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I like spending time with my friends and learning about other people. I just want to enjoy whatever time we have together!
Live every day to the fullest! Let's explore the resort together!
I've been told I'm a good leader and listener. I'm pretty good at rescuing other people's cooking and baking disasters, and I can knit and sew. I can fight, but I'd prefer not to. My other talents are a secret. 😘
I don't really like to read, but I'll watch any kind of movie with my friends! I used to work part-time at a movie theater. I love listening to all kinds of music, especially J-pop, electronic, classical, and foreign music. 🎶
As for food... I love both ramen and sweets, but I'll try anything! Take me to your favorite food place! 😉
I like to keep my options open! 😊 Someone I can have a good time with, no matter what we're doing.
I don't really know! Buy me a drink and help me decide! 😉
.02 CLOWNS OR MIMES
Do most people have an opinion on this? 🤔
.03 SHOWER OR BATH
Bath! but shower first, then relax in the bath for like an hour 😊
.04 PIRATES OR NINJAS
Ninjas seem cooler 😄
.05 TITS OR ASS
👍
.06 COFFEE OR TEA
Both! It depends on who I'm with what kind of drink I'll order!
.07 SPICY OR SWEET
I don't mind spicy food, but I definitely prefer sweet.
.08 SUMMER OR WINTER
Summer! I like going to the beach and being outside. Winter can be tough.
.09 LEATHER OR LACE
👍
10. ROUGH SEX OR GENTLE SEX
Let's try both and find out. 😉
ENFP-A
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It's just kind of funny, because he was so determined at that time to be the person that helps others adjust to this resort. He wanted to show her around!! And yet she's here supporting him and telling him that she isn't afraid at all. As she smiles at him for atop their joined hands, he can't help but lower his face towards her before placing a kiss on top of her forehead, mouth resting there for a few seconds.]
You think you can really stop me, huh?
[Well, she did. His time when he lost control is mostly a blur as madness overtook him, that urge to scream and destroy everything around him blinding everything else, but he remembers a determined gaze and two hands gripping his face and making sure that he calmed down. He hasn't really lost control of himself in that way before, the Cupid Arrows were the closest thing, but that still felt different.
And she was there.
Scott pulls away, but he keeps close, his free hand reaching down to brush some of her hair away from her face.]
...Mmm, I guess that you did.
[Should he rely on her to stop him? Well, he'd prefer if he never lost control at all, but this resort sometimes doesn't give him that choice, no matter how much he regulates his suit. He still wants to try and work on that, because he still doesn't want to hurt anyone here.] Not everyone would. ...Or even should.
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Her lips curve up slightly, because yeah. She can and will stop him, as often as it takes. If she'd had her Evoker, it would have been much easier. It's not like stopping him had been easy, far from it; she'd hate to be actually on opposite sides during a fight! But he's worth stopping from hurting anyone if it'll make sure he doesn't add to the burden of guilt he's already carrying.
She opens her eyes when he draws back, missing the closeness until he brushes her hair back. That tender gesture sends a fresh wave of warmth to her cheeks, and she can't help but laugh a little as she meets his eyes. The mark on her inner wrist throbs gently in time with her heartbeat, and there's so little space between them that she imagines he can feel the heat suffusing her face, her eyes flicking to his lips and back up again.]
I'll always stop you when you need me to, [she promises, and leans in to close the distance between them, impulsively sealing it with a kiss if he'll allow her.]
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But mostly, he's glad that he checked on her. He really has been worried.]
And I'll be there for you if you need me.
[While there's still some remaining thoughts about his loss of control, a desire to be stronger and not have something like that happen again, Scott still nods against her, movement so close that their foreheads brush. But then before he can say anything else, she's leaning in close for a kiss and... of course he closes the remaining distance, head tilting slightly so that he can comfortably kiss her.
Not the first time they've kissed, but it still creates a warmth in his chest that he easily accepts. He's come to realize that he enjoys kissing his friends here. She is no different. Every person feels so unique and he likes it so much-- one hand curling gently in the back of her hair as he takes in the way her lips slide against his own. He wants to memorize this moment too.]
