Everything [Day 7, EN, Closed]

[Kuni Koyuki]

Much as she might have liked to simply let it fall in the moment to focus a little on what was in front of her, a dress like that didn't deserve such treatment. Stepping away, leaning more, she takes care of the dress and see's it neatly away with little fanfare and a rather efficient use of movement. All the while casting Yakumo a glance over her shoulder, "No. I never wanted such things. Maybe it was from taking after my mother a bit, much to her chagrin. However, I did always want something more than what I had," she teases the thought, seeing the dress neatly stored away.

Returning to Yakumo's side she lays her hands first on her hips again, gently held there. Making up for the time away with another kiss gently placed upon her lips, a little pleasant sway, and the return back to center. "When I was younger all I wanted to do was to see more of the Empire beyond my home." Trailing her fingers up her side she focuses mentally without looking away from Yakumo's eyes on undoing the knot. "I grew up on Kyuden Hida Prime, it's a massive station. Feels much like you might imagine it feels. Growing up in one oversized metal box floating through space with all the majesty and might of those who put us there. My mother was on a team of researchers there along with other Kuni shugenja. She'd always wanted me to follow in her footsteps," she lets that thought linger when the knot comes properly undone and Yakumo's form was revealed.

Stepping back, she takes a good look at her to just admire the view. Shifting slightly to get better views, different angles, before stepping in again to lay one more kiss on her. A matter of denoting completion of her task, as it were.

[Susumu Yakumo]

Interrupting the conversation with warm gentle kisses was just fine for Yakumo, and her own hands eagerly found Koyuki's arms, carefully caressing from the wrists and up.

"I sometimes wonder if my mother wanted me to follow her path, like I have done... or for something completely different. Often I'd hear or be told to be more like a princess; strong, capable, poised, and perfect. I knew being a princess would mean everything could be better... Just had a hard time visualising to myself just what that was."

She resisted the urge to reach up and rub her eyes, as she felt some of those old memories pushing on her mind.

[Kuni Koyuki]

Eyes narrowing on the little signs that were there, the discomfort. Watching her with that calm pleasant patience for a moment. Holding onto the moment as if she could just feel what Yakumo was feeling as easy as that. One hand shifting from it's place to find Yakumo's own when she'd trailed back down toward her wrist. Slipping fingers between fingers, pulling their hands up between them. Laying a kiss on the back of her princess' hand and then holding her lips against it while just looking at her over their knuckles.

"That must have been hard. Growing up with that particular list of demands being placed upon you." Lowering their hands back down out of view she pushes herself up onto the pads of her feet to get what little extra height she needs to lay a soothing kiss on her forehead.

[Susumu Yakumo]

It was a strange thing, to open up like this - especially to someone outside the Spider. But then she realised she had never opened up about that even to a fellow Spider, because then they'd tell her that she was lucky because she wasn't breathing toxic atmosphere or having her skin melted on a frontier world. In the Spider, there was little room for sympathies, and in the big picture it was frivulous to complain about being held to impossible standards by your adults.

"I don't feel like I had it hard as such, compared to many others, but... yeah, it was hard." It felt strange to admit it, she thought, as she leaned her head against Koyuki. There was a silent sigh as she took the moments she needed to think through it. "... So, what kind of food should we order?" Yakumo asked to move along from a subject that felt too heavy for this night.

[Kuni Koyuki]

Holding Yakumo a little tighter for just a moment, letting the heaviness of that sink real quick. Not relenting without having one last note in this song, "If you needed to suffer less than others to be allowed to complain we would have no use for the word," and then places one more kiss with the sense of finality on Yakumo's forehead. Brushing her back and then stepping away toward the bed. Sitting down she looks back to her, "How about you figure that out while I get undressed? Whatever you choose will be fine with me. I promise," she offers with the barest hint of a smile.

Shifting boot onto knee she works one off, and then the next, with a sort of practiced precision. "What are some of your favorites? A Princess should be dined with what she loves most, I think. I only read some of those old stories when I was younger."

[Susumu Yakumo]

Yakumo gave Koyuki a quick peck on her red painted lips, stealing that little moment from her after she had kissed her forehead. "Mmm... ok," she murmured, but smiled. It was a small smile, but a genuine one.

As Koyuki worked with her boots, Yakumo picked up her densai and connected to the hotel's services. She had used the room-service quite a few times already when she had been cooped up working on music, so she had a good idea on what she could order.

