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[Setsuna's smiling face is on the screen, he even waves.] So, maybe, for once, I should actually go to school today? I can't really decide what I want to do. Do they even have school on Saturdays here, like they do in Japan?

Not like that's my only option. What's that place Nathan opened up? I still haven't been. But I don't know....

[He's not usually this indecisive. Help him decide:

A. I'll walk with you to school! (route 1)
B. Why don't we just go to the zoo instead? (route 1)
C. I know where that place is. I'll show you. (route 2)
D. Why don't we go drinking, instead? (route 2)
E. Just spend time with me (route 3)
F. Asshole! I still owe you a beating for ______. You better show up at Xanadu! (route 4)]

["Setsuna Mudou is an angel sent from Heaven to masquerade as a normal high school boy and learn what life is like for today's teenage male. He does have wings, but not while pretending to be human!

["Please pick the desired route!

Routes:

1. Sweet schoolboy (mutually vanilla and sweet, or taking advantage of naivete)
2. Delinquent (badboy doesn't mean cruel)
3. Childhood friend (known him forever)
4. Forever fighting (hatesex is totally likely)

["You're now Setsuna's - (worst enemy, best friend, classmate he doesn't know, former boyfriend/girlfriend, childhood friend, mentor, protege)."]

Action options;

A. Run into Setsuna at the zoo
[He's not working there, for a change, lazing around, wings out, animals around him. But it's okay to approach him. In fact, he's smiling at you, gesturing for you to go over and talk to him. The animals might scatter, but he's not thinking about that.]

B. Bump into him on his way to the school
[He's actually trying to go to school, even in a school suit - where did he get that? - so it might be a good time to stop him.]

C. Nathan's night club (She'ol)
[Link just for reference on what it's like. But how did Setsuna get in, really? Or maybe you just want to buy him a drink? He looks a little gone already, dancing a little. And dancing's not typically his thing....]

D. His apartment
[Just a surprise knock on the door. Or his window's usually open.]

E. The Xanadu
[It's icy and cold, and he's bundled up, but still out for a walk, smile on his face. And was that a snowball he just threw at you? For some people, that's a way of flirting.]

[ooc notes: Setsuna has been cursed with genre switch to a slice-of-life dating porn (optional) SIM game.

Your character can either hear the instructions, see them on a personal screen only they have access to, or just know. Characters can keep their current past with him and just add onto it, or take an alternate past, or even clear it completely and have them barely meet in this mindframe (any of these will affect only Setsuna, not the other characters) just let me know what you would prefer, otherwise I'll assume we go with what they already have. New people situations might only earn a date. Your character should be aware Setsuna is affected to think he's in a dating sim game, and pick routes, manipulate the scene, or even replay if they don't like the direction it's going, or the ending. You can even make up your own route, just drop me a note and I'll roll with it. You don't have to put exactly what I do for the options - you can alter your comments to your character's voice.

These routes can end in everything from mutual, sweet dates, vanilla sex, to coerced BDSM, hate sex, and all sorts of other horrible things. It is wish fulfillment for the character playing, not vanilla Setsuna. I'll put warnings in subject lines when needed.

And, yes, there is no gender barrier for this. It is also possible to fail with him. If your character would want to replay, start a new thread and let me know the "route" is being refreshed. Your character can also accidentally find themselves winning a date and have no clue what's going on, ending in termination on Setsuna's part when the other gets upset, unless you would prefer otherwise.

If you want to keep things strictly platonic and not engage in the dating SIM aspect at all, put Platonic in the subject line, or keep it to video only.

IMPORTANT NOTE: As we already plan for Kira to get Setsuna drunk post-curse and get details from him, if you would prefer Kira not find out about their encounter, let me know and Setsuna won't bring it up for whatever reason. Otherwise, he might be seeking retaliation and consequences, but that's only with the worst situations, likely.]

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[A look she enjoys on his face, tonight especially. She has others for the indulgence of rougher play; Setsuna is different. The light that almost banishes her shadow, even if just for a little while.]

[Even if she'll corrupt it with a just-so tilt of her hips, a teasing slide against him, slick enough to think herself garish. A dare and an offer both.] Isn't it obvious what I want? [While normally being kept in languishing in limbo like this might inflame her temper -- it would be so easy to toss him on his back and just take -- the moment when he finally submits, the glazed-over look in his eyes as he glides into her, slow and careful, will be reward enough for her patience.]

[Then she'll let herself go, and not stop until he can't remember how to speak, save the two syllables that make up her name.]

[Funny, he never noticed a single shadow around her, she seems to shine so brightly to him. She has since the first day he met her.]

