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( from here! )

Ah...

[ The noise escapes Mona before she can stop it, her lashes fluttering open as Fang gingerly cups her chin. She's forced to look up, now, the pearlescent green of eyes surprisingly bright from within the confines of their shared closet. Mona can feel it, too—heat beginning to simmer under her skin, crawling its way up her neck. For all of her attempts at bravado, she can't stifle earnest reactions like this... especially when the other woman is so close, observing her features with a concerned crease in her brow.

Instinctively, Mona swallows. Her response is no more than an embarrassed mumble, though said with genuine gratitude. ]

Thank you.

[ Fang closes the distance between them, and for a moment, Mona can just feel the warmth of her proximity. Then, it happens—a gentle pressure against her lips, soft and lovely. A shiver races down Mona's back from the sensation, but she returns the kiss the best she can. How does it go... a tilt of the head, mouth moving slightly. Her heart is pounding so loudly, Mona has to wonder if Fang can hear it.

It as she reaches out to grasp Fang's arms—to steady herself, she notes distantly—that Mona lightly hums her approval. ]

( from here! )

Is that so...?

[ Mona is a researcher at heart, so hearing that admittedly makes her curious. In her own world, she has spent countless hours deciphering Constellations—one's fate, though said in Teyvat's terms—and picking them apart. It doesn't matter how webbed or concentrated they are. If there is a truth hidden away in its depths, she's often determined to pluck it free. It has caused her grief on occasion, but an astrologist is taught to never look away from it. Acceptance is key.

Would Tyki be able to accept his fate if she were to read it? He says she'd be surprised... he may already have an inkling what is in store. ]

If you ever do change your mind, you are free to ask. I awoke here without my Vision, but it is still possible for me to divine using water from elsewhere. It was more of a crutch for me, anyway.

[ She doesn't elaborate on what a Vision is, because— ]

But a meal sounds lovely... [ And then, her stomach growls. Mona pinkens. ] P-Pardon me. I haven't eaten today. It might be best to hurry.

Edited 2024-01-05 06:08 (UTC)

[ Content with her purchase and ready to leave the store, Mei Mei is wearing her new pinstripe dress when a young(?) woman runs into her. She instinctively reaches up to help steady her and winds up holding a leash? How odd. Her eyes travel along the length and finds that it ends at a collar around the woman's neck. Oh, what a surprise. ]

If you wanted to be my pet, you could have asked. Don't you want to be a good girl?

[ Her tone is teasing and friendly while the hand that holds the leash tightens around it. She wraps the length around her hand, limiting how far the woman can move away from her. ]

G-Good—?!

[ It comes out as an undignified squeak, her hands still gripping the collar around her neck. The other woman's voice is like honey when she speaks—good-natured still, if not amused by this little outcome. Mona instinctually flushes because of it. Since waking, she's ended up in a handful of unusual situations, but having someone refer to her as their pet is certainly at the top. There's little doubt; this resort is determined to embarrass Mona. Why else would it collar and present her like this?

The leash is tightened enough that Mona is brought forward somewhat, her means of escape shot. Though, she figures if she had attempted one, she would've been tugged right back. ]

It—it wasn't me, [ she stresses, red to her ears. ] Before I knew it, the collar had captured and dragged me here.

[ To you, she finishes silently. ]

This is merely a coincidence... I-I have no need for a master!

[ The leash between them flicks in disapproval. ]

[ My, what a pretty shade of pink, she thinks. Mei Mei's excitement for engaging in their predicament grows with each squeak, stammer, and stressed syllable. Cute. It reminds her of... no, that's a matter for back home, not something to waste time or thought on here. ]

Only naughty girls in need of a firm hand to guide them make excuses, Kitten.

[ From other experiences today, she fully understands that whatever this is, it needs to play out to some endpoint before they can be released. From the moment Mei Mei took control, the leash relaxed in her hand. Not that she could drop it any more than she could remove the collar from her temporary pet, but it seems... content to sit in her hand, not demanding anything of her she isn't freely giving. ]

There are seats in the dressing rooms, we can adjourn to one of them for some privacy while we find a way out of this mess.

[ Mei Mei isn't cruel, she wouldn't dare drag this woman around in front of an audience of other guests when she seems so flustered and embarrassed. Nor is she going to suggest they sit out in the open where any other shopper can enjoy the show. ]

Ugh.

