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[Mipha brings a hand up to cover her mouth, trying to muffle her quiet laughter] Hmm, let's see... When did you come to wake me in the bathtub?

[She smiles teasingly, but then looks away] Perhaps I just can't help myself with you. I did say you were a bad influence often enough, didn't I?

[She's lucky she's cute, laughing at him like this!!]

Well, it's only fair! You've been far more of a good influence on me than I ever proved to be a bad influence on you.

[The way he says it, it sounds like he's trying to use it as a comeback, but it's entirely too flattering??]

[Also, while she's turned away-- a snap of his fingers unbuttons his shirt, which he'll promptly shrug off... and then drop over her head. But when she pulls it off, there's a tail behind him now!]

[...and also all those scars he usually kept hidden from her. She's likely seen at least these ones often enough to keep them from being too shocking.]

I'll take that as a compliment. [She looks up in time for the shirt to go over her and instinctively she flails a little with a low cry of protest.

What's the big idea!! She pulls it off, pouting just a little, but she's silenced again by the sight of the scars--and the tail, of course, but it's the scars that first give her pause. Folding the shirt over one arm, Mipha reaches out to touch lightly at some by his ribs.

She wants to ask if they hurt, but this isn't really the place for that, and she doubts he wants her focusing too much attention on them either. So instead she smiles up at him]

There. Was that so hard? I feel a little less self-conscious now. [She says as if she's ever felt that about not wearing clothes and all]

Well, I'm glad at least one of us is comfortable!

[His tail twitches behind him as he sulks like the big manbaby that he is.]

[But he's also not going to let her think he's upset enough to make her take back her request. It was rare for her to ask something of him like this! He can put up with feeling a little embarrassed for the sake of indulging her.]

[When she reaches out to touch his chest, he rests his hand over hers and leans in closer -- his tail now wagging behind him. It probably ruins the more seductive expression he's aiming for, tbh... it's too kawaii.]

Now then, if you want to see the rest, you're going to have to pay the toll first.

[It's a good thing he presses on too, because she does look for a second like she's about to apologize and tell him he can cover up if it really does bother him. She takes the tail-wagging as a good sign though and smiles, unable to keep her eyes from following it.

Sorry Meph, she's more interested in watching the tail than she is your attempts at a seductive face. But she does look back eventually to address this toll business; She brings her free hand up, tapping lightly at her chin, adopting a thoughtful, uncertain expression]

A toll? Oh dear... I'm afraid I didn't bring any money with me... But surely we can find another means for me to pay, yes? We're fairly resourceful. [She smiles, unable to help herself.] Perhaps... A kiss?

Oh, I don't know... do you suppose one will be enough? I'm not cheap, after all.

[Says the guy who would literally live off a diet of instant noodles if you let him--]

[He wraps his arm around her shoulders and pulls her in closer-- and this time, he's the one to initiate the kiss. Although it starts off soft and sweet, it soon heats up as Mephisto deepens the kiss and starts to gently lead her closer to the bed.]

[...which might seem like he's going faster and trying to hurry them along, but really, he's just gonna get a stiff neck from bending down far enough to reach her. Their height difference is ridiculous!!]

Two kisses, then? [She laughs, smiling into the kiss, half-stumbling as he guides her. It's nice to feel comfortable like this, to be able to laugh and just enjoy this without feeling too self-conscious or anything.

She knows Mephisto might be feeling a tad bit vulnerable like this, half-undressed and his tail revealed, so she'll do her best too to make this all feel as normal as possible--Or as normal as people like them are able to be.

When the kiss breaks, her breathing a little harsher, she offers:] Perhaps I'll be generous and even make it three.

[Her hands reach for him as the two of them reach the bed; as she sits, she pulls him with her, which... may or may not unbalance him, but whatever!]

Fufu, you spoil me. [He snickers as she pulls him down with her, nearly stumbling really, but managing to catch himself in time. Sitting beside her, he wraps an arm around her shoulders and goes back in for a kiss-- but he doesn't linger on just her lips this time. He trails them down her face and towards her neck, kissing and gently nipping at her skin as he does.]

[But for as much as Mipha might be trying to pretend this is totally normal, there is one thing that's going to be different-- as they sit there together, eventually his tail is going to curl around her a little. It only just barely tickles against her skin, but it'll be pretty hard to miss given the end of it is totally wagging.]

[Mipha sighs contently and tilts her head for him, closing her eyes. She could just bask in the attention, even if she feels like she can't possibly deserve so much of it for so long. It's too much! Too much of a good thing becomes a bad thing, right?

