Charles Patricius

[Bloodedge]

Nao could easily believe he wasn't the only one going through crazy times lately. None of Rita's responses were making sense. Actually, Nao couldn't make sense of a single thing he heard until... she mentioned the openness of sex as payment if he happened to be receptive of it. Suddenly, everything made sense! This wasn't a sex job ─ it was a freak haven! Nara Rita was the imperfect person appearing at the perfect time in his life, essentially acting as an enabler to his unexplained condition. Alas, Nao was left with a bit of turmoil. That line definitely made this seem like a porn plot. What was he to do with it? In his experience, things became more sexual as he tried to make them less so. If he hadn't been sitting there with a broken brain, he still wouldn't have gotten up just because of the likeliest outcome. "I uh... that's so much to unpack! But... if what you're saying is real, it's a relief. I normally shouldn't even try getting up in a situation like this. Like... if I try to get up, I'll slip again, and something else will happen to make you slip mouth-first into my lap again. That's usually when the police have to get involved and check cameras and stuff. Uh! I'm not saying I have a problem with that. It's not what happens, but how it happens and... what it usually leads to. Gomen," he said in the end.

All the while, Shota was still trying to talk and act his way into something very interesting. Not only would this Mitsuki girl serve as an excellent target for jabbing at Sakura and that damn Hiruko; she'd also be a lovely pickup in general. An experienced hand could feel as much when tucking itself between covered folds, even as Mitsuki protested against his approach. "My bad, Chigucchi!" he said even though, physically, he wasn't stopping his actions or trying to let them be stopped. That one finger of Shota's was rather quick. "I know you're working, but that's just your hands and eyes, right? Are you saying you don't like it? I could just be the guy learning how to take good pictures by looking over you shoulder. Nobody has to see where my hand is going♥~" he goaded, snickering all the while.

[Apollymi]

Meanwhile, Nara Rita was being confronted by the reality of the bad luck possessed by Aihara Nao. He remained sitting and went through a few sentences which explained how he thought this moment would go if he moved. Rita had her brows raise in surprise as she heard this explanation. "If you were younger, and I'd not already been part of these oddities, I'd say you have an overactive imagination," Rita said though she just waved it off. "Still, you said that way too quickly for me to believe that it is anything other than true from your own experience," she said with full empathy. "I won't get in the way of this, and if you'd prefer not to have too many more problems I could leave you back here and have you get started assembling the desk in that back storage closet for me. It'd at least keep you away from Nanami-chan until she's gone for the day..." she offered with a small smile. "Also I realize what I said was a lot to unpack, but just know I won't hold any random incidents against you. Though I do think we should actually get some work done today, I'd still be wiling to discuss extras with you later~" Rita mentioned almost teasingly. At the same time, Nanami Mami was finally seeing the clock approach the right time and she, grabbed her cup from under the counter and headed to the back break room to grab her things. "I'm out for the day, later Nara-san..." she said quickly aiming to slip out before she was asked to stay later or anything like that. In fact she was in quite the rush, to make sure she could reach a certain hospital within a certain amount of time. "Hai hai, have a nice day," Rita mentioned casually standing outside her own office and pulling up the door to avoid any unnecessary eyes.

Meanwhile, a handsy Kakihara Shota wasn't letting up. Poor Mitsuki wasn't able to separate herself from him, and once such an activity started, separating without making a scene became infinitely more difficult. She'd definitely been understating how pushy this lad was... now she was starting to believe he'd become some kind off sexual thrill seeker after realizing that women wouldn't just immediately be put off by that large member of his. "You shouldn't apologize like that when you know you don't mean it," she huffed whle biting her lip. She supposed she should have been able to take the last few pictures she'd been aiming for without stirring up too much of a fuss. What was more, he wasn't exactly wrong, she didn't mind the physical contact or anything, just the timing of it seemed so off, given she'd been nothing but clear about what she was doing right now. Ah, but the knowledge that the timing was off, didn't stop her body from reacting. No, her hips shimmied a little in response to that finger as her loins began to soak her lace panties and she put all of her extra mental ability into framing a proper picture. "I don't hate it, and I guess I can finish these last few shots with a bit of a distraction. Still..." she uttered quietly. Oh well, there was a bit of war going on and her brain was losing to the sensation in her loins and her already planned future excitement. It was a good thing she was staying at a nearby hotel, it would have been hell to catch a train all the way back home. Of course, there was a bit of unsteadiness and her fingers were twitching a little as he went on. A few shots of the venue she could be heard snapping them and then peeking at her camera display in deep thought.

