Beach. Everyone has been working so hard lately so why not take a break and enjoy the beach? You can make sand castles, play in the water, and there are even umbrellas for those who'd rather just relax in the shade. There's a nice row of water melons ready to be smashed later in the day and when the sun goes down, that's when the sparklers come out.
Suffering. It's the hottest time of the year and the citadel doesn't have central air conditioning. The few air conditions that were installed have given up on life after being used so much and now, we really have to make do with what we can while the Konnosuke try to fix it. There's a limited number of fans, plenty of ice cream to go around, and the citadel should be built to circulate air, right? ... Right?!
Spooks. In Japan, summer is a time for horror. Gather around the camp fire and hear some spooky ghost stories or maybe head out into the woods just outside the citadel for a good ol' fashioned test of courage. It's all good, harmless fun! Of course, with so many spirits gathered in one place, what's to say a stray or curious outsider spirit won't join the mix...
Rain. Summer is also known for sudden and torrential downpours of rain. The clouds always seem to grown and darken suddenly and the next thing you know, it's raining sheets and the ground is shaking from thunder. Once it starts, it never seems to stop. Maybe you were caught out in the rain or maybe this is day 7 stuck inside.
Other! It's summer and there are tons of things to do. Go to the general store and stock up on ice cream, wake up in the middle of the night uncomfortable with heat, or run around screaming because cicadas are dying and flying at your face.
[Ichigo shudders lightly at the touch. He closes his eyes at the kiss as he returns it, gentle and a little tentative, then the licks make him gasp softly and he parts his lips, inviting Mikazuki in.
Ichigo’s heartbeat quickens more when he feels Mikazuki trying to undress him with such purpose. He gives in and starts helping with the removal of his own clothes.]
[Mikazuki knows Ichigo is self-conscious about his body after the fire. There's a few swords here with fire trauma and some of them to have scars bad enough that they can not want to show them. There's a reason why Ichigo's clothes always cover him, even when it's hot.
But Mikazuki doesn't hesitate at all and while of cours,e he'll see the scars, his eyes don't linger on them. Ichigo's outwards appearance changed a little, but no that much, and that was never the part that was the most important to him.
Gently, almost reverently, he kisses Ichigo's cheek, and then the line of his jaw, and then his neck, and then his collarbone.]
[Ichigo is so caught up in the moment for now that he doesn’t remember his scars as he sheds his clothing, and lets them fall carelessly about them.
He reaches out to lightly grip Mikazuki’s clothes as he leans into those loving kisses, sighing softly with perfect contentment.
But then something nags at the back of his mind. Something is not quite right. Where are they? Right, his room... That’s okay- No, it isn’t! He shares his room with all his brothers. His brothers might walk into at any moment! That clears his head in an flash!!
Sorry, Mikazuki, he’s going to have to push you away a bit.]
S-Stop! Stop, Mikazuki! We can’t-We can’t do this here! My brothers. They will be back at any moment! We have to go somewhere else...!
[He was only just starting.... and suddenly, there's some pushing, and protests and ... oh.
Well, Ichigo is right, this is not something the children should stumble on... but that is sort of killing the mood too, and Mikazuki sits back, looking up with a sigh and a weak laugh.]
[Welcome to having lots of young children, Mikazuki!]
... it-it’s all right. I did tell you to show me...
[Ichigo hastily puts his clothes back on and in doing so realises that Mikazuki must have seen the scarring on his body yet... not minded it at all? Mikazuki does not mind his horrible scars! An immense wave of relief washes over him and he feels such a great rush of love and affection for his husband. And those kisses just now... They felt so good. He wants more... Much more! He doesn’t want this simple matter of being in the wrong location stop that...!
Ichigo gets up resolutely and quickly gathers the clothes Mikazuki had taken off earlier in his arms. (Can’t leave that here for his brothers to find!) Then he holds his hand out to help Mikazuki up.]
Let’s go to your room. [His confidence then falters just the slightest bit, for this is still quite embarrassing.] You-You aren’t getting out of showing me that easily!
[Liste, he raised, one child, he gets it. It's just... you were the one who kind of jumped him here, Ichigo.
... How are you still embarrassed now? Really, getting to know you again is bringing all sorts of surprises. Not that he wants you to compete against the former you, and people change even without traumatic events. but you certainly get embarrassed a lot more.]
