leetle | INBOX | noctium

ooh! that's my favorite kind of surprise!
that's so nice of you, I can't wait to see what it is!! 🥰

i know things got a little cray-cray but i'm glad you still enjoyed yourself!
and it seems like Liem did too!

you seem to like sweets
is so?
then will be good surprise
though hope is sweet enough
i’s world sweets not so much compared to some i try here…

then if LIEM enjoys i am glad
he is birth day person.

but
i want to say sorry for touching miss JESTER
was not right to do just for game laugh…
and drinking is not excuse
please accept apology

oh yes! my favorite category of food!
don't worry though i'm starting to learn to like not-sweet things too 3:)

oh!! Konoha! i appreciate that but don't worry, i was totally fine with it!
it was pretty funny after all 3:) the looks on everyone's faces!!
you're very thoughtful though ☺️💕

then possible you will like!
i think is sweet just
maybe not so so sweet
is warning.

if JESTER thinks it is fine then
i am feeling relief
but truly i should have asked permission first...
apology
i will not drink more asebi wine
just
wanted to compete
men was being so male...

i look forward to finding out! 💕

it's ok, Konoha! you're allowed to drink wine and have fun!
and the fact that you thought to apologize even though i wasn't really bothered by it shows that you're a good person, soooo!

you're totally right though
they needed some feminine charm to balance out the sausage party

is
to be honest should have been more respectable
because is host and wife but
i appreciate JESTER saying so muchly.

but also yes i think is right about that
good thing to meet miss JESTER
imagine party without?
i’s house would smell like stag rutting field
have to buy many candles.

[Liem’s fixation on Jester’s legs and how much he’d like to sample more of them is momentarily interrupted when her fingers find his ear again, her touch gently exploratory. He exhales softly, resisting the powerful urge to just let his eyes flutter closed and rub his head into her hand like a dog. Gods above, it feels so good. Why does it feel so good? Heat prickles along the paths her fingers have made, floods his neck and makes his shirt collar feel suddenly a little too warm. He feels almost the same as he did when he first arrived on Noctium, when he was so touch starved that any amount of syncing left him almost embarrassingly blissful. Only this time, he’s felt that way since he woke up four inches shorter, with ears and antlers to make up the difference.

Only once she stands up and pushes the chair back does he look up at her, with flushed cheeks and a small, eager smile painting his face.]

As you wish.

[He straightens further, dips his head and, a little cheekily, uses the prongs of his antlers to carefully lift her skirt away from her thigh so he can get a better view. His fingers skim up her leg, trailing from the back of her knee and around to stroke along her inner thigh, but he doesn’t use them to help him. He’s more than content to use just teeth and tongue as he begins to ease down the top edge of the fishnets by small degrees.]

[Jester's feeling much the same; the warm flutters in her stomach bloom wherever he touches her, and it's nearly enough to make her impatient, cause her to lose her composure. She has to summon all the strength she has not to break into fits of laughter as Liem dips his head and begins to ruck her skirt upward with the points of his antlers. She does, however, gasp softly, still not great at mastering her reactions.]

Tell me what you think of my underthings, okay? I picked out some really cute ones for you...

[She's always loved frilly underthings, ever since she was old enough to fill them out properly. They helped her feel more grown-up during a time of her life when everyone treated her like a child, and even now she adores the way she looks standing in front of her mirror wearing a nice set of lingerie. Liem is treated to a view of her soft thighs, speckled with dark spots just like her cheeks and shoulders, with a small, flipper-like fin hanging from each side, a small hole cut in the nylon mesh to allow them to move freely. The bottoms of her lingerie turn out to be black scalloped lace and translucent mesh, the band of her stockings resting at her natural waist.]

Mmh—!

[Jester can't resist letting out a soft whimper as his cool fingers skim from the back of her knee to her inner thigh, muscle tensing beneath a generous layer of fat beneath his touch. And then his mouth, his breath fanning over her lower belly as he begins to tug down her stockings bit by torturous bit.

