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Alright, it’s getting late. Have a good night, friends! <3

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He took a moment inspecting the wet juices on his fingers and hungrily lapping them up, savoring the flavor, before sliding them back into her again. He began to more rhythmically assault her entrance with his fingers as he savored her sweet flavor on his tongue. He knew he wasn’t going to last long like this before he had to eat her out.

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「She wasn’t suspecting the wind God to say such a thing since their conversation seemed to be flowing well. Isolde slowly stood up from her kneeling position over the edge of the lake then looked up at Shō after fixing her clothes.」

「What could he gain from a kiss from her?」

「”And why would I do that?” She asked softly with a chuckle before turning back around to face the water.」 

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“An hour?!” he blurted before catching himself and bowing his head again in humility.

“I mean... I’m grateful, but is that too soon? I don’t want to displace your routine without giving you a chance to prepare ahead of time. Are you sure this is no trouble? I saw a bench in the park where I can sleep tonight if it is, really!”

"Well, something definitely smells good in here." ((from Takehiko!))

The comment grabbed Remy’s attention as he bowed then greeted the customer. “What you’re smelling is our double chocolate brownies that are baking right now. Would you like some?” He offered while he tightened up his own apron while keeping eye contact with the other. 

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“No...” Shou responded, an odd distant look slowly creeping into his facial expression, as if remembering a bygone time. “No, you’re not weird at all. You’ve been starved of the praise you deserve, and you’ve become used to so little that it feels normal to you. That’s why what you should really be receiving in praise feels strange.”

His hands trailed along Souji’s sides, tracing the lines of his body. “That’s one of the things we will need to work on together, my acolyte. You are already perfect in every way. But you, like all humans, mask that perfection in layers of insecurity and self-loathing. Others even mask that further with a layer of a farce temerity.”

“But to peel those layers away...” he continued, gripping the other’s hips, “does not ever come easy.”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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So it’s been a hellish couple of weeks as far as work and post-work volunteer work goes. I’ve taken on a monumental project that has required me to invest a lot of my spare time into it. But for now, let me crank out some posts while it’s one of those in-between nights where I can catch a break.

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Well that was an awesome bit of posting tonight! Sorry it’s been like a month since the last time I was on; hopefully it won’t be nearly as long next time. No guarantees though. Life’s been really kicking my butt lately.

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Shou stayed close and watched his reaction, his brow furrowing in concern when he saw his reaction.

“Souji...” he said tenderly as he brushed his cheek with his hand, “Is there something you need to tell me?”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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Shou closed his eyes and smiled sweetly, drinking in the young man’s sweet voice. As the last strains of the song died out, he smiled and opened his eyes. “Thank you for the beautiful offering, Souji. It’s a very beautiful song.”

He gave the man another small kiss on the lips in gratitude and ran a hand through his hair. “You really are a beautiful creature, you know that?”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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“Did you have a good shift?”

The voice came from behind her. He was there, leaning against a building near the street corner she was passing, brushing some hair out of his face and he puffed his cigarette. The scent of the cigarette smoke was intoxicating, like sandalwood and exotic spice.

Kaliana cursed under her breath at the presence of another God walking into the coffee shop. For now, she needed to play it cool and keep it together for at least another hour. She approached him after he was seated, beaming with a smile and a prep in her step. "My name is Kaila and I'll be your server today. What would you like, sir?"

“Turkish. If you don’t have that, then a cortado.”  He responded shortly, not seeming to pay much attention to the server. He took a long drag of his cigarette and settled into his chair.

It was nice to finally be back in civilization after extensive traveling on assignment for a piece on the Yanomami people in Venezuela. So as was usual after a long trip outside of civilization, his first stop was a coffee shop for a decent roast.

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“No no! It wasn’t sudden at all!” he blurted out, afraid he had offended Remy by his behavior.

He took a breath and continued, “you are very kind, Remy. Thank you for the offer. I think I would enjoy being... working with you.” he said, nodding a little, still blushing.

"Well, something definitely smells good in here." ((from Takehiko!))

The comment grabbed Remy’s attention as he bowed then greeted the customer. “What you’re smelling is our double chocolate brownies that are baking right now. Would you like some?” He offered while he tightened up his own apron while keeping eye contact with the other. 

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Gently, he took her body and guided her to lay back on the soft grass. He took a moment, taking in the view of her naked body lying back in the grass, her hair spread out in beautiful dark green ripples around her face. She was... well, she was a goddess, that was for sure.

His hands again found their way along her body, gently tracing and teasing their way around her wetness, gently probing her depths just enough to get his fingers slick with her juices.