I am not trying to get out of it... but if we just go like that, other people might see us.
[So if you get embarrassed thinking about your brothers, what about strangers or comrades in arms? Mikazuki doesn't mind either way, but somehow it seems to matter to you.]
[And your child may kind of be in love with him and Ichigo likes him a lot too, mostly because he was there for him during a very difficult time of his life. And maybe because your child kind of reminds him of you in some way.... (Just admit you might have a thing for Heian grandpas already, Ichigo!) They may have cuddled once or twice (and that’s all they did) but that was only because Ichigo hadn’t been sleeping well at all and needed someone to hold him to help him sleep... But he has you now, so we shall discuss this complicated love triangle later... maybe.
He can’t help it, okay? You are ridiculously attractive and he can’t help feeling extremely flustered around you, especially since he’s only just discovered what you are to him not so long ago. He’ll be less embarrassed... later, maybe, hopefully. Just take it as a compliment!
Ichigo thinks about that for a moment. Well, they are dressed, so there’s nothing wrong with walking outside. He’s just helping Mikazuki back to his room after he almost fainted from heat stroke. He’d already carried him over earlier. People have probably already see it. And just walking outside together is not at all the same as his own brothers walking in on them when they are... in the throes of passion!]
It will be all right. I don’t mind them seeing us together.
[Yes, do tell him about that later, Ichigo. Not right now, but... later.
For now, he will lead the way to his own room - and yes, he does have his own, even though occasionally he and the rest of the Sanjou swords just pile up in one of theirs together.
And then once they're here, they might as well put the clothing on the kimono stand so that the silk won't wrinkle. And the leather parts can be put away in a box nearby. His blade is already on its stand, where it usually rests when he is at the Citadel.
Unlike most of the rooms where futons are usually kept in closets, though, this bedroom, which is pretty large is arranged the Heian way, which means there is a space enclosed by fabric drapes and bamboo blinds where the bed is made no matter the time of day on a small elevated platform.
And even with Mikazuki being normally smooth, it does feel a little awkward to just pick up where they left off after this interruption.]
[They’ll have to have that talk... one day. And does this kind of make Tsurumaru... his step-son?? What a sordid state of affairs this is becoming!
Ichigo helps with putting away the clothing, smoothing out the silk carefully and feeling a sense of nostalgia as he does so. Actually everything about Mikazuki’s room feels quite familiar.
And it must be so nice having a room all to oneself. He was given his own room in the beginning, but his brothers kept coming to find him during the night for one reason or another and he’d eventually end up with all of them huddled around him every morning, so it was better for him to just move in with them. He does miss having privacy though.]
Would you like me to make it? Uguisumaru-dono taught me how to back at the Imperial Collection and I’ve had a lot of practice making it for our little group.
[There is a beautiful tea-set on a low console, with a range of options. Mikazuki is well loved and he loves his tea so he gets a nice little selection from the Saniwa. that allows him to offer tea to everyone's taste when they visit, too.
He goes to kneel on a cushion next to the table, all proper except for the way his yukata collar is pulled a little too open.]
I'm sorry, this sort of pulled us out of the mood, did it not?
[Ichigo goes over to the tea set and studies the selection for a while, before choosing something he likes. He is very focused as he prepares the tea, making sure he does each step precisely as he’s been taught with efficient and graceful movements.
He brings the tea set over and carefully sets it down. He does consider sitting opposite Mikazuki, but then on a whim, he decides to sit beside him. Then he pours out the tea, trying his best not to let his eyes stray to that wide open collar.]
No, I should be the one to apologise. I... pushed you away after all just when things were getting...
[His cheeks are starting to flush again at the thought of that, as he takes a sip of tea.]
No, it wasn't forced at all and it was... very comfortable... We just weren't in the right location...
[He's not about to traumatize his young brothers like that! Nor does he want to have to explain why he's making those sounds and no, Mikazuki was not hurting him... He's just going to stare down at his tea cup for a while now as his cheeks heat up more.]
... I didn't want it to stop...
[He moves closer now, finally looking at him again.]
[He lets out a soft gasp when he suddenly finds himself pressed against Mikazuki and that smile just makes his heart beat faster.]
O-Okay...
