[ unlike tamamo, it doesn't even occur to nikkari that they're out in the open. fuck it, everyone is horny, who cares!!
he doesn't even deign to provide junpei with a verbal answer as soon as tamamo gives him the okay. with a laugh that's almost closer to a legitimate cackle, he looks over his shoulder to cheekily wink at the fox before dipping down to begin biting light bruises at junpei's collarbone. he knows he only has so long to take advantage of his time alone with junpei before tamamo jumps in, so it's with quicker, sloppier nibbles that he descends upon junpei's skin, rather than the drawn-out teases he's probably gotten used to from the sword. ]
And true to her word, Tamamo really does seem fine with just watching this sword nibble all over her Master without taking off his head. Hm. Perhaps Junpei should be. concerned... but nah, it's probably fine, right? Even Tamamo knows how to share on occasion! That she is smirking at the sight in the same way that predators probably laugh at their prey before devouring them, well, that's not the issue.
She would tell Nikkari not to get too enthusiastic with those marks, but--]
Hmph. How greedy already. You better save some for me or I will be very cross.
[Everyone is horny, who cares, is such a mood because Junpei seems to just accept this. His arm's quick to wind around Nikkari's waist and there's a pleased groan as he feels the first of the bites. Usually he's better at keeping his sounds to himself but right now he has a lapful of hot sword and his spirit wife is watching which definitely does some sort of thing for him. While Nikkari nips and moves along, Junpei's eyes shift back to Tamamo curiously.
That look's also a little hot, and that's about the point Junpei thinks maybe he's not as vanilla as he thought he might have been.]
Ah. That kind of game. [There's a smirk of his own.] I didn't think either of you knew how to share.
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he doesn't even deign to provide junpei with a verbal answer as soon as tamamo gives him the okay. with a laugh that's almost closer to a legitimate cackle, he looks over his shoulder to cheekily wink at the fox before dipping down to begin biting light bruises at junpei's collarbone. he knows he only has so long to take advantage of his time alone with junpei before tamamo jumps in, so it's with quicker, sloppier nibbles that he descends upon junpei's skin, rather than the drawn-out teases he's probably gotten used to from the sword. ]
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And true to her word, Tamamo really does seem fine with just watching this sword nibble all over her Master without taking off his head. Hm. Perhaps Junpei should be. concerned... but nah, it's probably fine, right? Even Tamamo knows how to share on occasion! That she is smirking at the sight in the same way that predators probably laugh at their prey before devouring them, well, that's not the issue.
She would tell Nikkari not to get too enthusiastic with those marks, but--]
Hmph. How greedy already. You better save some for me or I will be very cross.
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That look's also a little hot, and that's about the point Junpei thinks maybe he's not as vanilla as he thought he might have been.]
Ah. That kind of game. [There's a smirk of his own.] I didn't think either of you knew how to share.