[Bloodedge]

Rita wasn't wrong to express how unbelievable his situation was. Even so, she had little reason to be in disbelief after being directly involved, apparently. The scenario he spoke of had indeed occurred in his past once or twice. Nao could do nothing but nod along when Rita made that comment, confirming the truth of her assumption. Regardless, it seemed she did want to get some actual work out of him. He did apply with that intention, so she'd be getting no arguments from him. One specification was that he be kept away from Nanami until her departure, and another was... something about discussing extras with him later. Did that mean what he thought it did? If so, this really was a massive turning point in Nao's life. No matter; assembling a desk was technically doable so long as he didn't have to call Rita to help with some other form of accident. Well, even if that was required, it seemed things might be fine moving forward. As long as he could still work and get paid successfully, Nao was happy. "I'll─" He couldn't even get a few words out before hearing the blonde girl's departure announcement. Wasn't she a new employee? That was such a strange and abrupt leave to take note of. "Does she have an emergency situation or something?" he wondered immediately. Moving on from that, he did think to complete the original clause. "Anyway, that all sounds great. I'm trying to wrap my head around the other stuff, but... yeah, I do actually plan to work. You said you have a desk I can assemble?" Nao asked while making every attempt to get his trousers in order before even getting up.

According to Mitsuki, Shota shouldn't be apologizing for something he didn't mean. Well, she wasn't doing enough to stop his advances either. A minor attempt to free herself was viewed as a matter of embarrassment in public settings. He didn't care. Shota's duty at the moment was to ensure he settled himself for future access. He'd do that the best way he knew how: by getting himself as far as possible right away. "No worries, Chigucchi. Your two mouths are sending me mixed signals though♥~" he asserted. The way Mitsuki began to move against his finger told him everything he needed to know. Shota was establishing his place, with a damp finger to show for his efforts. Moreover, Mitsuki began her attempts to keep up the photography task at hand. As she did, he guarded her backside with his own body to keep that finger discretely active. He even leaned in to hold his head over her shoulder, as if actually looking into her camera... though all he did was blow into her ear from that position. "Still what? Don't think you can stay distracted without giving up on the job?"

[Apollymi]

Rita was willing to take a chance on Nao, and he apparently was willing to work even though he wasn't yet ready to cross any 'taboo' lines on purpose just yet. That was all fine, but before they could continue their conversation one Nanami Mami was leaving for the day without even asking anything of importance about the end of her shift. The question posed by Nao was one which Rita would answer with a bit of healthy skepticism. "I don't know that she does, at least she didn't mention one when she asked to start today after seeing her the other day. I also opened the store late today so it's not even like she got a full shift out of it. I really don't think she's going to last very long if I am being honest. But I do like to give people a fair shake..." Rita explained of her situation with Mami. Of course, as this lad was hired as a manager she fully wanted him to understand the other staff if he could. Moving on from that point, he began trying to properly redress himself and spoke of wanting to put together that desk for Rita. She would happily allow him to have that sort of individual task for himself. "Yes, I do have a desk for you to assemble, with Nanami-chan gone, I can tell you its in the break room in a storage closet, still in the box. There is one of those hand truck and a tool box in there it should have everything you need. I'll show you..." she offered knowing that he had a bit of bad luck but that wasn't something she'd stress about personally.