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She has to break away, laughing breathlessly and bumping her nose against his in an attempt to remember how to breathe. It's not like she's never kissed anyone before, but right now, with this funny guy who calls himself a mutant, she can't think of anything else she'd rather do.
Well. Okay, that's kind of a lie. Her fingers trail a gentle line down his throat as she grins at him, cross-eyed from being so close.] Kiss me again?
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It's only when she pushes a little more against him that the mood changes slightly, his own noise muffled against her mouth until she breaks away. She's laughing and-- he can't help but join in, a deeper sound coming honestly from his chest as he smiles at her with a certain openness. Laughter really is infectious, huh? At least coming from her.]
Hardest request I ever heard.
[He teases, hand still brushing some of her bangs away and then cupping her cheek, before he leans back in-- head already tilting in preparation as he easily slots his lips against her own. And this time, he's driving more of that heat, mouth parting against her as his tongue eases out, swiping against her lips as if to ask for permission.
The way his skin still demands more of this closeness, to keep in contact with her, only reinforces this drive.]
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As if she could somehow feel that laughter for herself, she lets both hands trail down to rest flat against his chest as he kisses her again, trusting his hand against her cheek to guide her in. Her lips part easily beneath his, not just letting him in but pressing deeper, her fingers curling lightly against his shirt.
This time, when she again has to finally break the kiss just to catch her breath, she dives in closer to press her lips to his neck, just below his ear.]
You're kinda hot when you laugh, [she manages in a breathless murmur, laughing a little herself and kissing his skin again.] I like it~
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Despite all that though, he wants to be strong for her. Just like how she's been.
But thoughts of his brother are pushed far to the back of his mind, wanting to just focus on this intimate moment between them. And. It kind of feels that way? Maybe it's because of how much he's been needing to be close, dealing with the aftermath of something so personal for them both, or maybe he just... really likes her. Probably all of those things.]
So, saying I'm not normally hot? Wow. [He laughs anyway, cheeks a little flushed at the compliment... and how his skin almost tingles underneath her lips. He nearly shivers, and he can't stop himself from commenting--]
I like this a lot. [His hand on her cheek moves, sliding downward so that he can wrap his arm around her waist, just wanting more points of contact. He genuinely feels better like this, while at the same time, he wants more. What's up with him??]
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I like you a lot~ [she laughs herself, a little lower and more breathless as she kisses just below his ear, pressing the gentlest hint of teeth against his flesh. It's true; Scott had been so welcoming when she'd first arrived, always ready to help her and expecting nothing in return. She'd be lying if she said she hadn't thought about that brief kiss they'd shared after the disastrous outing to House Finch -- now, at least, she can maybe make up for that.
She draws back for just a moment, biting her lip with a playful smirk -- then brings both hands up to his shoulders and swinging a leg over his again, just like she had at House Finch, except this time, she leans down and seizes his lip in a needy kiss of her own, pushing as far as he'll let her.]
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Whatever, he's just going to enjoy this and another breathless laugh escapes him, skin tingling as she continues to pay close attention to each sensitive little spot.]
I like you too.
[Such a simple statement, bordering on innocent, but it's bold-- nearly earnest. Genuine. When it comes to his friends, Scott really doesn't find it that hard anymore to be this open. Let them know how much he enjoys their company and this closeness, because it's become important to him. No doubt a large influence from the casino, but Scott's accepted this much about himself now. There's still other things he keeps to himself, but... not this.
And then she's climbing on his lap, and this time, he's able to actually watch her. No longer closing his eyes to keep his powers in check, he's fully engaged and looking at her teasing smirk before their lips meet again in a full kiss. The arm around her waist tightens encouragingly, keeping her seated on his lap as he parts his lips against hers to let her explore.
Didn't he want to talk about something else though...? Give him a second. Let him at least establish as much points of contact as possible, his free hand reaching up to gently encircle her wrist-- the one with the mark that's clearly darker than normal.] Mmm, Kotone...?
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Her fingers twitch as he brushes against that deep red mark, the stained skin more sensitive than the rest, and she can't help but let out a needy little noise when he breaks the kiss.]