[ Although she moans, Mona does, admittedly, feel a little quiver of something inside her upon hearing the stranger's nickname. Kitten... Not only that, but a naughty one. She finds that she can't exactly refute it—aside from the auction she was subjected to, Mona has strove to resist each bewildering predicament she has ended up in. None of those endeavors panned out, but it was worth the try. However, this clearly isn't what the hotel desires of her.

And now... well, it's clear that she won't be fumbling her way out of this one, either. ]

...Y-Yes, you're right. I don't think it'll allow us to separate. [ Mona then expels a weary sigh. She can feel her face blistering, so she averts her gaze and mumbles out the rest. ] I suppose... this does make me your pet. At least for now.

[ The leash doesn't have a face at all, but it appears very pleased with this outcome. The tension around Mona's neck has also lessened. ]

I believe the dressing rooms are that way. I—I'll follow your lead.

[ The master has the leash for a reason, right? ]

Don't sound so down about it, Kitten. Relax. I think you'll want to be my pet longer than this collar and leash demands it.

[ Of course, whether she actually wants to keep anyone as a pet depends on what she'd get out of it, but the confidence sells the idea that she has any real experience with pet play. The only collars and leashes she's used have been metaphorical, wrapping others around her finger to serve her. ]

I know where they are.

[ Mei Mei takes the lead, guiding her to the nearest dressing room. ]

What is my kitten's name?

[ She closes the stall door behind them before leading her over to the bench. There's only the space for one of them to sit, so Mei Mei takes the seat. ]

I'll leave it up to you, would you like to kneel on the floor before me, or are you more of a lap kitty?

[ Her smile is warm and welcoming, trying to put her at ease even as she makes demands. They may not have consented to begin with, but Mei Mei hopes this can become consensual and beneficial to them both. She has no clue how far the leash and collar will push them before allowing them their freedom. ]

[It had been forever, hadn't it? The last time she'd done something like this — it tugs at a memory, hundreds of years old. Being pushed, laughing, into a closet during one of those parties they'd used to have in the village. She can almost remember the girl's face cloaked in soft shadow, remembers all the clumsy fooling around. An old recollection lying beneath crystal dust now: silent and still.

The grip on her arms brings her back to the present, even as the memory bleeds just so at the edges into this. Mona's little hum of approval stirs something in her — the strike of a match against the wick of a candle. Her arms come to wrap around the smaller woman, a hand settling gently in the dip of her lower back and coaxing her closer. Fang's lips part, tongue slipping out to glide over Mona's lower lip in a tease, wordlessly urging her to do the same.]

[ Will I? She wonders, obediently nodding and following after the other woman's footsteps. Her lack of experience is no one's fault but her own; Mona knows this well. Other than the occasional trip to the tavern to drink with peers, she has spent a majority of her time in her study analyzing textbooks and researching. Any potential romantic or physical ventures were avoided, and now she's here, completely at a loss for what to do. Perhaps being denoted as a pet will give her some reprieve.

Regardless, the first thing to do would be introducing herself. ]

Of course. My name is Mona Megistus. [ Mona puffs up just a bit. She takes pride in herself, so even if she's in a vulnerable position, she wants her importance to be acknowledged. ] It means, 'The Great Astrologist Mona'.

[ And having reached their destination, she then slips through the entryway and into the tiny dressing room itself. Her 'master' shuts the door and finds a seat on the bench along the other wall, fluidly and with a level of confidence Mona can only hope she can replicate. ]

I... [ Oh, she can feel warmth in her face again, permeating her cheeks and settling across the bridge of her nose. ] I will seat myself on you.

[ There's a moment where she lingers, her heart fluttering rapidly in her chest, eyes on the inviting, plush stretch of leg in front of her. However, it lasts for no more than a second. Mona soon reaches out to rest her hands on slim shoulders, lowering her body until she is nestled on her partner's soft lap. She truly does feel like a kitten this way. ]

M-May I have your name?

[He doesn't ask her to elaborate on the Vision, as through context alone it's enough to imply some sort of implement or tool of power; it'll be a piece of information to store in the back of his mind to ask after in the future. For the time being, at least, they are simply on a date. And he intends to enjoy it to the fullest.

