The Midnight Prince

[Shisou]

"we-w-w-we c-c--could ss-s-s-say th-that the a-a-art in the v-v-vault will h-help m-m-make a b-b-beautiful ch-ch-child.."

[Rokag]

Rokag tried not to snicker. "I guess. At the very least you could say it was to impress me with yer big, expensive collection of things to get me to put out more." Rokag shuddered a little. "Just...don't mention anythin specific and that would probably work."

[Shisou]

"S-s-s-so t-t-on-night..." stammers Shisou, hesitantly. Should we practice? Or is it time again to... try?

[Rokag]

"R-right." Rokag took a deep breath. "So...uh...there any way to make this any...easier, I guess?" Or at least make it less fucking awkward.

[Shisou]

"U-u-u-mmm.. I c-c-could... y-y-ou c-c-could b-be on t-t-top?"

[Rokag]

"I...mayb-RIGHT!" Rokag nodded. "There was...Um...I heard of something we could try to make things...easier." The fact that Rokag was blushing probably said more than her not just blurting it out. "It's supposed to, at least, but you'd have to do a LOT of touching."

[Shisou]

"E-e-e-as-s-sier is g-g-g-g-g-ood." Shisou rubs the back of his neck. "Wh-wh-what d-d-do I d-d-d-o?"

[Rokag]

"Alright. Um...so...." Come ON, Rokag! Get this over with! "There's a couple of places that you can touch me that are actually...pretty good. Definitely makes things more...smooth." Rokag was blushing pretty hotly at this point. "So..that would probably help a lot."

[Shisou]

"Sh-sh-sh-sh-show m-m-m-me?" he asks, hesitantly. Then he reaches to untie his hakama, letting it fall to the ground, revealing only his under-kimono and those curious Nyran-style underclothes. 

[Rokag]

Rokag took another deep breath before undoing her Obi belt. Following that was the Yukata and then stepping out of her socks. This part always felt a little off. It wasn't like she hated Shisou, or even that he was looking at her. It was just...being naked made her the tiniest bit more uncomfortable that she wanted to admit. It struck her as a little strange, seeing how she was technically ALWAYS armed, so it wasn't for lack of defenses.

She shook her head of those thoughts. Tonight was gonna be difficult enough without dwelling on THAT. Guess I kinda gotta take the lead. "Alright, so...I'm gonna try to explain what I was figurin out." She sat back down on the bed and shifted her legs so she was more...exposed.

[Shisou]

A blush creeps across Shisou's cheeks, just as it does every time he sees her naked like this. It's cute, and almost flattering. He slips his kimono over his head, baring his chest, then steps out of his undergarments, baring his shy little turtle and the hairy hill it calls home. 

[Rokag]

Deep breath. It's fine. He's just..not sure about all this, either. "Okay...so." She reaches a hand down and experimentally pokes around the sa- She gave a slight gasp. "Okay...okay, good. Did actually remember the right spot. Do you see where my fingers are?" Which was just along the upper edge of her "flower" as the instructions had called it.

[Shisou]

Shisou nods. "I t-t-t-touch you t-th-th-there?"

[Rokag]

"Yeah, but don't just..um..poke at it." She shifts a, trying her best to not jerk at the plesant jolts of sensation. "Kinda..rub around the edges. That works a l-lot better."

[Shisou]

Hesitantly, Shisou reaches forth and, eyes on Rokag's face, gently rubs at the spot. Oh, I feel something -- sort of a little nub? Is that it?