Huh? [is all he gets in breathless response, her free hand trailing its way up his throat to rest against his jaw as she gazes down at him from her perch on his lap.] What is it?
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He has no one to blame for his actions, but Scott thinks that if he doesn't bring this up now, there won't be a chance for it in the future. Maybe silly, because it's not like he won't ever talk to Kotone again, but he feels like they should slow down a little, so that he can really check on her instead of just going straight into sex.
Teenage hormones, where are you??
He continues to gently rub his fingers across her wrist, tips tracing along the suit that's tattooed on her skin while his arm briefly squeezes her hips, as if encouraging Kotone to keep close, but without delving further into anything else yet.]
I... I just wanted to make sure that you're really okay-- not just from the heart stuff, but when we were trapped in that room together. [...] We-- I felt your grief about Ryoji and...
[It was deep, significant. He still thinks he can feel that emotion from her beating in his chest when he closes his eyes. Scott can distinguish it from his own, but... he doesn't think he can ever forget it now.] You don't have to worry about hurting me or anything now.
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Ah. Ryoji. It doesn't quite throw cold water on this feeling, but the reminder is a powerful one. She almost feels guilty for wanting to focus on kissing Scott than talk about the boy who means so much to her, even now, and her eyes flick down for a moment as she tries to gather her thoughts.
Eventually, she glances back up to meet his eyes, seeing her own bittersweet smile reflected in his red lenses.] It's okay, [she says honestly, tilting her head a little and letting her fingers trail a little meaningless pattern along the side of his neck.] I wish I hadn't lost his ring, but... I don't have any of the things my friends gave me anymore.
[If you kept this for me, I think I'd be able to stand it, he'd said. It's just a little thing, but it had been important to him. Still, she manages a smile, her thumb following the slightly-wet line her tongue had dragged along his throat earlier.] Are you thinking about your brother...?
[Like, that has to be why he thought to ask about her, right?]
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Maybe with time, Alex's death would be more muted, but... he doesn't want to forget either. He still wants to carry him in his heart. The same way Kotone is obviously carrying Ryoji in hers.]
Oh, I thought he was your boyfriend... or fiancé. He just felt so important to you.
[He doesn't stop massaging the fragile skin of her wrist though, offering his comfort throughout. Really, between everything that's happened between them so far, Kotone's become one of the closest people he has here. Someone that he cares so much about. Her teasing nature, bright smile, but also determination to fight and stay through even the hardest of things... while also carrying this huge grief in her heart without letting others know??]
And I've been thinking about Alex, yes, but I mostly wanted to check on you.
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It's not like that. He...
[How can she possibly explain Ryoji in a way Scott can understand? Every facet of his complexity, every silly desire and every ounce of love, doomed to a tragic fate? Her smile softens, and all she can do is shake her head again.]
You'd like him, if you ever met.
[She'd seen him here, just once, not long after she'd met Minato. If she and Minato can be here, why couldn't Ryoji be here somewhere, too? Maybe they'll see each other again.
Her free hand cups Scott's cheek as she tilts her head to meet his eyes. She doesn't say it aloud, but she's grateful that he's come to check on her. She doesn't say it aloud, but instead uses that hand on his cheek to guide herself in, seeking another kiss.]
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Long as he's not an asshole.
[He teases slightly, knowing very well that Ryoji was most likely someone very kind and considerate if Kotone feels so deeply connected to him. Scott would like to meet him sometime, if such a thing is possible, and it at least feels that way as long as they're in this casino. But with his other worry put to rest, Scott starts leaning in closer to her once more, head tilting so that he can comfortably slot his lips against hers-- this time, not letting any more of his worried thoughts hold him back.
Just a little more passionate, a little more wanton, his arm still around her waist in a comfortable hold as he sinks into that feeling of just wanting to touch her. That feeling has been clawing at him for a long time now and... it's hard to push it back now.]
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While his hands remain where they are, hers explore, tracing the curve of muscle in his back, caressing the nape of his neck and twining into his hair. She doesn't stay there long, though, one hand finding his around her waist and pulling it lightly, trying to encourage him to let his fingers curl under the fabric of her shirt to the bare skin below. All the while, she doesn't stop kissing him, letting herself get lost in this heated moment here with him.]