Those words draw a soft laugh from his throat, and he turns, steering them toward the entrance to the Gilded Cage.]

You poor thing. We'll be sure to fill you up quickly, then.

[There's a tease in his tone, darkly underlaid, the slightest flirtation. They soon enter a foyer decorated with elegant flowers and diamond chandeliers and lit candles; the mood lighting is considerably romantic.]

Two please. [Spoken to the wait staff, who leads them deeper inside, toward a cozy table tucked into one corner.] My treat, Mona, since you had to suffer on stage before. I'll say, though, you handled it well. You were much more outspoken than most of the others I saw.

Mona Megistus, a lovely name for a cute kitten.

[ She watches intently as Mona gets settled into her lap, bringing one hand to rest at her waist so she doesn't slip away so easily, her other hand still occupied by the leash she physically cannot let go of. ]

I'm Mei Mei. I'm afraid my own name's meaning is not as exciting as yours. The kanji used to write my name means dark, or darkness, so I suppose my name could be considered Dark Dark, or Dark Darkness.

[ Mei Mei offers a warm smile, pulling Mona closer. ]

For now you can call me Mistress.

[ There are other names she could offer, but Mona is too close in age to be calling her Mommy, and Nee-sama is reserved for her little brother. She's still only a wildcard, so asking to be called Queen or Goddess feels above her station. Not that she doesn't have the confidence to demand to be called them anyway, but it does feel a bit much given their situation. No, Mistress is good enough. ]

[ That simple hum seems to have melted Fang and her inhibitions, because soon those lean arms circle around Mona and bring her in closer. It's so very warm, but it isn't unpleasant in the slightest. Mona doesn't even realize it, but her hands end up gently clasping Fang's front, leaning up on her toes to chase after that precious heat.

...And to her delight, Fang provides her with more than that.

Mona's brows upturn as the other woman licks into her, a quick, playful swipe that doesn't quite slip between her lips. It leaves Mona wanting, a blush blossoming in her cheeks. This—would be a real kiss, one that people share when they are smoldering with affection and desire. Mona is compelled to complete it; she is grown, isn't she? Mona can be bold, too. Even if she is the one being led here, it doesn't mean she should be underestimated any.

Encouraged, she leans in to flick her tongue against Fang's, a nearly inaudible sound spilling out her throat as she does. It's a cute noise, a bit needy. Mona doesn't give Fang time enough to dwell on it, though, dragging herself against her partner's plump bottom lip to taste her. ]

...Mm. Thank you.

[ His playfulness results in her blush renewing, and she lowers her chin and averts her gaze. Mona had thought this before, but he is quite a handsome fellow. It shouldn't be surprising if it contributes to her embarrassment, should it? Being teased by someone pretty would make anyone fluster; Mona herself is no exception. And given their setting... no, no, it's best not to get too imaginative. It'll make it more difficult to look Tyki in the eye.

It is with pink still lingering in her face that Mona settles across from him at their table. Given how lavish everything is, she is looking forward to dining on the resort's cuisine. The fact it is a treat, too, will make it taste even more delicious. ]

You are too kind. I'm very appreciative.

[ And his additional praise causes Mona to swell a little. ]

That—well, I thought it would be most favorable if I held my chin high. A majority of those in the auction were shaken, but behavior like that could lead to a less than ideal outcome. I don't want to be undermined. I'm a genius, after all.

Then, it is a pleasure, Mei Mei.

[ Privately, Mona thinks that 'darkness' suits her. Her aura is deep and encompassing, almost as if it could swallow you whole and confine you in its velvety black. Already, Mona has the feeling she has been ensnared, now at the mercy of the woman holding her leash. So, why is it that she is anticipating what is to come? The promise of pleasure looms in front of her, warmed by that captivating smile and the heat of the body pressed against hers.

Though, the title Mei Mei gives herself does warrant another embarrassed pout. ]

...is what I would say, [ Mona continues, huffing softly. ] But because we are intertwined by fate, I will... consent to using a different name.

[ She leans in, her back elegantly arched like a feline. Mona had briefly looked away when she spoke, but now her gaze is locked with Mei Mei's, silently searching her features. The distance between their faces is slim; if Mona moves forward enough, their lips could brush. ]

Mistress.

