[Mushverse. For Megumi~]
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dinohouseMomotaros likes to frequent a dingy billiard bar that reeks of piss and long dried blood. And that's fine, for his nights, but on mine... well, I like to take Ryoutarou's body our for a fine time.
Sometimes it's simply to an expensive restaurant, all bells and whistles and frills. Sometimes I simply like to taste expensive food. Not as expensive as Sieg likes, no where near. Sieg tends to waste our entire combined allowance in one night just being waited on and fed. And while I do like being fed certain sensual food by lovely women, I much prefer to do it within poor Ryoutarou's budget.
I am digressing.
There is one bar I love to go to. A lot of women frequent it. I think it's the gentle atmosphere. Soft lighting and relaxing music, refined drinks and delicate foods. Not that women are all weak and delicate, even I don't think that. It's just that, most of them, after a hard day at work or a long day looking after their family, they like to unwind where the mood is smooth and then men are courteous. Some people may describe me as a predator, I think they're wrong. I am a lover. I love women. Their curves and soft places, their gentle hair and sweet voices.
I order my favorite here, a Mint Julep, luscious whiskey and biting mint. A favorite slow drink of mine. I settle at the bar for now, glancing around as women filter in.
And then I see her. The woman I met at the dinner Ryoutarou planned. She's a Liveman, blue I believe. Like me. I know enough to know she's strong and powerful. The head of her household, despite the two men she shares it with. But I sense new worries in the lines of her face, not that there are many, she wears her age elegantly. No grey in her hair, just the barest hint of faint lines at the corners of her eyes.
She's beautiful.
Sometimes it's simply to an expensive restaurant, all bells and whistles and frills. Sometimes I simply like to taste expensive food. Not as expensive as Sieg likes, no where near. Sieg tends to waste our entire combined allowance in one night just being waited on and fed. And while I do like being fed certain sensual food by lovely women, I much prefer to do it within poor Ryoutarou's budget.
I am digressing.
There is one bar I love to go to. A lot of women frequent it. I think it's the gentle atmosphere. Soft lighting and relaxing music, refined drinks and delicate foods. Not that women are all weak and delicate, even I don't think that. It's just that, most of them, after a hard day at work or a long day looking after their family, they like to unwind where the mood is smooth and then men are courteous. Some people may describe me as a predator, I think they're wrong. I am a lover. I love women. Their curves and soft places, their gentle hair and sweet voices.
I order my favorite here, a Mint Julep, luscious whiskey and biting mint. A favorite slow drink of mine. I settle at the bar for now, glancing around as women filter in.
And then I see her. The woman I met at the dinner Ryoutarou planned. She's a Liveman, blue I believe. Like me. I know enough to know she's strong and powerful. The head of her household, despite the two men she shares it with. But I sense new worries in the lines of her face, not that there are many, she wears her age elegantly. No grey in her hair, just the barest hint of faint lines at the corners of her eyes.
She's beautiful.