But this isn't really the time to occupy her thoughts with that, because the ticklish sensation makes her twitch a little in surprise. She opens her eyes in confusion--something was moving, what the--

Oh. Right. The corner of her mouth quirks in a smile she tries to hold back and then gives into. Cute... She's glad she asked this of him, because the tail definitely makes this whole thing cuter. It's like a mood ring, only, you know, accurate. Curiously she reaches out to gently touch it it was probably fine to pet without warning, right?]

[It's attention Mephisto is more than happy to give right now -- he's supposed to be spoiling her right now, after all! And so he'll keep up the kissing at her neck, around her collar, letting his hands roam down towards her hips.]

[Her touch is a bit too gentle to leave much of a impression at first, his tail flicking in the direction opposite her hand much like a cat's tail might. But it flicks right back over, Mephisto himself not really putting much thought into it... hell, he might have already forgotten it was there.]

[She's too distracted by his tail to focus on the things his mouth are doing, sorry Mephisto. There's a little giggle that might've been attributed to what he's doing to her neck, but it's for the antics of his tail that seems to have a mind of its own.

Since he didn't seem bothered--or to even notice--she's a little bolder now, trying to actually grasp it and hold it still now, to smooth her fingers over the fur]

[It's really a very nice tail -- the fur is short and thick, like velvet under her fingers, and doesn't seem to grow in any particular direction... but that grab is what earns her a different sort of reaction. His tail suddenly goes still before shivering in her grasp, twitching a little as if trying to escape--]

[But much more fun than that is Mephisto's reaction. He suddenly tenses up, hands pulled back in surprise and... he squeaks.]

[That was definitely a squeak. Like a single, high-pitch whine from a tiny puppy.]

[Mipha holds onto the tail, amused by both reactions.]

I'm sorry, did I-- ['hurt you?' is how the question would have finished, but Mipha's...fairly sure that wasn't a yelp of pain. More just surprise than anything. So the question goes abruptly unasked as she smiles slowly.

Experimentally she rubs her thumb lightly over it, eyes locked on Mephisto as she then slowly lets the tail slip through her hand as she slides it away.]

[It was definitely not a yelp of pain. She should know him well enough to be able to tell the difference! Of course, it's probably still a little hard to tell whether he's enjoying the contact or not. His face is steadily turning red and he squirms a little beside her.]

[If she ever wanted to know how someone goes about taming a demon as powerful as Mephisto, she might have just found the secret to doing it. He's just going to get increasing more flustered -- but at no point is he telling her to stop.]

It's-- it's fine! I'm just... not used to it being touched, is all-- i-it's very sensitive!

Is that so? [Slowly the smile grows over her face as she takes his tail gently in one hand, running her fingers over it with her free hand to the tip. She repeats this motion a couple times, leisurely petting him.]

It's quite soft. It doesn't bother you? Please let me know if it gets too much. I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable.

[It's honestly shocking how she can say that with such an innocent and earnest face/tone.]

[Fuck, how did she know that's the best way to pet it? He can hardly contain himself at this point, letting out a soft, shuddering breath as he curls into himself a little. It's a strange feeling, and certainly not one he's used to. He could probably count the number of people who've even seen his tail with just two hands -- and those who've touched it, even less! It was was a weakness, after all. To be letting her do this was a pretty strong sign of the trust he places in her.]

[...but really, it mostly just feels really damn good. His whole body feels like it's tingling, head swimming as he feels just a bit of his strength held as bay the more she touches it.]

Haa... and what if I want it to get to be too much?

[Does she have an inner sadist? Is he drawing it out of her with these shivers and this flushes face of his?]

[Mipha is perfectly innocent, how dare you. There's no sadism here.

...But it does feel kinda nice to see him fold like this over such a simple thing. There's a thrill at seeing someone who always sees to have the upper hand nearly completely bending to her will. Was this sadism?? It's a mystery. She's still smiling though, humming thoughtfully as she considers this.]

I suppose, if you were to ask me nicely, I would gladly comply. [For now her stroking of his tail is idle, leisurely, with no concentrated focus on how she's doing it]

And just how nicely shall I ask? Would you have me on my hands and knees for you? Begging for you to touch me more and more?

[...look he's allowed to have his own kinks okay. Just because he likes receiving a little begging and demeaning of oneself doesn't mean he can't enjoy being the one to give it, too. Mipha seemed to be enjoying it as well, but just how far could she go with it?]

[Her eyes widen a little, not really surprised by the nature of the offers/advice, but startled by them nonetheless.

Go easy on her, mephisto, she's new to this.]

That's... [She swallows hard and tries to regrasp her upper hand. This comes in the form of her rubbing small circles against his tail with the pad of her thumb. She clears her throat.] That's a start, at least. I don't believe I've heard you beg before.

[She eyes his tail again, smiling faintly] I get the feeling you might be rather good at it...

Is that-- haa, so?