Good girl.

[ Hearing Mona call her Mistress pleases Mei Mei more than she thought it would. She could get used to this level of sexual authority. Why hadn't she ever bothered to pursue it back home? With a little research and some experience, she thinks she could make a name for herself here dominating others.

Mei Mei watches her carefully, noticing how elegant and catlike she looks as she arches her back. She brings the hand holding the leash closer, fingers ghosting over her collarbone. ]

How would my kitten like to be pet? Only her head, or would she like to be pet elsewhere?

[ Without actually touching, her hand moves over Mona's body, teasing at the possibility of touching her breasts, all the way down to between her legs and along her thighs. She'll wait for an answer before she makes contact, but it's so tempting to let her hand slip and actually touch. Will she mewl for her when she does make contact? Will she turn an even lovelier shade of pink? ]

[How adorable. He sees the blush, but he determines to make no comment on it for the time being, content to lean arms onto the table and look across at her. He'll tuck it away like a little prize in his back pocket. At least for now, they can enjoy a pleasant meal; the waiter arrives with water and Tyki requests wine, watching it brought over and poured into glasses in red, shining burgundy. He nudges one toward her gently.

Kindness, maybe, for now. He can certainly play that role.]

A genius? I'm inclined to believe it if you're so confident. [Tyki has never actually been to school, so... any kind of smarts will probably impress him. But on the outside, at least right now, he's a perfect gentleman. Not a tramp or an orphan.] How did you learn? Were you trained by someone in particular to do what you do?

[It's what makes the most sense.]

Or was it simply talent?

Edited (typo...) 2024-01-12 20:16 (UTC)

[Her intentions to keep this session largely chaste and to control the pace begin to slip away from her with each moment the kiss continues. Mona eagerly presses her body into her — she's all heat and softness, the curves of her body matching well with Fang's leaner and more muscular build. She should be more responsible, she thinks foggily, shuddering at the flick of Mona's tongue over her own, the wet graze of her mouth across her lower lip. And all the little noises of pleasure she makes are their own wonderful distraction. Fang opens her mouth into the kiss by thoughtless instinct, deepening it despite her continued reservations. The hand that had settled warmly and possessively on Mona's back winds downward to cup her backside and softly squeeze.

She doesn't want to move too quickly, aware of the danger in this. How quickly a pleasant experience could turn into something else — moreover, she doesn't even know Mona's name. Her will is strong, and it's her natural inclination to fight against whatever power reigned over this place. But it was easier said than done, with the way Mona presses herself against her and responds to their kiss with undisguised eagerness.

Eventually, the kiss goes on long enough that Fang has to breathe. She breaks the liplock reluctantly, mouth wet and lips swollen, breathing out harshly into Mona's mouth. She will later realize that she'd lost track of the time entirely, but for now she asks a question.]

You alright? [She asks, voice rough, trying to resist the urge to touch the other woman as she waits for an answer and failing despite all efforts. The hand not squeezing her ass trails idly up her back, rubbing soothing circles into the space between her shoulderblades.] Not too much?

[Despite everything in her urging her to continue, she has the sense of mind still to stop for this and ask — it is a relief to her when it seemed as if every cell in her body was begging her to keep going.]

[ Although Mei Mei isn't touching her, Mona can feel her skin warm anyway. It's a peculiar sensation, and she nibbles into her bottom lip as those lovely hands hover over her petite breasts, and then lower, ghosting her thighs. She can vividly imagine them caressing her skin, still exposed from the ridiculous outfit the resort had chosen for her to wear earlier.

Truly, she isn't sure where she would like Mei Mei to begin—would she feel disappointed if it were just her head? Or if she allowed herself to be fondled below, would that be too embarrassing? Regardless of her decision, Mona thinks she'll likely feel lightheaded, caught up in her Mistress' attention and the lull of her voice. But if that is the case, then... ]

I would like to be pet here.

[ One of Mona's hands comes forward to grasp Mei Mei's wrist. She brings the other woman's palm up to her chest, lowering her chin submissively as she does. If she cannot settle between the top or the bottom, then the middle should be fine. ]

It's... not very much, [ she continues, aware of Mei Mei's bust and how she pales in comparison. ] But it should be enough.

