The inclusion of the ice cream aside, Tamamo would be a little offended if she wasn't having any effect on him. A woman has her pride.
-- Also that underwear? Annoying. It's in the way and she will take her free hand and yank that down too, grinning pleasantly. DICKS OUT FOR TAMAMO]
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Yeah...? [Ignore how his tone is a little lower and his eyes are half-closed, hips shifting a little.] I'm into a lot of things, but a guy's gotta have some secrets.
[Just. Drop ice cream on his dick to shut him up, Tamamo, he deserves this.]
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There is now ice cream on this poor man's dick.
And Tamamo is laughing like the evil fox that she is. Regrets? None on her end. She even gets another scoop of ice cream and shoves that into her mouth because she's barely gotten to eat any with all of this tomfoolery.
-- Oh don't worry, she'll get to it in a second, but watching him squirm is half the fun. Even her tails are wagging.]
Is it cold?
[SHE HAS THE NERVE TO ASK, though deciding it won't do her any good if he literally dies in agony, Tamamo sighs and leans forward, grabbing him at the base and with agonizing slowness, begins to lap up the ice cream]
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God... [YES. IT'S COLD. It's cold and okay maybe he's a little into that, head tipping down toward his own chest to watch. Luckily Tamamo is still a good wife and even while he's starting to shiver, the slow licks are probably going to kill him.
Obviously, her mouth directly on him has an even more drastic effect as the heat of her tongue takes off the chill of the dessert, and maybe he's even more of an idiot than she thought because while this is going on there's a soft groan of pleasure and his free hand curls into a fist against the bed. There's an unintelligible mumble of some kind even as he briefly twitches in her hand.
But, he's not urging her to go faster? He seems to be enjoying this pace just fine.]
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And then she just. pulls back and licks her fingers like a cat more than a fox, eyeing both Junpei's erection and then him in his entirety, like a meal spread out before her. The coyness has disappeared.
Truly, she is not a patient woman.]
Amusing as this is, Master, just sit back and relax now.
[That is literally all the warning he gets because she swoops right back in, this time taking him all the way in her mouth, sucking all the while. Fox wife is a thot, news at 11]
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Relax, huh? He blinks and drops his hand before there's suddenly a flash of movement and Tamamo going down on him.]
Fuck! [NOT WHAT HE EXPECTED! AT ALL! Excuse him for jerking up into her mouth, he's trying not to do that so he doesn't choke her.] Oh fuck...[Well. The hand that was going for his own cock seems to redirect to the back of Tamamo's head, fingers burying in her hair and holding her steady. He's fine with relaxing, damn.]
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For both of their sakes, she discards it quickly.
And so long as that hand in her hair doesn't get too bold and pull at her roots, it's allowed to stay where it is. She pays it little mind with all of her focus on the cock in her mouth, working her tongue slowly against the underside, and reminding herself how Master probably won't like it if her canines scape the tip. Really, being careful is so much work.]
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Please don't bite his dick, Tamamo, he'll cry. As it is though he settles into it, keeping himself almost boneless against the bed while keeping one eye closed and the other open to watch her. There's a soft groan as her tongue hits the underside, but most of the responses are deep, steadily breaths. He'd be more than fine with this, obviously, but after a moment he shuts his eye and speaks up.]
...I'm returning the favor, you know. [So maybe don't get him off with just your mouth, Tamamo? He's flexible though.]
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