[... is tea more important than him...? Fortunately, Ichigo is too distracted to consider that. He finishes his tea obediently, then holds his cup up for Mikazuki to check.]
I’ve finished. [After a short pause.] Can I get my reward now?
[The touch makes him shudder the tiniest bit and his eyes slip shut at the kiss. He follows Mikazuki’s lead and returns it gently... at first. Then one of his hands reaches behind Mikazuki’s head to pull him closer and his other hand slides into the opening of his yukata to caress him, as his kiss becomes hungrier and more intense, his shyness melting away. A memory being triggered.]
[Mikazuki shivers slightly when he feels that fire (ah! fire) in Ichigo's kiss. Again, his body seems to remember more than his mind does, so maybe they should have done this earlier.
So he answers in kind, his own mouth becoming more demanding as his hands also get to moving and going back to getting under those pesky clothes that he had started removing earlier... and of course they need to break off the kiss a little so he can really remove some of these, but as soon as he can he is back to kissing and pressing Ichigo against him so he can rediscover that back, fingers dancing on the shoulderblades and down Ichigo's spine.]
[Ichigo lets his desire take over, abandoning all reason and restraint.
He moans softly in return, his fingers entangling into Mikazuki’s hair. He quickly shrugs off his upper clothing during the brief break, eager to get back to the kiss. His breath catches slightly as he quivers at the fingers dancing over his shoulder blades, his spine and his scars. He responds by reaching out to undo obi of Mikazuki’s yukata.]
[Mikazuki's hands settle on Ichigo's hips, his fingers dipping under the waist of his pants as he keeps kissing him.
He doesn't stop any of Ichigo's movements, letting him tug the obi free and leaving the fabric to pool open around him.... and he might have somehow removed his fundoshi earlier. Oops.]
[He gladly returns the kiss with happy little sounds, as his fingers eagerly trace Mikazuki's now bare skin, slowly exploring his back, his arms, round to his chest. His fingers linger on his chest for a moment before sliding downwards, lower, lower and then his hand brushes against...!
He gasps and pulls away for a moment, suddenly feeling very shy again... Part of him feels like he should cover his eyes, but, but a larger part just wants to take in this magnificent scene before him...]
[He actually grasps Ichigo's wrist gently but firmly, guiding that hand to his own chest again and then down, all the way down, letting out a little gasp when it reaches the very place where he wants it.]
[He looks away slightly. His heart is beating so deafeningly loud again in his ears that he’s pretty sure Mikazuki can hear it too. His captured hand trembles lightly from a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He knows he supposed to be familiar with this but... he really can’t remember and he’s not completely sure what to do! This is all so confusing, he knows he most probably isn’t a virgin but he feels completely like one right now...]
I did...?
[What is he supposed to do...? He only has a vague idea, but he doesn’t want to disappoint Mikazuki! He does try tentatively wrapping his fingers lightly around the place Mikazuki wants him to touch. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down a little as he finally looks up at him once more.]
[So he has forgotten even this? one would think the body would remember some sensations... how odd. And how strange to have Ichigo's hands on him so shy, when in the past they were so self assured and confident.
He gives a short gasp when Ichigo's fingers wrap around him, and then moves closer, nibbling along Ichio's jaw as his own hands move down and then inside the pants this time, mirrorring the action.]
I'm not going to tell you, Ichigo. I'm going to show you.
[Once you get a feel of what feels good, it'll be easier.]
[The sensations do feel familiar, but as for the techniques to achieve such sensations... well, he’s remained celibate all this time so it’s not like he’s had any chance to practise or regain them. And that makes him less than confident in his abilities...
He is unable to stop from closing his eyes and leaning into the nibbles. That feels nice. Then he shudders with a little cry when Mikazuki takes hold of him. That-That feels even better! His own hand tightens around Mikazuki from that shock of pleasure.]
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Ichigo’s heartbeat quickens more when he feels Mikazuki trying to undress him with such purpose. He gives in and starts helping with the removal of his own clothes.]
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But Mikazuki doesn't hesitate at all and while of cours,e he'll see the scars, his eyes don't linger on them. Ichigo's outwards appearance changed a little, but no that much, and that was never the part that was the most important to him.
Gently, almost reverently, he kisses Ichigo's cheek, and then the line of his jaw, and then his neck, and then his collarbone.]