I was adopted by a mage when I was young.

[ As Mona speaks, she reaches out to delicately pick up her glass. It's a rich color that reminds her of the underside of her hat. ]

She was... to be blunt, quite ruthless as a teacher, but she taught me everything that I know. We traveled far together, but once I had come of age, I left her side to conduct studies on my own.

[ A sip, then. The taste of the wine is pleasant, and Mona briefly closes her eyes to savor it. ]

Before I ended up here, I had actually estranged myself from my Master. Ah, [ she interrupts herself, awkwardly shaking her head. ] It wasn't because we fought or anything, but I—I accidentally read her diary.

[ She grimaces. ]

If I returned to her after that, she would've strangled me.

[ It's almost like Mei Mei can see the wheels turning in Mona's head as she contemplates where she'd like to be touched. The subtle changes in body language and expression. She can feel a touch of nervous energy in the way she brings her hand to her breast. She smiles, gently caressing her over her clothes. ]

It's plenty, kitten. There's no need to look down either. I'd prefer to see your pretty face.

[ She runs her nails over the cloth, teasing her. Mei Mei notices how poor her manicure has held up between the time she left for Shibuya and wound up here by way of Kuala Lumpur. Hmm, she'll have to remedy that later, and make sure her nails are short enough to not cause any discomfort to any other ladies she winds up with, not that they're particularly long to begin with.

Mei Mei looks up from her nails, turning her attention back to Mona. ]

Shall I stay over your clothes, or may I touch your bare skin?

[ True to her word in the beginning, Mona has never been kissed quite like this before. Each second feels both very short and incredibly long, the only true thing she can perceive in this tiny closet being Fang's embrace. The other woman is taller, leaner, and Mona knows she isn't mistaken when her skin brushes muscle. That alluring difference between them—it's enough to send heat into her core. This situation is undoubtedly ridiculous, but if she had share such an intimate experience with someone, then she is thankful it happened to be with Fang.

A bold hand slips down her waist and caresses her curvy figure, soon dipping further to grope her rear. Mona positively melts. Fang's touch is possessive and nearly as intoxicating as her tongue is. Is that why Mona feels so lightheaded? If she had her wits about her, she'd say it was because of lack of oxygen. But not every woman can think straight when they're tangled up like this, can they?

The time had elapsed before they knew it. Mona never would've thought that seven minutes could pass in what felt like mere seconds. ]

Y-Yes, [ Mona stammers, separating from Fang at last. She's panting, her soft, shallow breaths sounding much too loud to her ears. Lifting her gaze, she then searches Fang's features for reassurance. Mona is relieved to see that her partner appears just as disheveled as she feels. The concern there, too, is sweet. ] I'm alright.. I—

[ The warmth in her cheeks is fierce, but she manages to give a smile. It reflects a mixture of her embarrassment and amusement—two emotions that she thought were often at odds with each other. ]

I believe we got a bit too carried away.

Edited (small fix!) 2024-01-21 03:56 (UTC)

Yes, you may, [ Mona murmurs. ] I don't mind.

[ Privately, she thinks she's almost welcoming it. How silly it all is—the resort, her costume... even the magical leash and collar. And yet, even with the unusual circumstances, she feels—calm. Her heart is racing, sure, but the beautiful woman in front of her has drawn Mona in, gently easing the burden off her shoulders. She may very well be caught up in Mei Mei's allure, but something in her heart urges her to see this through.

An astrologist knows better than anyone just how formidable fate itself can be. Today, Mei Mei's fate and hers are woven together. Isn't that a small miracle? The world is so vast, after all. ]

Allow me, Mistress.

[ Emboldened by her decision, Mona lifts her chin again and slips her fingers beneath the fabric of her top. She slides it down, exposing the soft, round curve of her breast for Mei Mei's appraisal. Her nipple is an adorable pink. ]

[He listens, sipping on his own wine and enjoying the faint blur that begins to taint his senses, only to laugh at the end of that explanation.]

You read her diary? [There's a crooked smile on his face, a little crack in the portrait of that perfect suave gentleman of before.] Uh oh. Did you find something in there that you shouldn't have?

[It's endearing, reminding him of some of his little arguments with his own family. Interpersonal trespasses, minor disagreements.]