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[Scott lets himself fall into the heat that's resumed almost effortlessly between them, his lips meeting hers and deepening it just that much, his tongue sliding in her mouth now that clenching need to feel her fully breaks free to guide his actions. No more responsibility, only that need being met as her hands explores his body. Hands on his back, his neck and nearly shivering-- and he's soon sliding his hand underneath her blouse, fully encouraged to return the favor. He spreads his warm fingers against her skin and trails upward until he reaches the underside of her bra, slowly tracing the edge and teasing the skin right beneath.
A light mumble of her name against her mouth, with his other hand reaching to the front of her shirt to start unbuttoning it, somehow managing. Maybe it's just that desperation to get both of his hands splayed across her skin without anything in the way.]
I-I really like touching you. [He's so honest?? Even Scott flushes a little at the admittance, but he can't help it, because she is soothing something in him that's been grappling at him. He doesn't fully understand why, but maybe it's okay to just accept it.]
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If he likes touching her, then,] Keep touching me, then, [she encourages in a soft whisper, pulling her bra off and letting it join her shirt on the floor.] However you want, wherever you want. [There's an undercurrent of heat beneath her voice, hinting that she wants this just as much if not more so than he does. Her fingertips twine gently into the short hairs at the nape of his neck as she looks him in the eye, seeing her own almost-desperate reflection in ruby lenses.] Please?
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The easy encouragement to keep going and yet, Scott lets himself stall just for a few seconds as he takes in her completely bare upper half-- breasts peaking from her chest without a shred of clothing to cover them. Fuck, she's hot. And she's cute-- gorgeous? More than that. A few similar words run through his mind as he moves one hand to cup one breast, holding her firmly but not quite squeezing. He just wants this still moment between them.
Then she's almost pleading with him and something in him untwists, a surge of wanting to meet that plea and soothe whatever is going through her claiming him more than anything. Is it the suit mark? Aftermath of the heart? Both? Either way, he doesn't want her to wait long for him, he wants to show how much he cares and wants her too.
So Scott, while still flushed, nods. A flicker of red behind those glasses, his want showing through too.]
Good, because I don't want to stop touching you. [He should sound domineering, but his voice comes off as soft.
His other hand slides to her lower back, supporting, gripping, and encouraging her to lean back as he starts moving his lips down her chin-- her neck, sometimes stopping to suck gently against skin there, but never straying too long. He said he likes touching her, and kissing someone like this is one of his favorite ways to show it. A few seconds paid to her clavicle, leaving wet marks and a light trail, and continuing downward until his lips meet the top of the breast he's been holding.
Another kiss. Then he guides her tip into the warmth of his mouth, his full lips wrapped around and keeping her, before he starts to lightly suck.]
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Maybe it's just that she wants him to touch her almost more than anything else right now, her skin hyper-sensitive to his touch. The muscles of her back twitch and ripple beneath his touch, her knees spreading slightly to lower herself down even as she leans back, trusting her weight to his hand to give him as much access as she can. Her chest rises and falls with each short, needy breath, little noises escaping her lips each time he sucks against her skin. There's a part of her that wants him to bite down, to mark her as a reminder that he was here with her, but she can't quite muster the oxygen for it, stretching taut with anticipation of where his lips might find next.
Her lips part in a quiet, higher-pitched noise of want, her back arching further into his hand as warm lips suck her tender skin. Her nipple hardens quickly beneath his tongue; the hand she'd twined into his hair tugs gently, trying to encourage him to take even more of her breast into her mouth.]
Keep doing that, that's good... [she breathes as soon as she can muster the breath, laughing a little from the heady rush of heat coursing through her blood.] You don't... you don't have to be gentle if you don't want, it's okay...
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There's a teasing swipe of his tongue against the hardened nub before he settles his wet lips around her breast, keeping it there only briefly before he starts sucking again. Diligent, dedicated, Scott keeps her in the warmth of his mouth with a pace that might lean on too gentle, though he soon pulls back with a small smile-- with something almost mischievous flashing through his eyes. Maybe hard to see, but.]