While one was being introduced to a new form of life, the young lady trying to take pictures of the convention venue was being molested. Though she likely would have agreed to something with this lad, the start was a bit dubious at best. Even so, she'd not properly pulled away and in fact, Kakihara Shota only closed in the gap. Perhaps she would have found it easier to settle into this deviance if it hadn't felt quite so rushed. Well, she supposed some people knew what they wanted in only a short while, she didn't hate a personality like that. "I was trying to work so of course, there are mixed signals... a five minute wait wouldn't have killed anyone," she huffed. She really didn't need that much time. She was already on her last rounds. She knew conventions were places were a lot of people had their most casual and crazy hookups but she didn't think this would be a way to start one before others were even walking around with the full atmosphere to bolster it. She didn't get the time to think about it either, as she took another picture and rather suddenly had the lad blowing into her ear when she went to check it. Between that little maneuver and the movement of his finger, a little moan slipped out between her lips. "Agah~ I think you're trying on purpose to stop me from getting my last few shots," she griped, but her body didn't agree. Well, Just a couple more and she'd surely have enough to satisfy the early part of her contract. She couldn't let getting laid potentially stop her from making money. Still, if this went on any longer she'd likely experience an orgasm ruining both her panties and her mind for a few minutes yet.

[Bloodedge]

Apparently, it was a total mystery whether Nanami Mami did or didn't have some emergency to take care of. She'd just started this job today, and had only worked a partial shift. Why then, was she leaving so suddenly and so hurriedly? Nao had to agree with Rita on her longevity here. "I'd say the same. It's rare to see that in an adult," he mused about the blonde's apparent lack of work ethic. Well, that wasn't his issue at this exact moment. First, Nao had to get his pants in order ─ something he managed with only a few minor slips that didn't become an incident. Rita did have a desk she wanted him to assemble. Slowly did Nao rise as she explained where it was, ending with an offer to show him to the storage closet. He supposed with the one other woman gone for now, and this one having an understanding an very unexpected acceptance of his condition, there was no cause for concern in following her. In fact, Nao had more reason to believe following Rita would be very lucrative for any and every reason one could think of in this case. Something she mentioned being in the storage room didn't make sense to him, but he was sure it would when he saw inside. "Hai hai! Show me to it and I'll get right to work!" he said firmly. It had been so long since Nao was able to get a job and actually focus on the work itself, he seemed genuinely excited to get something done. Excluding his very first job or two, he'd never worked in a place without worry of when he'd have a random sexual encounter with this coworker or that customer. Life was really turning around for him. . .

Shota didn't agree with the idea of waiting even five minutes in this situation. Five minutes was more than enough time for a change of heart. He couldn't have her taking too much time to consider or reconsider what would be happening between them. A single moment of acceptance would be taken and run with, per Shota's desire. "You sure about that? A lot can happen in five minutes, Chigucchi. I'll show you what I mean," he challenged. Mitsuki tried to complete her given tasks through the distraction of his finger. For a while, it seemed she was doing a great job of it as well. Alas, then came the audible reaction when his breath reached her ear. Was he trying to stop her from getting the pictures she needed? No, not at all. In all actuality, Shota was just trying to ensure he could get the pictures he wanted by the end. "Iia, iia, it's nothing like that. Look, I'm just trying to get you opened up and ready♥~" he suggested as that finger pressed and rubbed more firmly between Mitsuki's legs. "You're gonna need to be, after all. Oh... you didn't have plans for the rest of the night, did you?"

[Apollymi]

Nanami Mami didn't necessarily have an emergency. No the truth of that matter was something else entirely, but that wouldn't be discovered for quite a while yet. Instead, Aihara Nao was being allowed to begin to flourish. "Yeah, really rare... I get work life-balance and all of that, but you'd think she would have at least stayed to find out if she had any duties before she left," Rita mentioned almost casually. She didn't make it a habit of calling upon former employers, she didn't think it was the best idea to have someone tainting the image of a new hire before she heard them out. But if certain behaviors continued a quick call or two could let her know what to expect from Nanami Mami. Regardless, she'd put that aside in favor of leading Nao towards his first real task of his employment. "That's more the kind of attitude I expect. It's good energy~" Rita mentioned as she lead the way out into the store in a path that would take them around the new drink machine and towards the break room. All the while she saw that there had been at least a gentle lull in customers which made it easy for them to move around a bit without it causing an issue for Nao. "I should specify that I never got any of the pieces out of the box. It really has just been sitting there since I ordered it months ago." she said of the new desk for her office. There were a few other things in that same storage room with a similar story, stuff she hadn't gotten around to making the fixes for given her already busy schedule just running the store and trying to save her broken marriage. Without one of those things working as an active distraction and with some extra hands she thought to at least get through the backlog of work.

