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A single hazel eye opened halfway, to the sun creeping into the gray bedroom. Jen realized she was face down in Ruki's bed, the wall to her right, and him to her left. Her dress? Nowhere in sight. She began to roll over onto her side, stretching with a soft moan that turned into a yawn, her arm extending past her head as she did so... only to feel a shock of pain in her collar. Puzzled, the dhampir used her other hand to investigate:
A bite mark, right over her collar bone.
It had begun to clot already, so she wouldn't have to worry about blood stains if she was careful; though, covering it up on her way out and back might be tricky since her dress had boasted such an open neckline. She hoisted herself up slowly, and found that there was a dull ache in her thighs, which told her a lot about what happened the previous night; the sticky feeling on her skin corroborated this. Jen sighed softly, and found herself absentmindedly staring at Ruki while she gathered her thoughts.
We really did that... and apparently, he was good.
He looked rather at peace, where normally even at his apparent calmest there seemed to be something roiling beneath the surface. She couldn't see much of him, as he was covered up to his chest by the black blanket, but she figured it was a safe bet that the vampire was in the buff. Jen wondered how much she'd gotten to see, but then a lingering, vaguely bitter flavor on her lips filled that gap in for her.
Carefully, the dhampir began to uncover herself, and made a mental note to take a shower once she managed to get home. More than likely, she smelled almost as much like Ruki as she did of anything else, may as well mentally prepare herself for the line of questioning she may get, too...
[attr="class","textieno"]Morning rises and the sun’s rays peek their way through the curtains of Ruki’s sleeping quarters. As a benefit, the eldest Mukami sleeps on his left side, turned away from the blinding lights so they won’t sting his eyes. Only for some time later did the vampire finally began to stir from the slight movement of the covers. He could barely have his eyes open halfway, feeling rather drowsy and weak, and his vision was nothing but a blur. Perhaps it’s still too early and taking more of a rest will do the trick. No, he’s not like that, better early than never getting out of bed at all.[break][break]
Before exactly getting up, the vampire did feel oddly different. Not in a bad way, of course, but somehow as if he’s more at ease. It didn’t occur much to him until a familiar, yet pungent aroma wafted around his nose. The fragrance surely widened his slate eyes, and having them draw towards the dhampir who happens to be alongside of him, in bed.[break][break]
What on earth happened, last night?[break][break]
Oh he knows. Within seconds, he came to acknowledge what has occurred. Why else is she here, the strengthened smell that surrounds the room, around them like an aura and in addition, her lacking attire? There is no doubt about it, they went further than they should have for acquaintances. The hints are already there, and it should also come to Ruki’s realization of his skin feeling slightly sticky, along with a faint and tangy taste that remains on his taste buds. There’s no point of avoiding it, but also, there’s no point in asking. He has enough proof of what has happened the former night.[break][break]
With the slightly amount of energy he has left in him, Ruki slowly lifted himself up. He stayed quiet and gave out a puzzled face towards Jen. It is impossible to reverse time, and perhaps this was inevitable, but…[break][break]
“I do not wish to talk about what has taken place here this very night, at the moment. It’ll be too time-consuming to go into further explanation.” More like he didn’t want his brothers to know that she’s still here. “But I can assure you and listen to me well, there is not even a slight thing that’s going on between us. For that, I suggest that you leave the premises, immediately. Whatever you have brought along, take it with you and get out.”
Midway through making her exit, she felt a shift in weight next to her. She'd been trying to avoid waking him up as she wasn't sure that he was much of a morning person, but she supposed there was nothing she could do now. Although she continued on her way in sliding out of the bed - via the foot - Jen heard his voice, a tad husky at the moment, telling her to leave and insisting that there was nothing "going on between" them.
Luckily, she'd been through this sort of drill before, waking up in someone's bed and needing to be out quickly, so she barely needed to glance back at him in the midst of her search for her clothing (which, her dress and shoes were easy finds; her underwear, not so much), "Fine by me, hon. Long as you don't regret it, I'm content."
She wanted to add, based on that twinge of ache in her lower body, that if he did wish to have a round two, she was willing; perhaps if they had a more sober liaison, they'd both remember how much they'd enjoyed it. Nevertheless, she soon gave up on her search for her panties, and decided that whenever they showed up, he could keep them as a trophy is he so chose, or give them back to her, whatever. The dhampir slipped her dress on, feeling that it seemed to cling more now than it did last night, and settled in on the couch for a moment to fix her shoes.