[IS THAT A CHALLENGE]

[The rubbing with her thumb, pushing the fine fur aside to touch just slightly at the skin, has him shivering all the more. His fingertips dig into the bedding of the mattress -- and probably tear through it, given he usually held back quite a bit when using those claws of his.]

[But is Mipha really ready for Mephisto begging? He was shameless enough to put on a convincing act, especially when he didn't need to try very hard in the first place.]

[He turns away for a second, giving just a bit of suspense before shooting Mipha a particularly lustful look, his voice taking on a lower pitch, edged with a desperation she certainly would have never heard him use before.]

[...as much as he does get off on this, maybe some part of him wants to see how red-faced he can make her. He gets off on that too tbh.]

Oh Mipha, please... your hands feel so good, touching me like that. Touch me even more, harder, until I can't even stand it...

[Why are you like this.

She wonders just how much he usually holds back, hearing the bedding tear more than she sees it. Her ministrations against his tail slow, her attention focusing solely on trying to figure out what he's going to retaliate with. And retaliate he does. Her breath catches already when he turns that look on her, eyes widening and her lips parting to-- Say something? She's not even sure waht she was going to lead with, but then he actually does start begging and all she can manage is a squeaked:] Ah?

[Her face instantly turns as red as the rest of her, her mouth opening and closing a few times but unable to form anything coherent to respond with. Finally Mipha swallows hard, her voice shaking a little.]

You... You really are quite shameless. [That's all she can think of to say, but there's a little shiver that goes down her spine, betraying just how much the begging actually effected her]

[He snickers, keeping the same expression on his face as he straightens up to lean in closer, bringing his face inches from hers. He doesn't quite trust himself to run his hand along her cheek like this, lest his nails slip and scratch her, so he'll have to settle for this.]

[But for as much as it was an expression designed for begging, it takes on a new life of its own when paired with the tone of his voice now -- blatantly seductive, as if trying to pull her in.]

I would say anything to draw out that look on your face right now... just what are thinking about? Are you picturing me writhing on the bed beneath you, completely at the mercy of your touch? Or...

[Aaaand here's the part where he inevitably turns the tables on her -- or at least makes an attempt, because this little struggle for power was by far his biggest kink. As long as she has his tail in her grasp, she ultimately has the upper hand.]

[He reaches up and presses the palm of his hand to her shoulder, pushing her down against the bed. He's a bit rougher than usual with it, perhaps revealing how much he was struggling to hold back right now as he looms over her with a grin.]

...were you hoping for something a little more like this?

[There's something about this all that takes on an entirely different level now that she knows Mephisto's true nature. She knows better than to think Mephisto would ever hurt her, but there's a spark of-- something that lights up in her eyes when he's a bit rougher with her, her breath hitching as her back hits the bed. There's a thrill of danger, even when she trusts him enough now to know she's not really in any.

His tail is still held in her hand, being careful not to accidentally yank on it as she's manhandled, but she does let it slide through her hand a little as a reminder to him. Her eyes watch him carefully as she rubs her thumb a little rougher over it and her head tilts with a knowing sort of look. While she may not know the exact extent of the upperhand she has, she is aware she has it.]

Careful, Mephisto... [Her words are murmured low] You're giving me ideas. You're still at my mercy, regardless. [She curls his tail through her fingers, but with her free hand she reaches up for him] And you're holding back. [She hums thoughtfully at that observation, before she pulls him in for a kiss.]

[He groans when she rubs at his tail again, shuddering at the words that fall from her lips. Has he underestimated her again? He didn't expect to see that look on her face so soon after flustering her so much. Perhaps giving her a little power was all it took to send it all to her head?]

[It's entirely too easy to pull him down into a kiss, but the moment his lips are on hers, he stops holding back. He kisses her almost desperately, tongue sliding into her mouth and teeth dangerously close to her lips. He still keeps his hands pressed against the mattress, but if allowed, he will shift until he's straddled over her. With his shirt off, she can feel his bare skin against her own -- and even with his pants still on, it'll be all too clear just how much he's been enjoying all that attention to his tail.]

[...which is wagging a lot now, even with Mipha holding onto it.]

[It's enough to steal her breath away, and she almost loses her hold on his tail with how enthusiastically it's wagging. She doesn't mean to, rally, but it makes her laugh a little into the kiss, her smile quick and warm as she slides her free hand down his chest.

She's never seen him completely naked before, and it's a marvel just to see this much (she will valiantly not tell him he needs to eat more or anything like that), even if the numerous scars draw her attention again. She'd see some of them before, of course, but she wishes her healing could rid him of those too.

Ah, well.

Mipha tilts her head to nip playfully at his bottom lip, continuing to play with his tail idly] I'm a little worried this will all be over too soon if I keep this up. [She teases him lightly, slowly dragging her fingers over the length of his tail to the tip.]

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