Shota didn't want to wait five minutes for any potential mind changes, Mitsuki just wanted to finish her work. If nothing else, she was still Japanese and would like to put out her best works whenever it was possible. But here she was, a finger playing against lace panties and wet folds while she tried to capture a few clear pictures. She ended up switching her camera to quick shutter mode, in the hopes of capturing a few of those last shots without the tilt caused by her own shaky body. "A lot can happen in five minutes... for instance, I could have finished my shoot..." she whispered while pressing that button again. Ah, upon looking at the camera she'd actually gotten a few perfect pictures in the middle of her own shaking. Just a few more at this speed should allow her to get exactly what she needed out of this. He wanted to get her open and ready, he claimed not stop her from doing her work. It wasn't as if they could start immediately... she'd still have to make it back to her room at least. What was more a bit of a firmer press had her whimpering a little moan as the last of the pictures was snapped. Did she have any plans for the night... no. Did he really intend to keep her busy for that long? Well, she supposed she'd be finding out. "Iia, I was just going to load these up and spend the night in my hotel room..." she answered honestly. With her chip full and all the shots she needed in place, she supposed it was fine to allow that weakening in her knees as dampness overtook her loins and she experienced a fresh orgasm for her troubles, quiet thought it was.

[Bloodedge]

Finally up and stable without any issues, Nao was more than prepared to start assembling Rita's new desk. He may have considered it strange as the first task he was given as a new manager prospect, but frankly... he'd do literally any task this woman had for him now. She called his reaction good energy, but it wasn't necessarily innate to his person. To note that, he stood erect with a fist slammed to his chest. "Innocent! I'm excited because I finally have a job I might be able to keep! I'll do anything you need!" he announced with full conviction. That tired expression Aihara Nao once had was slipping away moment by moment. There was even a bit of pep in his step as they walked out into the store, but... his mood didn't save the situation. As they moved past that modified soda/coffee machine, there was an unforseen malfunction. The device conveniently went haywire while both Rita and Nao were in the line of fire for burst pipes. On Nao's end, he was sprayed top to bottom with a mix of sticky syrups. He was nailed from hair to shoes so perfectly, it seemed almost like a planned event or divine intervention. Of course, Rita was in line to receive the same treatment, though it seemed there was an additional, consistent spray of cold carbonated water aimed perfectly at her chest. Nao couldn't even react by doing anything but stopping in his tracks. This wasn't even the fifth time such a thing happened to him. In fact, Hiroshi had more of a reaction from his position at the ramen stall. The tall male shifted his gaze skeptically toward the unfolding accident, having but one thing to think. 'Interesting. That sort of malfunction shouldn't be happening at all ─ certainly not for several more days,' he thought.

Mitsuki agreed that much could happen in five minutes. She could have finished her work, but she could have also decided the time to follow would not involve Shota. He had to plant himself in her mind and body, and he had to do it in a major way. If he left her with high expectations and wanting within that same five minutes, his position would be fully established. Lo and behold, that seemed to be the route things were taking. A trembling body was joined by weak knees even in a silent orgasm that Shota felt against his fingertip. Five minutes was enough. Mitsuki's initial plans for the evening were also shared, and Shota mentally slipped himself right into that agenda. "A hotel, huh? You've got room for one more then, right? We might have some apologizing to do by morning though, Chigucchi. The quiet one's out now. You might spend the rest of the night screaming♥~" he proclaimed. "So what's it gonna be? Got a car, or are you walking? My car's having some problems right now, so I was thinking to leave it here until it cools. Wanna find that private place for a nice friendly chat?♥"

[Apollymi]