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「She wasn’t suspecting the wind God to say such a thing since their conversation seemed to be flowing well. Isolde slowly stood up from her kneeling position over the edge of the lake then looked up at Shō after fixing her clothes.」

「What could he gain from a kiss from her?」

「”And why would I do that?” She asked softly with a chuckle before turning back around to face the water.」 

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Takehiko thought about it for a moment and smiled a bit, thinking to himself of his brother’s habitual drinking of that dark, bitter coffee. He looked up at Jiraura after a bit and scratched the back of his head.

“Tea is fine, thank you.”

Jira wished her mistress would call on her more often. Waiting around at the shrine was becoming a meaningless and default task for her, but she will not disobey even if it was tempting to at times like this./ She walked outside after sensing a new presence only to see a tan skinned figure approaching the area. "May I help you?" ((Jira to Takehiko))

Takehiko was following the steps up the mountain path to Isolde’s shrine when he saw the young girl ahead. “Oh, hello there,” he said in a friendly manner. “I frequent these mountains and know Isolde. Do you think she has a moment to visit with me?”

He smiled a little friendly smile to her and continued up the path towards the entrance, making the appropriate bow and observances as he entered the sacred space of the temple grounds.

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“I don’t know if astral projection is the right analogy, really,” he said, stroking his chin like Souji was. “That would make all of reality a dream, which just doesn’t sit right with me. I think it has more to do with the source of my power - well of my existence really - being the prayers offered up to me.”

He stood up and brushed the dust off the seat of his pants. “Either way, you need not think I’m weighed down by my tie to here. I can still travel as I please with hardly a thought, which is something I absolutely love to do.”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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Takehiko smiled as he handed the wrapped bundle of herbs to her. They were sacred herbs that he had cultivated on his mountain with the help of a goddess of healing. He knew how useful their healing properties would be in the right hands, so he had been searching for those right hands for a while... until he heard of Ayiana.

“I’m glad to bring you more, of course,” he said cheerfully. “To be honest, I hadn’t expected you to agree so readily to my side of the bargain.”

Ayiana was so proud. She had finally gotten her hands on a rare herb that was used for sedation and pain relief. This would come in great use for her clan and their herbal medical practice.

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Shou grabbed her wrist to stop her from backing away and looked into her eyes with a gaze that could drill through a tank. There was no mistaking it now that she was close enough and he was paying attention. The feel of her skin, the unmistakable scent... she was clearly a demon.

“Yes, I think I would like something else. Perhaps you could tell me what a demon is doing in a place like this?”

Kaliana cursed under her breath at the presence of another God walking into the coffee shop. For now, she needed to play it cool and keep it together for at least another hour. She approached him after he was seated, beaming with a smile and a prep in her step. "My name is Kaila and I'll be your server today. What would you like, sir?"

“Turkish. If you don’t have that, then a cortado.”  He responded shortly, not seeming to pay much attention to the server. He took a long drag of his cigarette and settled into his chair.

It was nice to finally be back in civilization after extensive traveling on assignment for a piece on the Yanomami people in Venezuela. So as was usual after a long trip outside of civilization, his first stop was a coffee shop for a decent roast.

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A grim smile crossed his face as he repeated the word “...chase...” He then looked at the ash on the end of the cigarette and gave it a little flick, watching the ember crumble to nothing on the wind.

“They won’t have far to chase if I’m not running. I think I should like to meet this ghost of yours....”

He waved a hand dismissively and chuckled. “But I’m sure he’s nowhere near you at this point. That’s just how these things go.”

“I could do that, but “could” doesn’t mean would.” (for Elysian)

“Could and would, shouldn’t be an ass…..so what’s your point here, sir?”

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He looked quizzically at Souji, a bit confused by his question. “When I’m not here? ... But I’m always here in some form or another. This is my shrine! My soul rests here!” He sat on the floor, legs crossed, and pondered the concept for a moment.

“I mean, I move this form to other places I guess,” he said, gesturing to his body, “but I guess that’s like when you’re dreaming, and... and well you know how you’re somewhere else in the dream, but you can still feel your body in the bed?” He took another drag from his cigarette and rubbed his forehead a little, thinking about it. “It’s sort of like that, I guess.”

"Sh-Sh-Sho-sama!!" the young man smiled softly as he entered the temple. "G-g-good day... are y-you h-h-here??"

A set of windchimes at the far end of the shrine tinkled happily in the breeze in response. All else was still and respectfully silent in the shrine. Peaceful and pleasant.

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