Once Jen got herself together, she slung her purse over her shoulder, and balanced on the heels. She double-checked to make sure she had her phone, then turned back to Ruki with a rather soft expression even through her disheveled hair, "See you soon~ in whatever capacity that may entail~"
She then turned heel, and made her exit, being sure to close the door as quietly as possible behind her. It didn't seem like any of the other brothers were awake, so perhaps she'd escaped that level of inquisition, at least? Still, she still couldn't quite get used to the extra breeze that whisked in certain places after such nights like this... a shower was definitely in order.
[attr="class","textieno"]That’s the question, does he regret it? In fact, what sort of salacious actions did he commit upon her aside intercourse? What obscene desires did he even fulfill last night? Of course she’s fine with it all, this woman may have some morals but she’s not ashamed of what she does. Is she ever ashamed of anything?[break][break]
“Just go.” He dismissed Jen, not wanting another word with her after that. He should’ve known that this was going to a direction that he didn’t think would happen so soon, and worse, while they’re not right in the heads because the alcohol took over. Damn it. He thought. This had to be a mistake, admittedly a stupid decision he’s ever made for once in his life. He should’ve said no to the invitation, he should’ve just ended the conversation here and there, and if she wanted to have a word with him, it’d be better off at school.[break][break]
Does he regret this, however? Ruki actually did not have an answer to that question. He grew unsure on whether or not to feel guilty about it, because he’s usually not one to feel at all guilty of his actions. This action on the other hand, it involved both of them copulating; The one thing the vampire didn’t think he’d ever go far enough to do with her, and drunk adding on to that. Yes, he had extremely lecherous, and practically vivid imaginations about it, yet he tended to ignore it despite such a massive struggle.[break][break]
Within moments, Jen had already departed but not before bidding him a farewell for the day. Once she was already gone, the eldest Mukami laid back down on his bed, contemplating what he had just done. Sure, it was more than likely inevitable, but it could’ve been avoided last night. Now, it’s too late and he can’t turn back, there’s already enough evidence that they have done so. Even this scent still lingers on to prove that.[break][break]
“I have fornicated...” He said to himself, he did so...with Jen. Worst of all, he knows he’s not going to hear the end of it.
The morning of this very day was the same for the idol; low groaning and reluctance to getting up from the comfort that his bed provided. Sliding down below the threshold of where the blanket and the pillow intermingled, only to curling into the middle of the bed and under the blankets to get the warmth for a little while longer. No longer wanting to move any further than he had curled into but, moved to do so anyway.
The groggy trek to the bathroom was a slow process of avoiding the closet door and the pause in front of its mirror to regard his morning self. Successful for the moment, only to emerge about an hour later refreshed as he would look on any other day of the week. But, he was more than willing to kill a man for breathing in his direction and with the normal smile. Well, until he had his dose of the rest of his morning routine, i.e. the special brew of coffee that he paid money for.
This of which included: running out to the nearest coffee shop in his favorite paid of sunglasses to grab his usual order, enjoying the sheer warmth of the cup between his hands all the way back to the manor. A content sigh leaving the blond’s lip, the simplistic indulgent somewhat making the meager adjustment to his mood. Once back inside with the click of the manor, Kou moved to the kitchen to enjoy it, while sitting on the counter of course, but something was off about this morning.
A certain scent lingered along the manor’s halls and the elder brother of his would have been somewhere nearby, usual book in hand and a cup of – whatever it was—in hand. In his favorite arm chair or in the chair near where he was sitting. And yet, there the kitchen was empty and vacant excluding himself, and the other two who slept in ‘til about whenever. Kou really didn’t watch the time between these things, only heard the loud thudding of one waking up, or the slow shuffle of another.
“Suspicious…” Kou muttered to himself, swinging from on top of the counter and to the ground; brows furrowing some in thought. There were only two places the elder Mukami could have been, a hiccup of a giggle as he placed his cup on the counter, time to find the other. Or, wait if he wasn’t in the first location of his choosing. Jogging up the stairs to the second floor and moving to Ruki’s room with a hum of a song coming from him.