"To eat? Let's see... I know I usually say something a tad sophisticated in interviews. Fits with my public image as Kumohime as the fans call me." And the last year she had had a strict diet, courtesy of the Imperial nutrionist-assistant. "... You like pizza? Because I do - especially when I can have it because there isn't an assistant telling me I shouldn't eat junk food."

[Kuni Koyuki]

"I wouldn't know, I have never watched one of your interviews," she teases lightly. Second boot still in hand before it's dropped flexing her translucent black cloth covered toes. Looking to Yakumo with an eye for the details, an action that was in and of itself suspicious considering it certainly quite heavily that Koyuki was looking for her to realize something. Regardless, she continues and finds a place for her boots to rest nearby. Sling coming up over her head she casually sets it aside on the nearest surface.

Walking to Yakumo with less heavy footsteps she leans in, placing another kiss on her cheek in passing, "Pizza is perfect," and then walks past her. Far enough away that she was certain she was in full view. Working deliberately at her outfit, first the gun-belt with gun yet inside coming off and being set aside nearby. "I have not had pizza since I was little, and I remember it quite fondly. When I was serving it was rations, and when I wasn't.. lot of places that serve pizza, rare as they are, only do it for groups who are willing to buy a whole pie. Don't have anyplace to store leftovers most of the time so," she shrugs, and starts undoing her belt.

[Susumu Yakumo]

Yakumo seemed... no, oblivious wasn't the right word to describe it. Rather, she seemed at ease and didn't seem to mind Koyuki's discerning gaze. While she hadn't lowered all her defenses, the Spider's guard was pretty low now that she was in her own domain, and with someone she trusted. Out of sight from gossips and tabloids, where she could simply be Yakumo.

As Koyuki kissed her cheek, she brought a hand up to caress the woman's tattooed arm briefly in passing, confirming her presence there with her. "Pizza it is then. Whatever we don't eat can be leftovers for the morning, mhm." A swipe on the densai and the order was put in. "Should have time to put on my pajamas and robe before it gets here. Oh, I was going to ask! What do you do for your skin to take care of it, since you wear such heavy makeup every day?"

She then just realised that having a girlfriend also meant she had a girl friend - they could do all the silly things girls did in serials!

[Kuni Koyuki]

Belt sliding free she thinks of freely tossing it somewhere but stops herself. Curling it up and finding a proper place for it to rest instead. Now that all her assorted accessories were dealt with it was all left to the main show. "Not much," she says, untucking her kimono-shirt from her waist band methodically tugging at particular points. "Nightly I moisturize well to make up for all the hours it is left underneath the paint. Though, the paint has a special treatment as well so it is not as heavy a toll," she admits. Had it not been such the daily wear would have certainly not been nearly as kind.

"Most I do is in the morning. Better to prepare ahead than make up for later," she says, as if it were like laying out the pieces for a beginners puzzle. Shirt coming down off her shoulders the black straps were noticeable first. Thin, and definitely not what Yakumo was used to seeing trailing down her back. Rest of the shirt falling away it wasn't easy to tell at first but there were distinct suggestions of a lace involved. Turning about Koyuki looks to Yakumo with the faintest hint of 'pleased with herself' energy. Rather elegant lacy caged bra on instead of her typical. Hands sliding down her own sides from coming to contact just beside her stomach, thumbs hooking under her waistband.

Leaving just enough time for the moment to sink, the realization to be had, and with a great deal of pleasure says, "What about you Yakumo? What do you do?" casually as if she didn't just drop a bombshell on the conversation.

[Susumu Yakumo]

Oh what's that black stra-- Oh. OH!

Yakumo wasn't the kind to stare when something nice caught her eye, but now she was downright staring. "Y... bwuh... wow!" She broke into a silly laugh and a smile, bringing her hand up to her mouth to hide how silly it must look. "Goodness... Koyuki! You look... so stunning! I'm envious of how good you look in that."

And goodness, she looked so good in that.

Her upper body rose somewhat as she breathed in deeply. "... You put this on just for me?" she asked with a wide grin, stepping in closer towards her and reaching out with her hands to touch Koyuki's hands at her waist.

