[She yelps, almost comically loud, and thumps her hand against his back with another laugh as she pulls away and covers them in a show of faux-demureness. Faux, because she immediately follows it up with a wink and-] You should've seen some of the armor I wore in Tartarus!
[The high-cut armor had really good stats when she'd first picked it up, even if it had meant that none of the boys would actually look at her when she was wearing it...
Still, she gives him a smile as she drops back, grabbing her shirt and panties from where they'd come to rest on the floor.]
[He laughs, shaking his head.] I'm drowning in hot people, whatever is a boy to do.
[He flops over, deciding he'll worry about more extensive cleanup later-- his sheets need to be washed, but so does he, so he can do all that after he's had a fat post-nut nap.] Mmn, clean towels are on top of the rack above the toilet.
[Said over her shoulder as she disappears into the bathroom. If she's quick, maybe she can make it back out before he naps? Even if not, that's okay. There's just such an incredible lightness to her step, and she can't stop smiling as she finally strips her skirt off (will definitely need to be washed) and steps into a cool shower. Zero intent to wash her hair with the boy shampoo, but a quick sniff of the soap confirms that it's neutral enough not to smell weird.
...And, well. There's no point putting her dirty clothes back on until it's time to leave, right? So she frowns at them before rinsing her panties in the sink, checking her skirt for stains, and hanging both of them up over his shower. Forgive her for just being in his towel as she re-emerges, hair freed from its ponytail, to check his status. Great, but tired?]
[Honey you're gonna have to shower real quick if you want to beat him falling into unconsciousness. He makes a tired mental note to look after fruit-scented shampoo that might be more girl-friendly, mulling over the idea in an odd daze until he drops the fuck out still laying on top of the sheet.]
[He's fuckin' zonked, but she's more than welcome to make off with his yukata or just hang out naked in his room.]
[She absolutely doesn't make it back before he passes out, but she will crawl into bed beside him, wrapped in the towel, and carefully rest her head on his shoulder. She is always ready for a nap, especially if there's someone with her; hopefully the feeling of her arm, a little chilled from the cool shower, doesn't wake him up as she wraps it gently around his waist and curls up against him in preparation to take her own nap.]
[It doesn't wake him completely, but he does shift to accommodate it. He's gotten pretty used to cramming himself into one of the Inn beds with Akechi, at this point, so the presence of another person doesn't rouse him, but he does subconsciously make room.]
[He's also definitely still freeballing with no pants on, but, it's fine.]
[Listen, this just means neither of them are wearing clothes, considering all she's got on is his towel. There is at least that little barrier between them, for what it's worth.
She's too wired to fall asleep immediately, but it's nice just to lay next to someone, listen to their heartbeat, feel the rise and fall of their chest. It's relaxing. In some ways, it kind of reminds her of being on the roof with Aigis. Her smile against his chest is a little bittersweet, but eventually, she lets herself close her eyes and drift into a light doze beside him.]
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[The high-cut armor had really good stats when she'd first picked it up, even if it had meant that none of the boys would actually look at her when she was wearing it...
Still, she gives him a smile as she drops back, grabbing her shirt and panties from where they'd come to rest on the floor.]
I'm gonna shower, then.
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[He flops over, deciding he'll worry about more extensive cleanup later-- his sheets need to be washed, but so does he, so he can do all that after he's had a fat post-nut nap.] Mmn, clean towels are on top of the rack above the toilet.
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[Said over her shoulder as she disappears into the bathroom. If she's quick, maybe she can make it back out before he naps? Even if not, that's okay. There's just such an incredible lightness to her step, and she can't stop smiling as she finally strips her skirt off (will definitely need to be washed) and steps into a cool shower. Zero intent to wash her hair with the boy shampoo, but a quick sniff of the soap confirms that it's neutral enough not to smell weird.
...And, well. There's no point putting her dirty clothes back on until it's time to leave, right? So she frowns at them before rinsing her panties in the sink, checking her skirt for stains, and hanging both of them up over his shower. Forgive her for just being in his towel as she re-emerges, hair freed from its ponytail, to check his status. Great, but tired?]
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[He's fuckin' zonked, but she's more than welcome to make off with his yukata or just hang out naked in his room.]
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[He's also definitely still freeballing with no pants on, but, it's fine.]
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She's too wired to fall asleep immediately, but it's nice just to lay next to someone, listen to their heartbeat, feel the rise and fall of their chest. It's relaxing. In some ways, it kind of reminds her of being on the roof with Aigis. Her smile against his chest is a little bittersweet, but eventually, she lets herself close her eyes and drift into a light doze beside him.]