Kirishima Eijirou (
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Prisma: Body Heat
[Kirishima didn't do well when it was cold.
He could handle it, yeah, not like he'd ever let a little chill stop him...but it really screwed with his Quirk in a bad way. When your whole gimmick is that your body becomes hard as stone, it means that a lot of the time he spends post-using it is with trying to carefully massage out the hardness in his muscles, especially when he's overworked himself. And when you're used to being stiff, the cold only makes that much worse. It hurts like hell sometimes too, so it's just...not fun all around.
In the winter, especially in Prisma, Kirishima found himself drawn to wanting to Moonlace with people more. It didn't matter who necessarily, especially not on days like this where you could see your breath with every exhale. And on top of everything else, there was something or other going on with the Prismals- again- that they wanted help with. And Kirishima...couldn't ignore that.
So that's why he was out here, in the forest, freezing his ass off. Supposedly they'd make it to the location the Prismals needed them by morning, but it had started snowing so hard they needed to set up camp to wait it out and get some rest. Cue Kirishima sitting himself down by their pathetic, barely alive fire to try and keep himself warm, hoping nobody notices how hard he's trembling with his hands gripping his upper arms.]
He could handle it, yeah, not like he'd ever let a little chill stop him...but it really screwed with his Quirk in a bad way. When your whole gimmick is that your body becomes hard as stone, it means that a lot of the time he spends post-using it is with trying to carefully massage out the hardness in his muscles, especially when he's overworked himself. And when you're used to being stiff, the cold only makes that much worse. It hurts like hell sometimes too, so it's just...not fun all around.
In the winter, especially in Prisma, Kirishima found himself drawn to wanting to Moonlace with people more. It didn't matter who necessarily, especially not on days like this where you could see your breath with every exhale. And on top of everything else, there was something or other going on with the Prismals- again- that they wanted help with. And Kirishima...couldn't ignore that.
So that's why he was out here, in the forest, freezing his ass off. Supposedly they'd make it to the location the Prismals needed them by morning, but it had started snowing so hard they needed to set up camp to wait it out and get some rest. Cue Kirishima sitting himself down by their pathetic, barely alive fire to try and keep himself warm, hoping nobody notices how hard he's trembling with his hands gripping his upper arms.]
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The fire is nearly not enough to warm her up, let alone the poor boy who's visibly shaking to the bone. Marie quietly scoots closer to him, until their shoulders touch. The immediate stream of Chroma relieves her with few scattered licks of warmth over her skin. ]
Mon Dieu... with how advanced their technology is, I trusted them to at least predict the weather of this zone before sending us off.
[ She complains, icy breath puffing out of her pale lips. ]
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N-n-no kiddin'. I'm used to cold back home in Japan, b-but this is somethin' else...
[It's like. Advanced cold. And that's saying something for Kirishima, who has willingly run out into the snow without a shirt before.]
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This world must have pretty extreme weather. It is such a pity, because the Sanguis season was mostly pleasant by comparison...
[ It was pretty much the summer of her world, and she had a lot of fun hanging out with friends at Crystal Beach. She misses those months already. ]
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Ugh, Sanguis get all the good stuff...meanwhile us Cordis and Iris are stuck with cold.
[He's exaggerating for the sake of complaining, mostly because he hasn't even been here long enough to know what the seasons are like exactly.]
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Would you rather become a Sanguis then? Perhaps a fluffy wolf?
[ One hand reaches down to lay her palm flat against Kirishima's, comparing their size just for fun and distraction from the cold. ]
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[Kirishima's hand is obviously much larger than Marie's, and covered in callouses all over the inside. It's tough, but somehow soft at the same time...and also as cold as ice.]
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[ Having jellyfish hair and swan wings for Iris doesn't get much warmth in her, unless her heat really is bad that month.
She gently rubs her fingers over the callous and soft parts, before rubbing her thumb over an especially cold spot over his hand. ]
What a missed chance!
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Y'think the Prismals would let me change, if I asked nicely?
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Resisting the urge, but also not quite, she brings his hand aside so she can hold it in both of her own now, for some more warmth. One of her wings also stretches, a bit stiff, before coming down to rest over his shoulders. Her caring side is made even stronger thanks to Iris. ]
I am not yet sure there is a way to change your moonblessing on a whim, but if we get out of this situation safely I shall look for some information.
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He'll gladly accept her taking his hand though, as well as the warm downy feathers of her wing curled around him. It's an immediate guard from the chill of the wind if nothing else, which he can appreciate.]
Thanks Marie...I'm really just complainin' though cause it ain't like we got anythin' better to do. And it doesn't look like this snow is gonna stop any time soon...
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A soft sigh follows, and she rests her head on his shoulder. ]
It is a quite troublesome situation, so I really don't mind hearing you out. [ He's really cute when he complains, too. Hmmm. ] If worse comes to worst, I believe we will have to, ah... get a bit more creative about keeping warm.
[ She's being gentle about it, with no intention of scaring him away. Further moonlacing might not even be necessary if the snowstorm calms down soon. ]
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The suggestion causes his ears to perk up a little with him not even realizing it, red eyes darting off to one side. The way Moonlacing and contact and stuff works here is...different, compared to how Duplicity was. It's all so much easier, optional, and more importantly always consentual. So of course the suggestion is well received since he doesn't expect more than...what one would reasonably expect.