[Kuni Koyuki]

Koyuki wasn't a woman who cared too much about being admired. Right now though? By the woman who was admiring her? Koyuki wanted nothing more than to savor every ounce of this moment. Wide cool grin worn accentuated by the red paint yet on her lip Koyuki's eyes just take Yakumo in as she goes through her phases, the processing. Using a bit of will to keep herself steady with Yakumo reaching toward her so she could keep the image put together. Welcoming that touch when it arrives with the soft exhale of a breath.

Eyes lingering on Yakumo's expressions she nods happily, "Only for you," she says, her tone affected with the cool and tender attitude she wore so excellently. "Wanted you give you a nice surprise. Thought you might like something like this, hoped you would. I'm glad you do," she says the last as a statement but with just enough lead to simultaneously make it something that could be answered.

"It's a bit nicer to look at while I move around your suite than what I normally wear at least."

[Susumu Yakumo]

"I like it a lot," she chuckled, its sound warm and sensual as Yakumo was leaning in more as her lips sought the now exposed neck and skin, bestowing it with gentle caresses. "You keep surprising me, dear... and I very much enjoy these surprises you keep giving me. Not that I mind your usual fashion, as it is..." her warm breath exhaled across the skin of Koyuki's collarbone, "very you. Which I enjoy."

Yakumo did after all like Koyuki for how and who she was, rather than wanting the Kuni to change parts of her.

Violet eyes sought out the gaze of Koyuki's icy blue, as Yakumo smiled to her. As much as this did excite her, she wouldn't rush this. It would spoil the gift of watching Koyuki wear it for lounging around in.

[Kuni Koyuki]

Nor would she let her. Meeting those violet eyes she lets the feeling between them linger for a moment, like letting a spice sit in. Letting the memory of how when Yakumo's lips graced her neck, the warmth of it, Koyuki softly gasped with that edge her voice always carries. Teasing forward just a touch so that Koyuki's breath and Yakumo's own mingled a bit, each caressing the others lip with their warmth. "This is very me too, sometimes. Not often," a leading to the way she spoke like she was inviting her in. Still meeting those eyes, Koyuki's eye gains the edge of her tease while the smirk reveals itself. She leans back again. Chest expanding as she breathes deep, letting it settle and pace her.

"I'm not even done yet," she laughs breathily. Taking two steps back to put herself back on display. Those thumbs hooked into her waist band seeking the front of her pants to undo them and slide back before pushing them down. Revealing the matching garment underneath. Black lace garter attaching to the thigh length black stockings she wore.

"I enjoy the idea of eating pizza in this. I think it suits us. What about you?"

[Susumu Yakumo]

"I'm glad you show me this side of yourself." Very glad. It was those moments where she saw another facet of Koyuki, learning more about her, that were so absolutely fascinating. It felt like it was more than just having an interesting lover, and more like someone she wanted to learn more and more about...

She watched her with great interest as there was more to come, and it didn't disappoint at all. "Oh my..." her bare fingers pressed across her lips and chin, barely concealing her grin, and that faint blush. "I had been thinking of hanging out in my pajamas, you know, but now you're going to make me feel overdressed. I'll have to get the nice ones instead now."

"Any plans I had of us talking about whatever we discovered today will have to wait until morning now..." Yakumo admitted, but with no regret, "because tonight I want to just focus on you. On us. And that very hot number you're wearing."

[Kuni Koyuki]

"I like the sound of that," she says, retracing those steps she took away from Yakumo so that they were close again. Voice softening back into that intimately private space between them. "We need that, I think. I want that. Having you look at me means-" her heart jumps a little, hurts a little. Something harsh working it's way into this moment. Something she didn't want here, not now. Eyes closing she lets it sail away on a breath. Hands seeking Yakumo's own she just holds it for a moment in the little space that was between them, like it was an anchor in a storm, but her touch was gentle.

Opening her eyes again she seeks Yakumo's own, those beautiful amethyst's in her head that always seemed to find her. Shifting her hold from Yakumo's hand only her waist, laying her palms gently across the skin. Softly brushing in that tantalizingly tender moment. Soft focused breaths giving a gentle rise and fall of her chest. All focus returned on Yakumo.

"It means everything," she says, like jumping off a cliff.

[Susumu Yakumo]

Seeing the turmoil bubbling beneath the surface, and feeling the heaviness behind the gentleness of her touch, Yakumo was silently there for her, holding her hands and waiting until Koyuki found the strength she needed to push through.