Nao seemed to be well on his way to a more normal day. And what was more, he had nothing but enthusiasm to offer his new job. Rita complimented his attitude and he claimed that he was innocent of her statement. He claimed he was simply excited and would do whatever she needed of him. "Hai hai, that's what I like to hear~" she claimed earnestly. He was still very good energy to have around, by her own understanding he'd also be reasonably good regardless of the task he was given, so long as he didn't have too many of those accidents of his. Speaking of those, they were walking by the drink machine and rather suddenly as if by magic, it seemed to malfunction. Nao was sprayed in sticky syrup and Rita herself was sprayed in a mix, including taking a lot of carbonated water directly to that light sweater she wore. In the midst of this sort of chaos, Rita could do nothing but laugh... "Hehehe~ I guess we're detouring then. One second," she said. She popped a head and arm into the break room and picked up a couple of wet floor signs to place around the spillage cutting off this area of the store for through traffic and then turned to Nao, soaking wet sweater and all. "Come on, Aihara-kun. I've been living in the apartment above the store, and though I don't have clothes for a man I do have a quick wash and dry. And a functional shower..." she mused "Oh and there's cake," she offered happily as she made her way through the back and up the stairs assuming the lad would follow along if only to avoid remaining sticky for the rest of the work day. She'd mentioned being accepting of his condition and she'd meant it, getting a little wet was far from the oddest thing she'd have happen to her.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki was experiencing an orgasm in public caused by a rather handsy individual who came equipped with a large tool. As for her hotel stay and the assumption that she had room for one more, this was technically true. She wasn't rooming with anyone and considered this job to be mostly a vacation with an excuse to explore the convention for free. "That's still pushy," Mitsuki mentioned. "But yes, I do have the room right now. My employers for this job paid for it, so it's in walking distance of here, only a block down at that really nice hotel. I don't think it will be a problem..." she stated. What she'd heard during her check-in the rooms were really well protected, so much so, that no one had heard a mess being made of one of the penthouse suites a few days prior. Whatever the case, she was willing to have this young man along for a night or so as promised. "We could go there now, I have the shots I need and I have to upload the pictures anyways..." she mentioned. It could technically wait a while she planned to do a few large batch uploads but somethings became more pressing, like needing to answer the itch started by that busy finger of Kakihara Shota. With that she'd finally aim to properly separate herself from him and lead the way towards the venue exit, so that she could walk the necessary block down to reach her hotel.

[Bloodedge]

Of course, Nao's sunny disposition at present couldn't stop the accidents from coming in spades. He was drenched and sticky, but surprisingly unbothered. Well, why would he be? This one hadn't involved either party slipping into or atop the other, and even if it did... Rita understood his issue and had already given a pass. Even now, drenched from head to toe in the middle of her own store, Rita merely laughed and announced a detour. She acquired wet floor signs for the safety of any customers while Nao stood there, still bewildered... and seemingly abashed. "I've never seen that so casual before..." was all he could say. Apparently, Rita's living quarters for the time being were upstairs, and she had a way to fix his wet and sticky problem. This wasn't sounding less like pornographic media stories, but he definitely didn't want to work as a sticky mess for the remainder of the day. A wash and dry of his clothes, a little extra wait after a quick shower, and he'd be right as rain to start working properly. As he followed her upstairs, Nao heard the extra mention of cake being present. "We all know that," he muttered gently, not even able to stop himself. After all, he'd spent a great deal of time walking behind Rita thus far. He didn't need to be told she came well-equipped with what they call... cake.

Shota was a pushy lad through and through. Even so, his methods were tested and true, working even now. Mitsuki had herself a free room at a nice hotel ─ just what he needed to wind down. She didn't seem to have a car, but that was fine; he just wouldn't be able to talk himself into more deviance for a little while. "That sounds like a pretty sweet deal, Chigucchi! Since it's free, why don't we see how much we can ruin it? Shouts on me," he said ─ his own attempt at a little play on words. As for the shots Mitsuki herself had to upload, they were of a variety he had an even bigger interest in. As a good photographer, he expected her to be the best model he ever had! Vengeance was a sweet dish, and he'd have it... extra hot in this case. For now, he'd actually let Mitsuki free herself of his hand so they could be on their way. He wouldn't be keeping very far away from her, however; he intended to keep them within arms' reach. "Let's go then, Chigucchi. I'm sure you can't wait to find out what I'll do to you. I'll take a lot of pics so you don't have to worry about forgetting it either♥~"

[Apollymi]