I can see the issue. That's pretty personal, I'd say.

[ Mei Mei has no expectations about any of this, she's simply going with where the leash has led her. As Mona pulls down her shirt, she smiles. ]

Good kitten.

[ She gently cups her breast, thumb brushing over the pert pink nipple. As she does, the leash falls away, giving her more direct contact with Mona. Interesting. Have the met the conditions to be free of this? It would be so easy to leave the girl high and dry, to get back to her day of exploring the resort.

Easy, but Mei Mei doesn't care. She knows there's money and potential for rising in the ranks if she sees this through. It's not as though Mona isn't a highly beautiful young woman, one whom she might continue things with even if there was no financial reward in it for her. ]

Keep your eyes on me.

[ A command meant to draw her attention away from whatever was going on with the leash and collar. ]

Do you prefer gentle touches like this, or do you perhaps like it a little rougher?

[ She pinches her nipple between her thumb and index finger. Not so hard as to be painful yet, but enough to say she could if that was something Mona would enjoy. ]

Ah-

[Gradually, the muffled sounds of revelry and giggling outside filter into her senses again — a wave of noise that knocks her promptly back down to reality. Fang pulls back from Mona as much as she can in the enclosed space.] Right. Yeah, sorry. Suppose we did.

[It's not like Fang to be awkward, but even she's feeling a heat crawl up her neck that is no longer strictly because of the passion from mere moments ago. Belatedly, she remembers that her hands are still cupping Mona's backside, and she removes them shortly after this realization. She returns Mona's smile with a faint half-smile of her own, though this is mostly to not appear too out of sorts. Where the hell had that come from, she wonders? She'd dealt with a lot of odd situations during her time awake, but this one — practically shoving her tongue down a stranger's throat — took the cake. Not that Mona wasn't attractive... she was, certainly, but Fang knows herself well enough to know that wasn't like her.

Something to think about when they weren't shoved into this box together, she wagers.

They're still practically in one another's arms even with the attempt at distance, and so Fang has to twist her upper body just so to rap her knuckles sharply against the door.] Alright, jokers. Wrap it up! We're done.

Edited 2024-01-29 00:30 (UTC)

Yes, I did. It was only a glimpse, but I saw too much.

[ Mona gives a little sigh. She doesn't mind his laughter—in hindsight, it is rather funny. She would've never thought her Master would have such silly stories about herself written down. And in such a girlish tone, too. ]

Although I never explicitly told her I read it, I know she's aware. An old hag like her has the magic to do so.

[ The waiter returns just then with a basket of bread and some salted olive oil. Mona perks up a bit. ]

No matter... I don't think she can reach me here, so it's fine.

[ 'Good kitten'.

Mona has always been extremely susceptible to praise, and this is no exception. She melts from it, releasing a soft sigh as Mei Mei gently teases her breast, her thumb flicking over Mona's nipple and causing it to pebble. Mei Mei's skin feels impossibly soft, she notes. And the longer length of her nails... that slight sharpness against such tender skin is enough to make Mona shiver, her arms prickling in gooseflesh from the sensation.

Her gaze is almost drawn to the leash again, but Mei Mei is quick to keep her attention. Mona's lips part, nodding. ]

I will, [ she says, realizing she sounds somewhat breathless. It's embarrassing, but can't exactly be helped. ] Mistress.

[ Then, Mei Mei pinches, and this time, Mona can't stifle her small noise of pleasure. She shudders on the other woman's lap as a rush of heat floods her thighs. Her taut nipple quickly reddens between Mei Mei's fingers, seeking more attention. ]

...You can be rougher with me. I don't dislike it when it's gentle, but...

[ —that felt much too good. ]

[ Mona is so delightfully reactive and easily distractable. Two very good qualities for this moment. When she asks for it rougher, Mei Mei obliges, giving her nipple a little tug. It's certainly more intense than the pinch, but still aiming for pleasurable. ]

How's that, kitten?

[ She awaits her answer before switching to her other nipple adjusting to her specifications. ]

Have you ever gone down on a woman before? [ A pause. ] Don't worry, I'll make sure you get off, too.

[ Her back instantly arches, and Mona makes a sound that's less of a moan and more of a soft grunt this time. A burn quickly follows, but like she'd said, she doesn't dislike it all. ]

A little painful, but... it's good.