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He reaches out to lightly grip Mikazuki’s clothes as he leans into those loving kisses, sighing softly with perfect contentment.
But then something nags at the back of his mind. Something is not quite right. Where are they? Right, his room... That’s okay- No, it isn’t! He shares his room with all his brothers. His brothers might walk into at any moment! That clears his head in an flash!!
Sorry, Mikazuki, he’s going to have to push you away a bit.]
S-Stop! Stop, Mikazuki! We can’t-We can’t do this here! My brothers. They will be back at any moment! We have to go somewhere else...!
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Well, Ichigo is right, this is not something the children should stumble on... but that is sort of killing the mood too, and Mikazuki sits back, looking up with a sigh and a weak laugh.]
... You're right. My apologies.
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... it-it’s all right. I did tell you to show me...
[Ichigo hastily puts his clothes back on and in doing so realises that Mikazuki must have seen the scarring on his body yet... not minded it at all? Mikazuki does not mind his horrible scars! An immense wave of relief washes over him and he feels such a great rush of love and affection for his husband. And those kisses just now... They felt so good. He wants more... Much more! He doesn’t want this simple matter of being in the wrong location stop that...!
Ichigo gets up resolutely and quickly gathers the clothes Mikazuki had taken off earlier in his arms. (Can’t leave that here for his brothers to find!) Then he holds his hand out to help Mikazuki up.]
Let’s go to your room. [His confidence then falters just the slightest bit, for this is still quite embarrassing.] You-You aren’t getting out of showing me that easily!
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... How are you still embarrassed now? Really, getting to know you again is bringing all sorts of surprises. Not that he wants you to compete against the former you, and people change even without traumatic events. but you certainly get embarrassed a lot more.]
I am not trying to get out of it... but if we just go like that, other people might see us.
[So if you get embarrassed thinking about your brothers, what about strangers or comrades in arms? Mikazuki doesn't mind either way, but somehow it seems to matter to you.]
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He can’t help it, okay? You are ridiculously attractive and he can’t help feeling extremely flustered around you, especially since he’s only just discovered what you are to him not so long ago. He’ll be less embarrassed... later, maybe, hopefully. Just take it as a compliment!
Ichigo thinks about that for a moment. Well, they are dressed, so there’s nothing wrong with walking outside. He’s just helping Mikazuki back to his room after he almost fainted from heat stroke. He’d already carried him over earlier. People have probably already see it. And just walking outside together is not at all the same as his own brothers walking in on them when they are... in the throes of passion!]
It will be all right. I don’t mind them seeing us together.
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For now, he will lead the way to his own room - and yes, he does have his own, even though occasionally he and the rest of the Sanjou swords just pile up in one of theirs together.
And then once they're here, they might as well put the clothing on the kimono stand so that the silk won't wrinkle. And the leather parts can be put away in a box nearby. His blade is already on its stand, where it usually rests when he is at the Citadel.
Unlike most of the rooms where futons are usually kept in closets, though, this bedroom, which is pretty large is arranged the Heian way, which means there is a space enclosed by fabric drapes and bamboo blinds where the bed is made no matter the time of day on a small elevated platform.
And even with Mikazuki being normally smooth, it does feel a little awkward to just pick up where they left off after this interruption.]
Maybe I should make some tea first.
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Ichigo helps with putting away the clothing, smoothing out the silk carefully and feeling a sense of nostalgia as he does so. Actually everything about Mikazuki’s room feels quite familiar.
And it must be so nice having a room all to oneself. He was given his own room in the beginning, but his brothers kept coming to find him during the night for one reason or another and he’d eventually end up with all of them huddled around him every morning, so it was better for him to just move in with them. He does miss having privacy though.]
Would you like me to make it? Uguisumaru-dono taught me how to back at the Imperial Collection and I’ve had a lot of practice making it for our little group.
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[There is a beautiful tea-set on a low console, with a range of options. Mikazuki is well loved and he loves his tea so he gets a nice little selection from the Saniwa. that allows him to offer tea to everyone's taste when they visit, too.
He goes to kneel on a cushion next to the table, all proper except for the way his yukata collar is pulled a little too open.]
I'm sorry, this sort of pulled us out of the mood, did it not?