Perhaps what Aihara Nao was truly missing in his life was someone who could accept his oddities at face value. The truth of the matter was, that Nara Rita wasn't really the type to overreact in most cases. The fact that she'd only drawn a piping bag on an assassin said quite a lot about her mental fortitude. Here and now all she could do was laugh off the situation a bit. "That's sad. It's obviously something that isn't in anyone's control. It isn't worth being upset over, and who wouldn't call having a few extra laughable moments in life a bit of fun~" she claimed. She'd spent her previous night mourning her old life, she'd fully launch herself into her new one, even if it meant she occasionally had a few extra wardrobe changes or malfunctions. Upstairs she unlocked her apartment door and slipped out of her shoes. Leaving it open behind her for Nao to enter and going to prepare the shower for him and herself. A single moment would have her pulling out a couple of towels and washcloths and hanging them up, opening the washing machine and checking to make sure the dryer was empty as well. Once she was sure she'd pop back in. "I set up the bathroom for a quick shower. The washer and dryer are on the way in you can have the first go since you're actually all sticky~" she claimed earnestly. In the meantime she'd be cutting a couple of slices of cake for Nao and her during their quick break.

It would seem Mitsuki was well on her way to sexual encounter at this particular convention she was hired to photograph. Of course, this wasn't something she'd shy away from, though that didn't stop her from experiencing some odd forms of misgivings which were erased and reformed periodically. "We can't ruin it on purpose. Sure it's free but I don't want to make trouble for anyone else," she claimed quickly. She was still Japanese and wouldn't want to be a bother to anyone just because she happened to be thrill seeking. "The rest sounds fine though..." she added almost sheepishly. Mitsuki was no prude but still this man spoke so very casually and she found herself being just a little shy by virtue of that. Not to any extreme and not to the point of saying no... she just seemed to be on the fence. "Sure... this way..." she said, taking note of his closeness and keeping up her general pace. They could reach the hotel in just a couple of minutes walking and she'd then enter the lobby and head for the elevators. She wasn't too high up only on the fifth floor but her room was quite nice and on the ends of one of the hallways so she only had a single neighbor. Though in exhcnage for that luxury there was a lot of foot traffic as people tried to find their way around this particular floor.

[Bloodedge]

The conveniences were really lining up for Nao today, much to the contrary of his life before now. He'd been left wet and sticky for only a minute or so before ascending to Nara Rita's apartment over the store, where he'd presumably be able to make himself suitable for work. How she found fun in this situation, he didn't know... but he couldn't dare question it. While Rita collected towels and prepared the washroom, Nao struggled to take off that sticky shirt ─ underneath which was a toned build with under five percent body fat, though no serious bulkage in terms of muscle mass. He supposed that shirt was nothing to worry about since he'd be needing a uniform of some sort anyway, but the pants situation he was in definitely needed repair. According to Rita, he could have the first round of showering. Though he wanted to be polite... "As much as I'd like to say you go ahead... honestly, I need to hold my head under running water for a thousand reasons right now. Shitsureishimasu," he said, bowing on his way into the washroom to finish stripping and drop clothes into the washer. Some minutes later, he was emerging from a hot shower and grabbing the first of two towels to dry himself, head first. Only while drying his dripping hair did he notice a second towel hanging nearby. 'Is that for me? Probably for my dignity,' he thought. After drying off well enough, Nao dropped that used towel into the washer as well, taking the other to wrap it around his waist. With that done, he emerged with a cloud of steam. "Whew! That shower's great! Arigatou gozaimasu!" he exclaimed first. "I left the washer open for yours. I'm fine with mine going through whatever settings you use."

All the while, Shota was accompanying Mitsuki out of the convention venue and down the street. She didn't seem very keen on ruining a hotel room just because it was free. Shota gave no verbal response, but there was a wide smile on his face. That sort of claim was just fuel for him. If she didn't want to ruin things, he'd just have to screw her into a change of opinion in the heat of a moment. Surely she wouldn't have a care in the world about destruction while he was balls-deep inside her. "We're gonna have fun," was all he said while they traveled the street. Inside the hotel and up to the fifth floor, Shota noted the amount of passersby there were. Naturally, it was the perfect opportunity to 'conveniently' bump his crotch into Mitsuki's rear quite a few times along the way.

