Kikuya Iwasaki (supergeisha) wrote,
@ 2011-01-30 12:00:00

Test Scene
"Casual Friday" at the Big Hero 6 offices meant that Kikuya cold wear her blue kimono and no makeup. Actually what it meant was that she could wear 'regular' clothing but the idea was horrifying to her. Why, exactly, did women want to encase their legs in heavy blue fabric that made them look as to be walking frozen sausages? She did not understand, though she had made one concession to trend, as it were; she wore black flipflops.

With stockings.

As she walked down the hall the shoes made such a delightful soft little sound hitting against her stockinged feet. Kikuya couldn't help but smile with her eyes.

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	Re: Later that evening supergeisha 2011-02-02 04:28 am UTC (link)
	The lips that had pressed softly to his shoulder curved into a smile and she lifted her head. "Then I am yours, Hajime-sama." She kisses him very softly in invitation. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 04:33 am UTC (link)

This time he does not hesitate in kissing her back, since she initiated it, and is clearly supremely comfortable with him for reasons he's not quite clear on. The age obviously helps, and treating her like a geisha instead of a prostitute probably didn't hurt. Still, he's surprised... but almost overwhelmingly pleasantly so.

He's not the best kisser - ages out of practice, but not completely inexperienced either, and still taking this slowly, appreciating the sensual nature of the kiss amidst the warm water and her touch, pressing lightly back against her.

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Re: Later that evening

supergeisha
2011-02-02 04:38 am UTC (link)

It is a delicate dance to kiss with intention but not to be forceful, to draw one in so that the promise is not delivered entirely with one embrace. Her own experience limited she is grateful that he is taking things slowly but the longer they kiss, the more she wants and despite her care and efforts, the desire bleeds through in how she presses herself to him.

"Shall we...here...or retire..."

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	Re: Later that evening get_medieval 2011-02-02 04:42 am UTC (link)
	Very, very difficult to have patience, even for him. But the bath is not the proper place - it is for getting clean, not such relations. Still, he has to take a deep breath, compose himself a moment before keeping that in mind and giving the 'correct' answer. "We can... retire." he says, standing and turning to offer her a hand so she won't slip in the tub. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Later that evening

supergeisha
2011-02-02 04:46 am UTC (link)

She takes his hand and smiles at him. He was a gentleman, not that she didn't know that already, but it was confirmed and she was overjoyed.

Kikuya got out of the bath first, picking up her kimono and draping it on herself before quickly getting the kimono waiting for him and bringing it to him as he left the bath.

As she helps him into it, she presses a kiss to neck.

"Allow me to prepare the bed, Hajime-sama?"

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Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 04:50 am UTC (link)

Even in this situation, there's no rush - everything must be perfect. And despite the physical rush, the urge to hurry things, he understands all the more why samurai so often grew infatuated with a favorite geisha - he certainly has, in only a day.

He adjusts the kimono, making sure it is just so, even if its only a resting garment, then bows. "Please do, I will attend you when you say you are ready."

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Re: Later that evening

supergeisha
2011-02-02 04:58 am UTC (link)

The hotel is not perfectly traditional. As such the bed is a bit more than the typical mattress on the floor. Instead, it is a slender platform with the mattress upon it so there is little for her to prepare but she does what she can. The blanket and pillows are carefully arranged and then she lights incense before dimming the lights. Her hands tremble, and she is glad that he cannot see that. She wants to be perfect.

Her kimono is discarded, neatly folded to be put on in the morning and she waits for him, her long thick hair falling over one shoulder.

"Hajime-sama, I am ready."

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Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 05:02 am UTC (link)

He enters the room, having readied himself as best he could, amazed at, amongst other things, how much more refreshed he's feeling from it all.

In the future, perhaps, he'll have her assist with undressing him as well, but he doesn't want to ruin this vision of her, wants to commit it perfectly to memory, taking in every inch of her.

He removes his kimono, folding it neatly, his eyes never leaving her. Setting the garment aside carefully, he joins her on the low bed.