"Then that is what we'll do," she reassured her, using their linked hands to pull Koyuki in close to embrace her in a loving hug. One that was less sensual and more supportive and caring, squeezing her in close. "You're a woman with a lot of strength, Koyuki. Which I can admire, and relate to. But don't feel you need to push through it all too fast for my sake. Take your time. Defeat those demons at your pace, alright?"

[Kuni Koyuki]

Tumultuous as her heart might be, the warmth of that squeeze beckons her back again. Soft warmth to a smile that Yakumo wouldn't see. Wrapping her own arms around the woman whom inspired her to run where she walked. Daunting as it all was, she just held her in turn. Letting herself ease with the support of that hug that was almost far too surreal and yet she was surely beginning to tease at the idea of allowing herself to feel it, and accept it. Maybe it was a complicated set of thoughts, but they were hinted in the mere softness of her exhale. A nod gentle brushing against Yakumo.

"I will," she admits, with another stone falling into her stomach. "I do." Finding more of her spirit coming back she squeezes in turn, and places her hands on either of Yakumo's sides as she steps back and just looks at her for a moment. Tears had fallen but their presence didn't suggest pain, nor sadness.

"I'm sure my face-paint would complete both of our looks fabulously, but maybe not this way?" she says, a softened chuckle weary with the emotions present. Bringing up one of her hands to dab her tongue, and rub off a little white that was on Yakumo's cheek from earlier in the night.

[Susumu Yakumo]

"Eh?" Yakumo reached up to her face where Koyuki was trying to rub off the white... and then was surprised to find that there was indeed white from the Kuni's paint there. "Eehh... yeah, we should do something about this!"

Unable to quite resist though, she let her hands wander down Koyuki's hips, giving a playful squeeze. "Bathroom's over that way. More than enough room for us both at the mirror, and everything I need is there, as well as clean towels." She grinned. "I can show you my multiple step evening routine for skin. I... as you've seen with my fingers, I do get rashes on the face too on occassion, so I spend a lot of effort on maintaining my skin the best I can." She was noticeably a little embarrassed to talk about it, but not in a way that she seemed ashamed as she had been when Koyuki first saw her without her gloves on.

[Kuni Koyuki]

Bringing up half of that devilish smirk of hers Koyuki leans a little into the squeeze and steps more into Yakumo, practically body to body. Nodding lightly as Yakumo continues, that sort of excited infatuation with the other woman giving her head a little bob. Didn't hurt that it also felt a little teasy, and for a whole host of reasons she loves egging her on like that. Sparing just a quick glance to the bathroom, and remembering the path that has the least amount of stuff in their way as possible. Which was one of those benefits of silly expensive hotel suites like this, there was so much room!

"When I say jump, jump," she gives the instruction, and before Yakumo can ask she kisses her. Not as tender as before as she lingers with it longer. However, she's just as careful not to let herself get too carried away. Leaving that little wanting for more when she parts. Hands similarly coming down Yakumo's side, past her waist, a little squeeze and then further down, "Jump."

Assuming Yakumo follows, Koyuki will catch her by her thighs and with a great deal of effort support Yakumo's weight against her own without tipping over. Holding her there, getting a steady hold for a few seconds. Soft exhale following the bit of exertion with a pleased and happy sound to it, "Okay, now lets go see this exciting evening routine you have planned for us, mmm?"

[Susumu Yakumo]

"Uh..." jumping???

When Koyuki said jump, Yakumo moved her arms around Koyuki's neck... and jumped! And she was more or less holding onto her for dear life, worried that she'd be dropped, or that Koyuki would tumble over and they'd both fall and hurt themselves. Thankfully, that did not happen! "Goodness my heart is beating so fast," she said with a laugh, heaving a deep breath to calm herself from the small rush of adrenaline.

Directing Koyuki to the bathroom, there was more opulence on display there, including a bath with fragrant wood for those who wanted to indulge in an onsen-like experience without having to step foot outside their suite. As promised, the mirror was plenty large for them both to be able to have room there, and Yakumo already had most of her cosmetics lined up there, either on the counter itself or in containers and bags.

Yakumo saw herself in the mirror now, and saw the spots of white on her forehead, and her cheek. As well as the red on the lips from Koyuki's bolder lip-color. "Ah! I look like I was attacked by a ghost... or a bag of flour!"