kaedehara. 🔞

the sting of sake. the muted howl of the wind. solemn memories. ᴋᴀᴇᴅᴇʜᴀʀᴀ ᴋᴀᴢᴜʜᴀ — Ronin.

“Did you miss me?”

“Ah. You.”

“Or… Not so silent.”

“Silence.”

“I’ve been struggling without the ocean cradling me.”

“Tch. I can’t sleep.”

I meant secrets.

Why would it? I don’t share.

“You think I’m… pretty?”

Good girl.

“To touch.”

“What to do. Hm.”

Twisted relationships.

… sigh. He has to fuck her.

He raises an eyebrow, as if he’s surprised. “I have a lot of ideas. It will depends where my mind is wandering once the time arrives.”

“It suits you so well.” He seems to like dancing around questions. He’s far from unreasonable, though. “Though I suppose you can take it off and put it back on later.”

“Hm.” His eyes flutter shut. Thoughts gliding through his mind. Wandering, wistful thoughts. If only she weren’t so pretty. “As you wish, Archon. We can go elsewhere.” He seems to be relenting, but… “I wouldn’t want to embarrass you.”

… “Do you think pets care about being seen?” She’s almost pathetic. The great Lightning Shogun, brought to this? Perhaps he should be amicable in turn. “Then again. Pets aren’t dressed the way you are.” The roiling wind at her knees licks harder, drifting up her legs.

“Oh?” He idly twists the leash in his hand, staring back down at her in a moment of pensive thought. “And why is that?” A faint wind begins to lick at their feet. Or rather, her hands and knees. A swirling gust, growing in intensity- lapping at the hem of her kimono.