The Midnight Prince

[Rokag]

Rokag blinks the shapes from her eyes after that being...quite bright. "A-alright." She then moved forward quickly and kissed him. There was a brief moment that Rokag had to wonder What the fuck do you do with your hands? before deciding to not worry about that and use them to move Shisou closer.

[Shisou]

Shisou's eyes widen, and it takes half a second before he kisses her back -- but when he does, he does so with enthusiasm, his arms going around Rokag's waist. This... this is nice.

[Rokag]

It's a few moments before Rokag can pull herself away, but she eventually does. "Okay...okay, yeah. I can be okay with this." She stayed close, tho did avert her eyes after a second with a noticable blush. "I mean, I was before. I didn't...I just wanted to be sure if that was okay and so it'd probably..." Rokag sighed in frustration. "Well, apparently kissing is easier than talking now."

[Shisou]

"Th-that was n-nice," he says softly. 

[Rokag]

Rokag gave a slight nod. "Y-yeah. That was good." She gives a bit of a sigh. "Alright, so I know what we should probably...figure out. Um...have you ever done this before?" Rokag kept trying to keep her nerve. Look he's...nice. And you probably need to make SOME show of things being done, right?

[Shisou]

"N-not with a g-g-girl," he stammers. "Bu-but..."

[Rokag]

"Okay...so yeah." Rokag took a large breath. "I...I guess we should probably...get undressed?" This is fine. Just...going to get this started and THEN they won't have to lie about what's going on and will probably give them SOME space, then. Rokag was going to see this through. She was already...thinking about...things like that, so it shouldn't be TOO hard, right? People manage this kinda shit all the time. There were entire shacks set up for people doing this kinda shit. It's FINE!

[Shisou]

"Y-yeah," he says softly. He takes a deep breath, reaching up to gently stroke Rokag's hair. "Y-y-you d-d-don't h-h-h-ave t-to-- y-y-ou c-c-an l-leave some c-clothes o-on... if it h-h-helps."

[Rokag]

"N-no. If we....gotta be fucking naked, I'm not just gonna make you do it." Fuck why is it getting more difficult now?! Rokag was....fine with naked. Yep, she had been naked tons of times. She'd been swimming and fished with a spear, and there was that one time she'd hid in a bath to keep from some guys with swords from stabbing her for stealing some of their food. Naked was not new. So why am I scared of being naked now?!

[Shisou]

"O-o-o-okay," stammers Shisou, blushing faintly.

"I'll just... be over here," says Carbonne, hopping off Rokag's shoulder onto a dresser, then carefully climbing to the floor. 

Shisou looks away, takes a deep breath, and unties his hakama, letting the split-skirt garment fall to the floor. This leaves him in his kimono, looking small, vulnerable, childlike -- or feminine. The garment only comes to his knees, giving Rokag a sight of his bare shins; he takes another deep breath before glancing back, his hands stilling on the tie to his kimono. 

[Rokag]

Surprisingly it was MORE embarrassing that she'd forgotten that Carbonne was there. Oh Bright GODS, I really hope all that didn't sound nearly as stupid as I thought.

Rokag takes another deep breath before starting to undress. Usually, shedding the restrictive clothing she was expected to wear now was the highlight of her day. Now she was just nervous. She'd managed to get the three different waist ties undone (Of which she could only get two on without some amount of cursing) and now just needed to deal with the kimono proper. She looked up to see how Shisou was do-...oh wow. He's...smaller than I thought.. Rokag wasn't sure why the rush of heat to her face was back, but she felt a little less nervous.

[Shisou]

Shisou takes a deep breath, then unties his kimono, revealing... not much, honestly. The kid is scrawny; that much is apparent with clothing on, but naked he seems smaller somehow, even less intimidating. His chest is flat, with two dark nipples; he has a little muscle, but not much, mostly in his arms. He wears the new style undergarments, trouser-like garments that hang loose and open on him; nothing peeks out the flap yet, his embarassment and shame cooling his libido. 

"Um... s-s-so..." he begins, hesitantly, still not looking at Rokag. 

[Rokag]

"R-right." Rokag had delayed a second to look away from Shisou and take another breath. Well...here goes nothing. She is... definitely green all the way down. Her body had some muscle in it, mostly from the swimming she did. Her chest was held in place with a linen wrap to help 'keep a proper figured' but was now bare besides that. She had small scars here and there, the largest being along her right, outer thigh from the knee to almost her waist. There was also some amount of body hair. It was faint in most places, but thicker at her armpits and mound. Her face was also a deep forest green.

"Um...s-so....we should turn around."

[Shisou]

Shisou takes a deep breath, then another. He turns, then, looking her over, before he reaches for her hand, tugs her toward the bed. He can't manage words -- he can't stand to hear himself stuttering, struggling to complete a sentence. Instead, he tugs her to sit on the bed, swallowing. 

This is it. He takes another deep breath, moving her hand toward his lap -- a timid gesture, a slow one, letting her pull back if she needs to.

[Rokag]

Rokag moved towards the bed and sat. Okay......okay this is fine. It'll probably be fine, right? Completely understand control. She didn't pull away, but she was still.... nervous. She'd never seen a penis outside of that one medical book she'd stolen to try and figure out if her arm was broken (it was just a sprain, but it made surviving those few weeks difficult) so this was... A real one. One she'd have to.... interact with.

"A-are you sure you want touching it?"