[ Mona silently twitches and squirms on Mei Mei's lap as her breasts are experimented with. It's stimulating enough that it takes an additional few terse seconds to understand what's been asked of her. When it does register, she jerks her chin up in surprise. ]

G-Gone—

[ She sputters under her breath, and then shakes her head slightly. ]

I haven't, [ Mona admits. ] But if, ah, I receive some instruction, I could... try.

Oh? How did you normally communicate?

[There's a sharper look in his eye as he asks — if only because he's been wondering, too, how the Earl and the other Noah are unable to contact him in this place. It's never happened before, so it's unprecedented. He wonders if they're even aware that he's gone, or if there is some other nefarious machination at work.]

Magic, I'm assuming. How does it work?

[Meanwhile, he picks at the bread but doesn't consume much of it, letting Mona have as much as her heart desires. He'd rather nurse his glass of wine.]

My Master... you could say that she is omniscient, [ Mona says, tearing off a piece of bread and soaking it in the oil. ] She uses magic to observe the world around her, not unlike myself. Therefore, you're correct.

[ However... ]

Not just anyone could do it. You have to be very skilled to reach as far as she does. My Master can use astrology in extraordinary ways—by peering into her scryglass, she can check in on those around her and predict their fate, no matter how far apart one may be from her.

[ Mona pops the bread into her mouth, chewing carefully. ]

Usually, this is how she would know what I am up to. An astrologist cannot divine their own future, but they can look into each other's. She doesn't relent in snooping through my private affairs.

But since ending up here—I have received no message from her at all.

[He listens to Mona's description of her own world's magic, brows slightly raised at omniscient — because that's certainly not something he's heard before, and far from anything he expected.]

She sounds incredibly powerful. [It reminds him of a little of some of the Noah's powers, but even they were not quite to the degree it sounds like the girl's Master is.] I can see why you'd worry over reading her diary, in that case.

[It's said lightly.]

But that's something I've been wondering. There's a way that I communicate with my family — and a way that we usually travel around. Yet none of them have appeared here to fetch me, despite the fact that they should be capable of it. And they're definitely nosy enough to want to know what I've been up to, as well. [He reaches for some of the bread, chewing and washing it down with more wine.] Strange, isn't it? Makes me curious how the powers-that-be work here.

Feels a bit like we're in a luxurious prison, doesn't it?

[ Oh yes, Mei Mei is pleased by those reactions. ]

I'll teach you later.

[ She pinches her nipple again, right along where a piercing would go. ]

You like that, hmm? I think you'd look so cute with piercings. Both of them with rings that can be chained together and tugged simultaneously. I bet you'd make the most beautiful sound.

[ Of course she doesn't expect Mona to agree to such a thing, but it could very easily prime her for her next suggestion. ]

There's other... temporary ways to experience that, however. I saw a cute pair of nipple clamps earlier.

[ Mei Mei pulls them out of a hidden pocket on her skirt. (Yes, she paid for them.) ]

Would you like to wear them, kitten?

[ The imagery Mei Mei paints is vivid, and almost instantly, Mona's already pinkened skin turns a vibrant red. Piercings and a chain, one long enough that she can be tugged this way and that—it would be humiliating, like she is truly beneath human. A pet. It goes against Mona's proud nature; she should never allow herself to be degraded.

Why is it, then, that she is entertaining the thought? Is it Mei Mei's voice, her inherent dominance? The resort itself could be be at fault, too.

Mona tries to speak, to voice a complaint maybe, but nothing comes out. Rather, a sharp inhale can be heard from her parted lips. Stunned into silence, she stares at Mei Mei in an adorable stupor, expression lax and flushed.

It is only when Mei Mei dangles the nipple clamps between them that Mona snaps out of it. She blinks once, and then huffs quietly. It's the best attempt she can make at recollecting herself. ]

These... [ Mona studies the silver. ] I should not be surprised that you bought them, should I? They do appear to be your taste.

[ Her face is hot. ]

I'll wear them. They're more acceptable than piercings themselves.

I see... If neither my Master or your family have made contact, then I assume we've been thoroughly cut off from our worlds. I didn't think that were possible.

[ It's a daunting thought to have.