He gave one knock to the door before throwing it open, the scent hitting him in like a great gust of wind of mixed scents. The sound that left him was melodramatic, beyond the realms of just dramatic in his normal go about. “Ne, would it kill to air out the room or open the window after you’ve done that kinda thing?! This is enough to kill a horse, or roll the dead over!” He whined loudly, waving a hand in front of his face before pausing and just lingering on the thought for a moment. “Oh…” The purr pulled from his lips and he'd cast Ruki a knowing look from the door way. “Oh, Ruki-kun you didn’t.~” Depending on the other’s reaction, he’d smile and continue on. “You did.~”
[attr="class","textieno"]Ruki attempted to fall back asleep. His eyelids were unable to stay open and went shut, afterwards. Only then, he heard the sounds of thundering footsteps getting louder once they were near his sleeping quarters, and causing his eyes to open wide in a flash. Damn it, here he comes.[break][break]
Kou had the decency to knock...only once, and suddenly have the door burst open. The eldest Mukami raises his arm up, covering his eyes, and not wanting to see the idol, at the moment. He could hear his brother comment about the stench of copulation, resulting to raise up a certain subject that Ruki wished not to talk about. Please, shut up. Not now.[break][break]
“Oh, Ruki-kun you didn’t.~” [break][break]
Once he heard Kou’s whining, dramatic voice turned into a mischievous one, Ruki slowly lifted his arm up,and revealed one eye that glared at the idol in annoyance.[break][break]
“You did.~”[break][break]
He groaned in irritation, turning his body away from Kou and pull the covers up to his shoulders. “I do not want to have this conversation, Kou. Leave me be.” [break][break]
Acknowledging that that’s not going to happen (knowing how the idol is), it would've been much appreciated. Once again, he knows he’s not going to hear the end of it. Especially the fact that his younger brother has been all up in his business now that Jen’s been around him, lately. He knows that Kou’s not stupid, not at all. He can be cunning and with that eye of his, he can read everyone with ease.[break][break]
The eye…[break][break]
Ruki knows that he can’t lie about this one, He already figures that he won’t be able to get around the fact that it was Jen that he slept with last night.
Of all the things to have found in the morning, within that very quiet morning, this was probably one of the good things to happen to stumble upon. It could’ve been worse than what it was currently, just his brother trying to hide away what little thing he couldn’t hide from him. His eye specific. A mischievous Cheshire-like smile pulled across his features.
So, the forever Virgin had finally lost it. “Mm… ..” Kou had a slight twinge of envy,
“I do not want to have this conversation, Kou. Leave me be.”
A slight tilt of his head, a mere attempt to weigh his options. To which none of them won before he was bounding to the side of the elder’s bed, crouching at the bed’s side and hands placed right on it’s edge. There wasn’t a chance he was going to immediately jump onto the bed. Nope, nuh-huh. Not just yet. “Eh? But you never want to indulge me in any kind of conversation involving these kinds of things!” The idol whined, wiggling as he much as he was capable of doing in any kind of crouched position.
Depending on how Ruki was turned on the bed, Kou would reach his hand to either give a quick poke to the chest, or to the back of his arm. Quickly retracting his wrist from being caught, leaving the faint sound of his bracelets clattering against each other in the quick retractation. “Ru-ki.” He hummed. “Talk to me, ne.~ Just a little a bit and maybe I’ll leave you alone.” No promises on that one, but at least he wasn’t invading his personal space for the time being. That was a real feat on the blond’s behalf.
« tag: @coilednoble // notes: prayin' this makes sense»
[attr="class","textieno"]As Ruki figured, Kou wasn’t going to end it right here. He felt part of the bed being pushed down by his brother’s hands and started to think that he knows what’s coming for him. Whenever it comes to situations familiar to what just occurred the night before, not even just talking about it, the idol’s curious mind always wanted to know what Ruki did or what he was up to, what was it like, how it felt and all that other stuff. Talk about being nosy.[break][break]
The more the idol whines and moves the bed, the faster Ruki’s irritation grew. It’s not that the eldest of the Mukami’s uncomfortable to discuss things with the second eldest, it’s more of that he hates the fact that the blond makes a big deal out of it.[break][break]
“Ru-ki. Talk to me, ne.~ Just a little a bit and maybe I’ll leave you alone.”[break][break]
For the vampire, it’d be much appreciable if Kou would just drop it, and continue on doing what keeps him entertained. Unfortunately, Ruki knew that’s not going to be the case, right now. He rolled his eyes and turned his head back towards the whiny idol, narrowing his eyes at him.[break][break]
“Is this really all that necessary?” he raised a brow, “Fine, if you so desperately want to know the news as if it’s dire, I had sex.” with a blunt tone in his voice, he finally informed Kou, much to his annoyance.[break][break]
“I was drunk last night, and I ended up copulating with...the transfer student.” Ruki definitely didn’t want to go into further detail, but he hopes that that would give Kou the gist that he’s in no mood to discuss this. On the other hand, he’s doubtful that the idol’s going to leave the room just from that information.[break][break]
From underneath the covers, Ruki moved around to get in a comfortable position. That is until with his hand, he felt some odd piece of fabric. Deciding to sit up a bit, he grasped onto whatever this object was that he’s holding. Taking it out from under the blanket, the vampire looks to what he has in his hand, only to have his blue-grey eyes slightly widen; a rather provocative piece of undergarments with black lace and a white cheetah-print. It’s even torn from the waistband as if it was yanked off.[break][break]
She left it.[break][break]
He glared at Kou, with a reddened look on his face, “This is not what you think.”