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	Re: Later that evening supergeisha 2011-02-02 05:06 am UTC (link)
	Breathe, Kikuya she reminds herself as she smiles at him. Without the makeup on her face the blush rises easily and visibly to her cheeks as her eyes fall on his form. "Beautiful," she whispers and leans in to kiss him. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 05:09 am UTC (link)

He returns the kiss gently, pressing his body to hers, pushing back the desire to rush, not wanting to ruin a second that can be savored.

His fingertips move to her hip, the barest whisper of a trace of skin against skin, the way he would examine silk to determine its fitness for a saya, sliding his fingers upward slowly over the gentle slope of that hip and towards her waist while savoring the taste of her lips.

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	Re: Later that evening supergeisha 2011-02-02 05:19 am UTC (link)
	His touch draws a shiver from her as she kisses him as she turns herself just so, so that nothing of her is out of his reach. Her own hand moves to his back and up to his shoulder, wanting to trace her fingers over all of him as though memorizing the map of the world. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 05:30 am UTC (link)

His back, like his chest, bears the scars of many lifetimes worth of hard training, an intricate network that he usually is careful to keep hidden, all open to exploration by her fingertips.

He never breaks the kiss, incresing the pressure just slightly while his fingers move with agonizing slowness, his mind conflicted between savoring her, and every second with her, and appreciating every instant of the gift she's offered, and wanting to touch, feel, do everything at once. Patience wins out, his fingertips sliding over the curve of her hip and up her side.

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Re: Later that evening

supergeisha
2011-02-02 05:41 pm UTC (link)

His patience is maddening to her and she kisses him with more intention, a soft whimper lost against his lips as his fingers move slowly, slowly, slowly up her side. She can feel her heart racing in her chest and this close, she is certain he can feel it as well.

As his fingers slide over her, her own dance gently over his scars. They are hers now, each touch a claim and a promise that later she will kiss every single mark.

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Re: Later that evening

get_medieval
2011-02-02 07:58 pm UTC (link)

He can feel every touch, urging him onward as her fingers move over the network of scars, the whole forming a complex road map of a hard-lived life.

He can feel the intent, almost surprised by it, but, in time, it does urge him onward, his hand reaching a breast, shifting his body back, though not breaking the kiss, only ever so slightly to give him better access, massaging the flesh gently, though not so light as before, before stroking the nipple with the tip of his thumb, brushing across the tip of the sensitive nub.

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	Re: Later that evening supergeisha 2011-02-02 08:10 pm UTC (link)
	She almost screams into the kiss as his thumb brushes her nipple, her entire body tightening and pressing up against him as if to beg for more. Her hands have worked down the length of his back now as well, now tracing the slope of his backside. It's subtle, but she pulls him closer as her legs shift gently apart. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Later that evening get_medieval 2011-02-02 08:22 pm UTC (link)
	At the invitation, subtle or no, he gently urges her onto her back, following her pull. His lips never leave hers, his hand moving to support more of his weight and let him move atop her, lifted just enough that his chest grazes her nipples as he moves, positioning his hips between her thighs. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Later that evening supergeisha 2011-02-02 08:33 pm UTC (link)
	It is fitting, she thinks, that they are joined at the lips as they become joined elsewhere as well. As he positions himself between her thighs she opens full for him, drawing her knees up slightly and arching her back to welcome him. Her kiss deepens then. More than ready, she wants. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	Re: Later that evening get_medieval 2011-02-02 09:02 pm UTC (link)
	He pushes into her, slow, gentle, like so much he's done, but with definite desire behind it, just trying to be careful not to hurt her, and trying to savor every moment of this most precious gift, slowly letting more of his weight down atop her as well, his chest pressed to hers, lips joined. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Re: Later that evening

supergeisha
2011-02-02 09:11 pm UTC (link)

She wants to tell him that she won't break, but she doesn't want to change anything about this moment. It is perfect, as everything else has been, and she moans as she savors this feeling of him inside of her, of them being united. Her legs move to slide around his waist somewhat and she lifts herself to him as she finally breaks the kiss, opening her eyes to look into his.

She smiles at him then kisses him again.

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	Re: Later that evening get_medieval 2011-02-02 09:40 pm UTC (link)
	He meets her eyes, the instant, and the kiss that follows, communicating everything about the moment. The next thrust is harder, his muscles tensing all at once as he fills her, meeting her kiss passionately, claiming her, claiming his geisha, as his own. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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