[When she teases him, moving against him, hips tilted like that, he sucks in air, smile faltering to a softer shade than he normally has. There's nothing but desire left; even his bashfulness is fading into it.] Yeah...it's pretty obvious.

[He starts with kissing Saya's lips, closeness. Then gently he presses into her, slowly. Just the tip at first, letting Saya adjust, letting her control it. She can take more if she wants.]

[Her moment of smug victory over his bashfulness is stopped short by -- something, a sweet rush that has her gasping, clutching him and fighting a sudden, all-over weakness. She had thought, after Karl, the blazing intensity of it all, that this would seem mundane. That without the innate drive, the frantic blinding need that made her crave Karl's blood and touch, being with anyone else would bore her. Her purpose tonight was to stake her claim, simply. The methodology had simply been the first to mind, and easiest.]

[Karl had been pure adrenaline, careening headlong off the rails, had left her shaking with the force of her pounding heart. How is it that this boy with his innocent, tentative touch can make her heart hammer against her chest and her thoughts turn to mush? That his light can give Saya the same shivering thrill as the tempting darkness that drew her to Karl?]

[She tilts her hips, taking him slowly and whimpering as it's somehow better -- threefold, ten, too divergent to even compare.] Setsuna... more. Please... [Her mouth seeks his, kisses turned from teasing to overeager, nudging desperation. It's not just the gentle way he slides into her or the endearing chasteness of his commentary -- it's how he protected her from the very beginning, his comforting embrace, his wing fanned out over her. His laughter, the way he calls her name.]

[She came to make him hers, but it may be she who end up lost to him.]

[He's not privy to any of the emotions overcoming her, but Setsuna feels Saya's hands clutch at him, which indicates a difference, or something important, even to him. He just has no idea what the difference or importance is.]

[Karl had been painful, but Setsuna had agreed to it. Hatter had been awkward and a learning experience. Saya was completely different. She was new to him, her body different, but the act felt comfortable as he slipped in a little further.]

[After the kiss, he nuzzled against Saya's face and whispered in her ear.] If you're sure. But you can tell me anything else you might want.

[Oh -- she shudders, more from his whispered offer than from the sensation of him slowly, slowly filling her. When had the tables turned on her, that she should be pliant to his whims? But as quickly as that question flits to mind, she decides she doesn't care even a little.]

[Her first attempt at an answer is interrupted by a softly moaned note and her hips lifting, encouraging him on. And so she tries again:] I want to drink from you. [None of her usual shame about feeding, just pure honesty... and a bit more.] I want you to think only of me, tonight. [The part of her that would normally balk at both requests is silent and still.]

[Setsuna takes the cue from her hips, pressing in more, filling her completely. Feeling her body slightly quake under his, he tries to put an arm under her and hold close, his body flush against hers.]

Take it. [His voice is low, but pleased. A smile on his lips.] You can have all my blood. I'm completely yours and yours alone right now.

[Her breath is hot and wavering against his shoulder, would be a delighted laugh if she had air for it. She hooks her ankles at the small of his back, opening herself to him, an offer and a demand as her hips rock against him: move.]

[She turns her face to his neck, that tempting expanse of pristine skin; hers to savor or ravage at will. The tip of a fang grazes him, teasing, followed by a soothing lave of her tongue and a gasp of his name, every inch as bewitched as she intends him to be, wound tighter by the delay. A soft sound of lament as he must first draw back, rewarded with a drag of teeth that will pierce his neck as he sinks back in.]

[He follows her lead, pushing into her, in and out, rocking with the tempo Saya started. Just feeling her fangs against his skin he gave an audible sigh, pushing into her a little harder, urging her to continue.]

[When Setsuna can feel Saya's fangs penetrating his skin, into the meat, he moans, contentedly. His blood pulsates at a slightly different beat from the one they're moving to.]

[There is almost a stop, and a definite slow in his motions as the blood starts to leave him. Yes, he's definitely become fond of having his blood taken. Somehow, it's always a little sweeter when it's Saya that does it.]

[Each drive into her is rewarded with a long draw of her mouth, cheeks pulling concave as she siphons his blood, her lips vibrating with a rumbling purr. At his pause her teeth withdraw, a moist sound that makes her smile even as she jerks her hips to him with sudden, grinding force.]

[The lingering drops of his blood are collected with her roving tongue as she waits for his skin to knit closed. A squeeze of her legs will hopefully set him back in motion, and as soon as his wounds have closed she pierces it anew, fangs parting his freshly healed skin and sliding through it. Will he feel it more, she wonders, the second time? Will he cry out as she takes her fill, one savoring sip at a time?]