You don't want gentle at all...? [He mumbles softly, lips still close to her saliva covered tip and brushing against it. All followed by quick little licks, playful and teasing.] Tell me, Kotone, what do you want? Something like this...?
[His head moves until his lips are pressed to the side of her breast, but instead of his usual kissing, his teeth gently closes in on sensitive skin-- still not enough to really cause pain or break skin but leaving a small mark there.]
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A sharper cry when he bites down, more surprise and pleasure than real pain, and every muscle tenses beneath him. It's a reminder that they're just here having fun, not anything deeper than that. The gentleness might fool her into thinking they're actually lovers, and that's a deeply scary thought considering the situation they're all in.]
That. More like that! [She doesn't always want it rough, but right now, she can only think that any mark he leaves on her, any bruise, is proof that however short of a time it was, she wasn't alone. There was someone who wanted to be with her. Pupils fully blown out, she twines both hands into his hair, tugging slightly to try to get him to look up at her and see the need etched onto her face.] I want to feel you everywhere. Anywhere you wanna touch me. Anywhere you want me to touch you.
[Cheeks still flushed, she adds a quieter,] If you want me. [He can take her any way he wants right now, if he wants.]
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Although, a part of him is just a little worried about how much her suit is influencing her... he's been there. And while he doesn't regret anything that happened when his suit was at its max, he definitely pushed for a lot. Wanted a lot. A reckless abandon to pull the other person to him. So while he wants to keep touching her, he tries to maintain some control between them.]
I do want you.
[A brief thought of fucking her runs through his mind, something in him warmly curling around the image. He really wants to be with her in that way, but right now seems too quick? Or. He doesn't know. Maybe he just wants to continue exploring her body with just his fingers and mouth, internally mapping her body within his mind. Sure the heat between his legs is pretty hard to ignore, but he really just wants to pay attention to her. Plus there really is something more appealing right now just using his fingers-- something so sensitive about those points in his body.]
I'm here for you, okay?
[A small, but genuine smile crosses his face, something directed just at her right now as he strokes her back, massaging those muscles before he leans forward once more to envelop her breast within the warmth of his mouth. He sucks just a little harder this time, all the while he finally coasts his other hand down her waist, passing by her stomach until he hits the top of her skirt-- with fingers immediately slipping inside and still moving further down until he presses right against the material covering her crotch.]
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Before she can figure out how to put that into words in a way that doesn't sound as desperate as she feels, a desperation poorly hidden behind the need in her eyes, he's already taking her breast in his mouth once again. She can feel the way his hand skates down her stomach, short breaths increasing in speed anticipation the lower down he explores until finally he's so close to where she really needs him right now. She spreads her legs easily, and then, as if he needed any more prompting, drags one of her hands free of his hair to instead move it down that same arm, taking his hand and curling his fingers against her, inviting him to feel how wet her panties are.]
Don't hold back. [She bites her tongue before she can slip out a please, trying to hold on to that bit of her pride at least. She pulls at his hand, trying to bring his fingers back up, just high enough to find the top hem of her panties to encourage him to dip inside.] I want to feel you like this...
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Because fuck. Wow????
Rubbing straight into that soaked spot with his fingers-- tips passing against it over and over, just wanting to feel her want and hear more of her reactions as he pushes against the material. And she does respond, that almost plea entering her voice getting him to gently suck her nipple in reassurance, before she guides him once more to the top of her underwear.
As tempting as it is to take this slow, he immediately slips his hand inside her panties. Cloth now clinging to him as he lowers his hand to her most private area, no longer separated by anything, and not stopping even once until he feels her heat nearly pulse against his fingers. She's so wet for him, and. He wants to feel it for himself now. He dips two fingers and crooks them, palm resting against her pelvis, before he pushes them right into her core-- passing by her folds with ease, her slick more than enough.
An indiscernible muffle vibrates around her breast, before he pulls his fingers just a bit, before pushing them right back in her clutching heat with a nearly audible squelch echoing between them.]