[Apollymi]

Apparently Nao would have tried for politeness but he was quite sticky and wanted to run his head under the water. "Hai hai, it's fine. I'm hosting and not too uncomfortable... take your time~" Rita mentioned, though it could be noted that her eyes lingered upon his exposed torso for a few seconds too long. 'I really was settling, huh?' she gave herself a headshake for her bad decision making but smirked just the same. And while Nao showered, she cut a piece of cake for him and left it along with some water and juice on the table whichever he'd want. She had a bottle of water and went to her bedroom. She found her next set of attire and pondered over the number of men she'd spoken to in the last 24 hours. Though she was no longer bothered by her failed marriage, she couldn't help but wonder how much easier her life would have been if she'd not tied herself to such an individual. She was having a good time, interacting more with her old friends and even catching up with family and the like. She was gaining new employees and finally starting to see things as fun again... it was quite disturbing how much better her life was, the moment she decided to let go of her attachment. By the time Nao emerged with a head of steam behind him, Rita could only be pleased by his attitude. "Glad you could enjoy your shower. I left a piece of cake and some drinks on the table for you... I'll start the wash while I'm in..." she said while sliding past him and into that room. Her clothes had no special requirements and most in modern times didn't. When he left she'd be stripping out of her leggings, sweater, bra and panties and dropping in a wash pod before staring it on a short cycle, just enough to actually clean it. While she had a shower of her own. It never even occurred to her that there was a towel in the washer already and that he had on a dry one around his waist. No... she'd instead simply be turning on the shower to enjoy a hot one herself.

While showers were being enjoyed one way, a girl was leading a guy up to her hotel room. There was something like a nagging feeling in her mind, but she was mostly ignoring it for the sake of being horny. Even his response to her lack of desire to destroy a hotel room was something which only garnered a passing mention of fun. Perhaps if she'd been more used to this kind of approach she would have found that to be a telling sign, but by the time she thought about it more, she was already being bumped into repeatedly by his crotch. A stiff member which let her know that picture wasn't in fact some trick of the angling and lighting. "Yeah, I suppose it will be fun," she mentioned as she slid the keycard into her door and stood to the side to take of her shoes. And rid herself of her main camera and a few other incidental objects she'd kept on her person. "Come on in..." she mentioned even while having the feeling he didn't need the extra invitation at all.

[Bloodedge]

When Nao exited the shower, he was greeted by an offer of cake... actual, edible cake, not to be confused with the multi-layered thing she carried behind her. "Oh, right. You didn't have to. Arigatou; I'll enjoy it!" he said, bowing lightly once more. Rita slid by him, and he shuffled by simultaneously to clear the washroom. Much care was taken to avoid contact, and it seemed to go quite well this time. Much to Nao's surprise, he was actually able to move on and find that slice of cake with, oddly, two drink options next to it. Something was amiss, though. What was it? Nao couldn't even reach the conclusion that Rita brought nothing to the washroom with her, and that lack of thought would be one factor in his eventual undoing. For now though, the towel-clad young man was sitting to take the first bite of a cake far moister than anything left waiting should have been. Was his new boss the type of person to order professionally-crafted confections? Surely she had to be, he thought.

Meanwhile, Shota was already having himself an excellent time just by bumping into Mitsuki in the hotel's hallway. She seemed to be excited enough as he saw things ─ especially as she didn't even have a word of refute to offer for his antics. With that, he wouldn't bother stopping. Shota even held himself against her rear at the door, conspicuously grinding against her before it fully opened. When she permitted him entry, he had something cheeky to say while sliding in, not once breaking contact between their bodies. "Already? That's something you should wait to say later, Chigucchi♥~" he flirted. Without any additional hesitation, Shota began tugging at the bottom of his shirt to lift it overhead. It seemed he didn't plan on wasting much time. "So, what's the deal? Bed, bathroom... or right here because you can't bear the wait?"