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He brings the tea set over and carefully sets it down. He does consider sitting opposite Mikazuki, but then on a whim, he decides to sit beside him. Then he pours out the tea, trying his best not to let his eyes stray to that wide open collar.]
No, I should be the one to apologise. I... pushed you away after all just when things were getting...
[His cheeks are starting to flush again at the thought of that, as he takes a sip of tea.]
... that felt really good already...
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[Even if what made you uncomfortable was not what was happening - thankfully - but the thought of others interrupting and seeing what they should not.
He picks up his own cup to take a sip.]
It's very good. Thank you.
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[He's not about to traumatize his young brothers like that! Nor does he want to have to explain why he's making those sounds and no, Mikazuki was not hurting him... He's just going to stare down at his tea cup for a while now as his cheeks heat up more.]
... I didn't want it to stop...
[He moves closer now, finally looking at him again.]
I... don't want it to stop...
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And smiles.]
Finish your tea first. It would be a shame to let it go to waste.
[Priorities.]
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O-Okay...
[... is tea more important than him...? Fortunately, Ichigo is too distracted to consider that. He finishes his tea obediently, then holds his cup up for Mikazuki to check.]
I’ve finished. [After a short pause.] Can I get my reward now?
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[He's going to stroke Ichigo's jaw with his fingers, then lift his chin.]
How about a kiss first then?
[A soft kiss, nice and slow, taking the time to explore gently... now that they have time, he's planning on actually taking his time.
And maybe it will make Ichigo a bit more demanding... or bring back some shreds of memory.]
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[The touch makes him shudder the tiniest bit and his eyes slip shut at the kiss. He follows Mikazuki’s lead and returns it gently... at first. Then one of his hands reaches behind Mikazuki’s head to pull him closer and his other hand slides into the opening of his yukata to caress him, as his kiss becomes hungrier and more intense, his shyness melting away. A memory being triggered.]
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So he answers in kind, his own mouth becoming more demanding as his hands also get to moving and going back to getting under those pesky clothes that he had started removing earlier... and of course they need to break off the kiss a little so he can really remove some of these, but as soon as he can he is back to kissing and pressing Ichigo against him so he can rediscover that back, fingers dancing on the shoulderblades and down Ichigo's spine.]
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He moans softly in return, his fingers entangling into Mikazuki’s hair. He quickly shrugs off his upper clothing during the brief break, eager to get back to the kiss. His breath catches slightly as he quivers at the fingers dancing over his shoulder blades, his spine and his scars. He responds by reaching out to undo obi of Mikazuki’s yukata.]
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He doesn't stop any of Ichigo's movements, letting him tug the obi free and leaving the fabric to pool open around him.... and he might have somehow removed his fundoshi earlier. Oops.]
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He gasps and pulls away for a moment, suddenly feeling very shy again... Part of him feels like he should cover his eyes, but, but a larger part just wants to take in this magnificent scene before him...]
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[He actually grasps Ichigo's wrist gently but firmly, guiding that hand to his own chest again and then down, all the way down, letting out a little gasp when it reaches the very place where he wants it.]
You used to touch me just like this.
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[He looks away slightly. His heart is beating so deafeningly loud again in his ears that he’s pretty sure Mikazuki can hear it too. His captured hand trembles lightly from a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He knows he supposed to be familiar with this but... he really can’t remember and he’s not completely sure what to do! This is all so confusing, he knows he most probably isn’t a virgin but he feels completely like one right now...]
I did...?
[What is he supposed to do...? He only has a vague idea, but he doesn’t want to disappoint Mikazuki! He does try tentatively wrapping his fingers lightly around the place Mikazuki wants him to touch. He takes a deep breath, trying to calm down a little as he finally looks up at him once more.]
Please... tell me what I used to do...
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He gives a short gasp when Ichigo's fingers wrap around him, and then moves closer, nibbling along Ichio's jaw as his own hands move down and then inside the pants this time, mirrorring the action.]
I'm not going to tell you, Ichigo. I'm going to show you.
[Once you get a feel of what feels good, it'll be easier.]
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He is unable to stop from closing his eyes and leaning into the nibbles. That feels nice. Then he shudders with a little cry when Mikazuki takes hold of him. That-That feels even better! His own hand tightens around Mikazuki from that shock of pleasure.]
Mi-Mikazuki....
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