Ah...she didn't anticipate that he might tease her. She's definitely not complaining, of course, but it hadn't occurred to her. Maybe it should, though, looking back on his birthday party. Giving Nikolai and Matt their birthday kisses...he'd certainly been a bit of a tease, hadn't he? She'll allow it...for now, anyway, until her patience inevitably wears out.]

ugh, gross! you poor thing!
you would have been stuck in there with all those boys kissing each other and stuff! geez
it's really super lucky that we met!

is torture!!!

i put extra treat in for miss JESTER for saying so

[Liem is definitely a fan of the minimalistic style of these futuristic underthings. They don’t really disguise anything at all—how could they, when the whole thing appears to be little more than a scrap of dark lace and close-fitting mesh? The novelty of it thrills a little in his chest, soaks into him and makes him ache against the confines of his trousers. When he’s tugged the waist of Jester’s stockings down past the top of her lacy panties, he trails his tongue curiously along soft skin of her lower belly where it meets the edge of the lingerie.]

I like these. They make you look… mm… [He tugs the stockings down a little further so he can press a kiss against the bare skin where the scalloped lace meets her inner thigh.] Appetizing.

[Like a pretty little garnish atop a well-presented cocktail, the lingerie definitely helps with first impressions—but the rest is all Jester. Liem uses his fingers to help his mission along, sliding the stockings down her hips by careful degrees, running a curious fingertip along the velvety skin of one flipper, tracing the curve of her ass and finding her gem with his curious touch. He sucks another kiss against the generous softness of her thigh, nibbling gently at the skin there as he continues to edge the fishnets down her legs. She’s given him free rein so far to do as he likes, and he’s inclined to see how much he can get away with before she orders him back on task.]

i had an idea i need yrour help

i will happily accept ♡

oh hey Caduceus! of course, how can I help??

[then just as promised, that night…

cake leftovers and mugwort dumplings arrive by special delivery, with a note in Konoha’s slightly clumsy hand thanking the recipient for their attendance and help with Liem’s birthday party]

[Liem is taking a lot of liberties, and Jester knows she should perhaps be a little firmer about it, but in all fairness she hadn't said he couldn't give her extra attention. And he is getting the job done...]

That's a new one. You're being so—ah, thorough...

[She giggles at his choice of adjectives, unable to hide the way her cheeks have flushed mauve-y purple as she watches him like a hawk. Why would she want to miss even a moment of this? He loves the way his fingers map over the curve of her ass, and his attention to the newer parts of her is good, too, makes her feel a little less strange about having extra appendages. He nibbles at the soft skin of her thigh and her breath catches in her throat, arousal soaking into her spine and warmth flooding between her thighs.

Her fingers thread into Liem's hair, gently at first, but then they tighten, pulling his face away from her skin firmly.]

Don't get too distracted, though.

[Liem has been wanting to kiss someone ever since this fluffy tail appeared first thing this morning. He’s been waiting all day for the chance to do it, putting it off for the sake of his appearance, so he could be properly dressed when he made his overtures. Now that the opportunity is before him, he finds that he can’t resist the chance to nibble at the soft curves unveiled by Jester’s receding stockings, nor can he fail to indulge his desire to kiss the adorable freckles speckling her thighs.

He hums agreeably at the sensation of fingers threading gently into his hair—and bites back a groan when those fingers tighten their grip, dragging him back from Jester’s skin. The firm hold shivers down his spine and makes him harden against his fly.]

Oh—was I? [The expression he aims up at her is passably contrite, but his fingers still knead gently at the bare flesh at the back of her thigh. His lips curve persuasively.] I’m simply trying to be thorough.

[Jester's a little caught off-guard by the filling in those dumplings—are those beans? Sweet beans? But in the end they're delicious and she enjoys them even more for the fact that they came from a friend!]

[The way he reacts to her taking control is more than satisfying; it scratches an itch she's only recently discovered. To be in control, to have someone's will bend under hers and for them to enjoy it. She never thought Liem would be subject to her will, but she's got him here and she's damn well going to take advantage of it.]

Mmhmm. Of course you are. [One side of her mouth curves up into a lopsided smile, a sharp fang poking out from her lips.] I can't give you a nice reward if you don't get the job done, though. And you've got the whole top half of me to undress, still!

[She releases her grip on his hair, rubbing softly at the spot on his scalp to soothe the tension there.]

Back to work!

[The most cheerful domme there ever was.]

[Looking up at the crooked smile that spreads over Jester's face, Liem feels his cheeks burn a little beneath her scrutiny. She's wise not to play his game, to simply remind him of his task and put the decision to do a good job entirely in his hands. Even without any further admonishment, the playful attitude subsides from his expression, leaving a slightly embarrassed determination in its place.

Properly chastened, Liem sinks back down when she releases his hair, returning his attention to the task at hand. Now his lips and teeth tug dutifully at the fishnets, working them down her legs with the aid of gentle fingers. He is impeccably focused and on task, nudging the tights down to Jester's ankles and coaxing her to lift her feet so that he can slide the bunched-up mesh all the way off.]