Doesn't mean he can't look shy about it, though.]
Y-you're prolly right Marie, hah...you uh. You got any ideas?
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Although... it's pretty hard to be cautious during triple moon days. And what she'll say next will prove that pretty well. ]
I have heard about warmth being shared more effectively if both parties are undressed.
[ She cants her head slightly to the side while watching him attentively. ]
And kissing is also commonly more effective than a simple hold of hands.
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[To his primal brain, the thought of disrobing in the snow makes him actually want to die, but the Cordis in him...doesn't care. What is he living for if not to just say yolo every once and a while?
That...and it beats sitting here shivering and complaining about being cold.]
Y'sure my teeth won't be a problem?
[He teases, especially since his teeth are maybe even a bit sharper these days than normal.]
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Not at all. I have kissed enough people to be an expert of avoiding harm by now.
[ And since there's consent in this... she acts, slipping her arms off him, only to swiftly move around and take a seat on his lap, her hands gently laid on his shoulders. ]
It is more comfortable this way, non?
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This, though? This he wants, especially right now. Especially when Marie suddenly moves to sit in his lap, prompting him to move his hands down to steady her at her hips.]
Mmh. A lot more.
[And since he's a sap, he'll lean in to nuzzle their noses together, briefly.]
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He would never hurt her on purpose, that's for sure, and it's what pushes Marie to dare further, chuckling at the tender nuzzling, then planting a kiss on the corner of his lips. ]
Very well. [ She wraps her arms around his neck now, drawing their faces closer. ] Close your eyes now.
[ It shouldn't warrant a warning like that, but she's kind of in the mood for a bit of cheesiness. ]
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Close his eyes though, huh? Kirishima smirks befoe obliging, closing his eyes and staying perfectly still as he waits for Marie to come to him.]
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Their lips meet. It'd be lovely to see his face the whole time, but she also closes her eyes eventually, her hand cradling the back of his head, her fingers burrowed in his red fur of hair. A chaste kiss that soon becomes far from that, because her tongue will draw a line between his lips next, trying to probe her way in.
Chroma starts circling like their warm breaths, and she quickly grows addicted to it. ]
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...carefully, since his teeth are sharp and prominent in his mouth, still a worry even though she told him it's nothing.]
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She sighs against him, melting in his arms as pleasure grows and pools in the lower half of her body. ]
Mmmm...
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When she pulls away for a break, catching up with air, she still lands pecks down his jaw, hands going for the back of his ears and giving them scritches. ]
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Kirishima pretty much immediately melts at the touch of her hand and even moreso with her nails gently scratching behind his ears, relaxing against her with his tongue unconsciously lolling from his mouth.]
Ah-hahhh...that feels so damn good....
i am BACK
Marie pulls away to look at his face proper, and what she sees has her heart leap delightfully. This boy is definitely a big, fuzzy puppy. He's acting like one and suddenly she doesn't want to stop scritching! ]
Does it? Really?
[ With a lack of real furry features on her - if wings or tentacles aren't considered as such - she can't understand how good it feels to be scritched but she definitely will appreciate and endorse such display. Kirishima will get all the scritches, and to add onto that she leans back in to kiss the tip of his nose, more and more invested in the idea of giving him loads of affection. ]
I am glad. Would you like more?
YAAY
[The attention has the side-affect of making Kirishima unable to form any further coherent sentences, which probably doesn't matter anyway. He's a hair shy of starting to kick his leg if Marie keeps this up, sinking closer to her with his head tilted up and back to expose more of his neck for the scratching, should she so choose.]
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But her actions aren't going to exactly follow as expected. Instead of her hand, she dips in and plants her lips over his exposed neck, placing few kisses and nuzzles, her breath ghosting over his Winter challenged fur. The other side of his neck is still being attacked, though, her well cured nails scritching the spot like he wanted. ]
You really are cute, Kirishima...
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[It's unexpected, but Kirishima doesn't mind it at all. In fact, his tail just wags faster as she kisses him and scratches him and generally drives him insane. By this point his ears are drooping a little he's so relaxed.]
No way...you're way cuter than I am, Marie...
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[ The petting keeps going, but so does her mouth action, giving his neck a light bite. No sharp fangs to really leave a mark, and it's all playful yet. ]
You are so cute I would just eat you up if I could.
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Ain't nothin' stoppin' you, is there?
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[ She peppers his jawline with few kisses, before planting a big one on his lips. Her hand now travels low, and it stops when it cups his crotch, straightforward. ]
No limits at all, Kirishima. What would you like me to do next?
[ She licks her lips, expectant. ]
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A-aa...k...kiss me lower, maybe...
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There are so many annoying layers of clothes. Marie puffs some icy breath out before dipping in again, laying slow and firm kisses down his neck, fumbling with his coat as she shifts to have more access.
Her hand is still on his crotch. Not gonna move that away. ]
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He tries to wiggle around a bit to give Marie some more room to work his coat down his arms if not off him entirely, his breath huffing through his teeth in puffs of icy steam with each kiss to his neck.]
Nnhh, Marie...