For all her life, Mona has had her Master observing her, watching over her shoulder and leaving her silly messages to read. The old woman's reach was far beyond Mona's own, and she seemed to have already had knowledge of a world beyond Teyvat and its constellation of stars. Then... could it be that, like the Traveler, Mona has ventured to a universe far away? So far that even her Master cannot reach her? ]

However, we do not appear to be in danger here. At least... not yet. That makes our situation less dire. They were kind enough to allow me possession of my Vision, as well.

[ Mona glances up as the waiter returns with a luxurious dinner of lobster, setting each individual plate in front of her and her date. The scent is lovely, even if the conversation is befuddling. ]

I'm afraid the most we can do as of the moment is observe and play along.

[ A gentle, teasing laugh as she takes in Mona's reddened appearance. It's so fun flustering cute girls like her. So many ideas of how she could play with her fill her mind as Mona collects herself enough to answer. How fun it would be to dress her up like a doll and walk her around the hotel on a leash.

No point in getting that ahead of herself. Mei Mei leans in and kisses her softly on the lips. ]

I'm pleased to hear that, kitten.

[ Carefully, Mei Mei clamps them onto her nipples, one at a time. She runs her finger along the chain, giving it a little tug. ]

Let me know if they're too tight or not tight enough.

[ Mei Mei pinches a clamp open, the silver glinting under the low light, and then closes it around one of Mona's nipples. She has become familiar with the dulled pain, but it still manages to make her flinch. Thankfully, Mona does not make any shameful noises this time. Instead, she watches through narrowed lashes as the other clamp is promptly fastened.

Looping the chain, her partner then tugs enough to pull Mona's breasts forward. She swallows. ]

It's—a strange sensation, but not intolerable.

[ A lewd sight, too. ]

I assume that you enjoy most other, ah, 'toys' like these? I've never worn anything like this before.

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[ A very lewd sight, indeed. One Mei Mei greatly appreciates. ]

I've never played with them before, but I find myself quite enjoying them, kitten.

[ An admission that's likely to surprise Mona, but not one Mei Mei feels any shame about. It's odd to think of ever feeling shame, it's simply not in her personal vocabulary. She gives another teasing tug, enjoying the way it pulls at Mona's small breasts. ]

They suit you as well as I thought they might.

When you compliment me so earnestly, I must admit that it is flattering.

[ With how confident Mei Mei is regarding this sort of 'play', her inexperience does, indeed, surprise Mona. Actually, since the moment the leash and collar had paired them together, Mei Mei has had exceptional grace. It's behavior truly befitting of a Mistress, she thinks. Then, what of the pet? Must they simply obey?

Or is there a part I can play, as well? ]

Mistress, may I kiss you?

[ It's—very bold. However, Mona can be, and she won't permit herself to roll over and allow the resort to trample on her dignity. So, just like before, Mona takes the reigns and leans in, searching Mei Mei's eyes for permission. Her hands find their way around Mei Mei's forearms, tugging them back enough to pull at her breasts again. ]

As it should be. You're deserving of the compliments.

[ She's a little surprised but pleased by Mona's boldness. It's a side of her that she's pleased to see. Mei Mei smiles. ]

Yes, you may.

[ Their lips brush as she says "may," and she waits patiently for Mona to finish the move. She gives a sharper tug at the chain when she feels her arm being tugged. ]

[ That slightest brush, the hint of Mei Mei's lips on hers—Mona can feel a distinct throb of arousal from between her thighs at that alone. It's enough encouragement for her to swiftly close the gap between them and seal their mouths in a kiss. By moving quickly, she knows that she won't have time to stew over how exactly one should kiss someone else. It doesn't matter, anyway; her partner is pleased by Mona's forwardness.

Firm, yet warm and quite soft, Mona does her best to give it to Mei Mei properly, the pressure being applied in earnest.

The kisses start out gentle, but they soon transition into something headier as her confidence rises. Her lips part and close, breath quivering. She must've closed her eyes at some point, too, because Mona's other senses have heightened. Mei Mei's body heat and scent are more prominent than ever. ]

tdm overflow. 🔮

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apologies, had a bad week of migraines and playing catch-up

no worries! i hope you're well!

thanks! and I'm glad to see you managed to get your app in on time! good luck!

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