[Her legs have the effect she wanted, with Setsuna renewing his thrusts, though his speed remains lagging. It's the feel of his blood leaving, the rumbling, the feel that she's safe and comfortable. Just her, all by herself.]

[The second time he's more tender, and does give a light cry, almost all hot breath, against her skin. And as Saya drinks again, Setsuna nuzzles against her, reaching climax. He goes a little slower.]

[She yanks back to release a gasp that demanded it, watching with wordless fascination as his blood, dark in the dim light, flows over pale skin. When she draws close again it's for a slow lave of her tongue, collecting the wayward beads of rolling blood. Her hips move in kind, lazy but insistent.]

Don't stop. [A command, gently voiced around panting breaths.]

I won't. [He keeps pressing in, pulling just a little, giving it more speed. Setsuna's head lulls against hers, his eyes half-lidded. His eyes face upward, body pulsating. First against her, inside her, and the feel of his blood.]

[He does, finally, move his hands, one going to cup a breast, feel the soft weight in his hand, press his hand firmly against it. He's used to kissing during this, but the blood-feeding doesn't allow for it so, instead, Setsuna nuzzles every inch of him against her.]

[She's not long for feeding, however; his skin will surely knit closed in a moment, and she's quite suddenly unable to catch her breath enough to focus on drinking. The tip of her tongue flicks out to collect those last, few dribbles and a low sound slips out alongside. Saya's back flexes, arching, eager to get closer to him ever closer.]

Talk to me. [Her blood-tinged lips kiss near his ear, her overtaxed lungs leaving her voice mostly air.] Tell me if I feel as good as you do. [More selfish whim on her part, wanting to hear him confirm again that for this moment, he's hers alone.]

[There's hot breath and a light sound of pleasure when Saya licks him, just the feeling of her tongue amplifying his ecstasy. He pushed a little harder, just a bit faster, after.]

You feel...wonderful. [He admits it with fluster, a blush coloring his cheeks. He's not used to saying things like that in middle of it, but once she's got him started, he can't just stop. His own voice barely lifts, but they're close enough to hear whispers.] You're gorgeous like this.

Perfect.

[His words have equal effect to the physical sensation of him moving, and Saya shudders and quakes in response. She stretches over to kiss his cheek with warmth she hadn't expected from this encounter. It's cut short by a low, pleasured sound that she can't contain.] You make me perfect.

[More things she hadn't intended to share, but it slipped out without thought. And it's true as well; were she with anyone else, the moment would be less. Diminished. It's not his actions that make her shiver and cry out, it's him.]

[To him as well, everything he felt came from Saya herself. Not what she said, or her movements against him, but the fact she was there, and she was Saya. That was all she ever needed to bring with her.]

[He pushes again, then nearly stops everything as he listens to her. Setsuna shakes his head, then returns the kiss she gave him, only his is given to Saya's lips.]

No. [He insists this with warm cheeks, flushed skin, and a breathy voice.] You were already perfect.

[Saya returns the kiss with unexpected enthusiasm, breaking it only when her burning lungs force her to gasp for air. She might be done with words; she's panting too hard to be understood, and even could she speak her mind is a muddled tangle of feelings she's never thought could arise from this. A simple claim on what should be hers was turned entirely on its head -- and she doesn't care a bit.]

[But she forces herself to manage just one more word as she clutches at Setsuna, her voice stretched thin with too little air, or too much:] Harder.

[And, as always, Setsuna didn't even notice Saya sought to make a claim from the beginning. Though if he had, he would have given her the rights in a heartbeat. Right now, at least in this moment, he was completely hers, lost in only her eyes, the feel of her skin, slowly growing warmer.]

[He gasps for air, even without the kiss. Setsuna's lips curl into a smirk at her request, though, for a change, he's unable to verbally comment. Instead, Setsuna complies, pulling her, hands on Saya's hips to push into harder, face nuzzling her neck, breathing in her scent. Right now, his whole world is nothing but Saya.]

[His instant compliance combined with the way he tugs them together triggers something, a flickering circuit finally connected. Saya'd body yanks taut and she drags Setsuna along, unwilling to relinquish her hold. Her cry is soft but sharp, like the way she tenses, arms and legs and inside her.]

[When her body tightens, Setsuna gives breathy gasps, eyes closed, head thrown back. His climax begins, face flushed, slight smile peeking out when he's not too far gone. It's her body, her voice, and only one name on his lips.]

Saya.

[Her spoken name pleases her equally as much as the physical sensations he's wringing from her. Shuddering and clinging, she holds on until he stops moving and delights in the lethargy that's spreading through her. She got what she came for, and then some.]

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