[Apollymi]

Rita left a piece of cake for Nao to enjoy and she had a shower herself, starting the wash cycle before having some enjoyment of a hot shower. Once she was all clean she turned off the water and reached for a towel. Only to discover there wasn't one on the rack. A few moments of extra thought would ensue. 'Did he take both towels? Well there was a towel in the washing machine. I didn't think about that, but if he's comfortable protecting his own dignity I am fine with that. Unfortunately towels are in the linen closet which is well within the line of sight of everything else on the way to the bedroom.' In a predicament she found herself after a long shower. "Ano...Aihara-kun, I hate to be a bother but I seem to have miscalculated, could I get you to bring me a towel?" Linen closet right before the bedroom?" she asked of him managing only barely not to think anything of it. For her such a moment was just a minor miscalculation on her part, and she was pleased he'd protected his own dignity. It'd been a while since she dealt with someone more normal, so she would blame a mental experience for the lack of extra towels.

Meanwhile, Mitsuki found herself entering her room with a man pressed firmly against her backside. That part seemed about normal for how close he was, and reminded her of a new incoming experience. Whatever the case, he decided to take her invitation inside in an exceedingly dirty fashion. Even though she knew she'd invited him up to her room, something about that one made her blush and squirm a little. "I didn't mean it like that, Kakihara-kun..." she managed. Once the door was closed though it seemed the lad lost all sense of propriety. Gone was his shirt within seconds and while his body wasn't out of shape it wasn't the sort of amazing she'd expect from a fitness model or anything. She'd seen a lot of nice bodies and his made the list, just not at the absolute top. "I've been out all day so I was going to have a shower first," she managed almost sheepishly. Crazy was it for someone to say something like that so quickly, but still she couldn't quite fault him for being eager either. "I assume you want to join me..." she added, figuring his gung-ho attitude wasn't going to be something that stopped irrespective of anything else. Better to be a bit bolder in a moment like this, she assumed, rather than let him completely run the show. Assuming that she'd be tossing her phone on the bed as she went for the shower attached to her suite figuring Shota would be in close proximity all the way.

[Bloodedge]

Since he had to await both the washing and drying of his clothes before descending from the apartment, Nao decided to take his time and thoroughly enjoy the cake slice in front of him. He sliced and bit carefully, he chewed carefully, and he let each small piece dance across a salivating tongue to fully appreciate all it was worth. After a few minutes, Nao was sliding his fork along the plate to collect any and all fallen crumbs for consumption. Still, he finished in time to be most of the way through the glass of juice when... the curse struck again. No, that wasn't entirely to blame here. Rita asked for a towel, and Nao immediately thought back to the moment he noticed the second one. Was that actually meant for her? He'd made a grave mistake. In that moment, he realized what was missing: Nara Rita really didn't take anything but herself and those drenched clothes into the washroom. Hadn't he seen enough of her after that wetting? Apparently not. "H... hai!" he shouted. Well, it wasn't like he could refuse. He got up, heading to the mentioned linen closet to retrieve a towel. Once he had it, Nao returned to the washroom door and stood there in silent contemplation for a moment. He obviously couldn't expect her to walk all the way to the door. If she were expected to do something dangerous like that, she could have gone to get her own towel. He had to go in, didn't he? Of course he did. "... Shitsureishimasu!" he said while knocking. Nao would wait three seconds thereafter before opening the door. His eyes were closed, his left hand holding an extended towel for Rita while his right held his own towel firm to his waist. In that way, he scooted slowly across the wet floor, trying to avoid any offense. "Don't worry; I'm not looking! Am I close enough?" he asked while just barely out of reach.

Mitsuki didn't mean her invitation the same way Shota did during his response. Even so, the look on her face during that announcement triggered his prey drive. "You're still blushing. Sounds like a good idea, doesn't it?" he responded. As for Mitsuki's desired starting point, she spoke something to the contrary of deviance. What she wanted was a shower after being out and about the entire morning. That was quite understandable, but Shota's joking way of guiding the topic would naturally rear its head again. "A shower huh? If you can't decide inside or out, we could just do both♥~" he said, clearly only half in jest. With the assumption that he wanted to join, he could undoubtedly say she was right... though his reasons may have differed a bit. "Oh, good idea! How about we see how good a model you can be in there? From what I saw earlier, you're really good at sexy poses. Can't blame me if I can't resist a photo op♥~" he said. With that, Shota would immediately be following toward the bathroom, keeping his phone at the ready all the way.