[She likes the way his expression changes, how he looks a little chastened, determined to do better. It makes her feel like she's actually good at this, like maybe it's instinct. If she ever gets home to Exandria, she's going to write a personal thank-you to each and every one of the ladies at the Lavish Chateau, for sure.

Jester obligingly lifts each leg to help her fishnets the rest of the way off. When they're finally gone, she sighs—a soft, pleased note.]

Very good job. My dress next... [She reaches for Liem's hands, tugging him gently upward.] Here, you can stand for this part and give your knees a break—oh!

[She realizes, perhaps belatedly, that Liem is suddenly shorter than her, which is an experience she doesn't often have at her height.]

You got smaller...so cute...

[After spending so long on his knees, Liem accepts Jester's assistance up with a grateful grasp of his hands and a small catch of his breath as he gets to his feet. Though they weren't overtly uncomfortable while he was on the floor, his knees are stiff enough that straightening them again is enough to make them creak in protest. But since Jester isn't the one with big rabbit ears, hopefully she didn't notice.

Even though he's fully aware of just how much he's shrunk from his usual height, Liem still isn't quite expecting it when he straightens to his full height and ends up almost nose to nose with her. His ears twitch a bit self-consciously when she exclaims over how small he is. If he wasn't quite travel-sized before, he certainly is now.]

Thank you, [he says for the compliment, feeling his cheeks warm slightly.] I was aiming for distinguished, but I think you're definitely right as well.

[He's fortunate that her current form means her ears are much smaller than usual; their pointed shape has diminished to a smaller, rounder ear, which means her hearing is kind of garbage at the moment.

Liem's face is very close to hers, and she wonders briefly if it would be out of line for her to kiss him right now. The idea is incredibly appealing...]

You can be both. Distinguished and cute.

[Her voice has gotten a little bit softer, slightly smitten with Liem's new form now that the full impact of it has hit her. The soft ears, the horns which remind her of her friend Veth's antlered earmuffs, the silky dark hair, and his height. It's a good look on him. Gently but firmly, she guides his hands to her waist, her skirt fallen back over her hips. Just above Liem's right hand, a zipper is sewn into the side of her dress.]

[A charming smile curves Liem’s mouth as he continues to watch Jester, his hands now simply resting in hers since he’s finished getting to his feet. He finds that he’s actually very okay with the idea of being both distinguished and cute, especially if she’s fond of the combination. Anticipation buzzes beneath his skin at the soft sound of her voice; he very much wants her to kiss him, to touch him more than just the brief contact between hands or the stroke of fingers through his hair.

When she lowers his hands to her waist, his eyes follow them down. If he helps her undress more promptly, perhaps she’ll grant him what he wants.

His fingers glide over the fabric of her dress, seeking by touch to make sure there aren’t any extra fastenings around her back, out of his line of sight. When he finds the zipper at her waist, he coaxes it carefully open until the entire thing is undone. Though he’s trying not to linger overlong on his task, he can’t help but slide his fingertips along the trail of grey-blue skin exposed by the opened fastener, flicking his eyes back up to meet Jester’s. Only then does he move to slide the dress off completely.]

[He's deft and efficient with her zipper, the black velvet gaping open and slouching off her form as he gets it undone; Jester very helpfully slides her arms out of the extravagant tulle sleeves so the whole thing can slump around her feet. Down to her lingerie, which has a matching bralette to compliment the scrap of lace that constitutes her underwear, she beams at him, catching his hands again and moving them to rest firmly at her waist. Her skin is cool and smooth beneath his touch, though her baseline is steadily inching up by a few degrees as her desire grows.]

Good boy, [she croons, the words slipping past her tongue before she can quite stop them. Praising him comes all too easily to her, mainly because she's set the bar pretty low thus far. She grins at him with sharp teeth, stepping forward to press herself flush against him, her arms sliding around his shoulders.] That's enough for right now. And you did such a nice job, too...I think that deserves a reward, don't you think?

[She cups his jaw in one hand, fingers taking in the texture of his skin, the shape of his bone structure with evident delight as she studies his face. Yes, a reward is definitely in the cards, and she's got just the idea. Indulging her own curiosity, she leans in and kisses him. Cautious at first, and once she's ascertained a favorable reaction, she lets herself melt into it just a little more with a soft sound of enjoyment.]

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