Kyuden Shika

Ishioka might have been frustrated a moment, wished she'd declined the invitation, but instead he smiled wickedly, looking at Narumi on the futon with the eyes of a starving lion. He stands and purposefully sheds his layers of clothing as he very slowly reapproaches her, eyes never off of her, waiti...

The big Lion doesn't resist the pull, although somewhere in his mind is a voice telling him to stop. As they reach the floor, Ishioka makes sure his weight isn't fully on the beautiful Otter, though even that minimal level of clear thought is difficult for him to maintain. He presses into another de...

It's a lot for the Lion to absorb, but the pieces click together, and he grins. Pulling the Dragon - his Dragon - over on top of him, he explains, "I am happy if you... finished what you needed to with Narumi-san. I suppose perhaps I haven't, but no matter. The reason you felt me hugging you, and th...

There's a small grunt of surprise as she latches onto him, but no hesitation as his left hand slides into the hair at the back of her head while his right hand finds the small of her back, pressing her close at the same time he feels her pulling him close. He meets the passion and depth of her kisse...

The Lion's heart starts to quicken as soon as she touches his hand, and his breath becomes labored as she brings it to her face. That beautiful face that he'd wanted as soon as he first saw her... "I..." Ishioka slides to the side of the table, knees beside it and the fingers of his right hand gentl...

Belatedly getting this posted, but happy to share anything people want to know about Ishi and his crazy time at Kyuden Shika. I think I did a good job of being transparent about what was going on with him - no air characteristic and a lot less Stone Matsu by the late game - but I like to think he ha...

"Narumi... chan," he says breathless. "I..." The right words seem elusive, and he knows this is a dangerous space. In a slow but purposeful movement, he slides his left hand to the center of the table, between their respective cups. He stares at the hand, saying what he knows he has to. "I... I do n...

Dark room or not, she can probably feel the little movements of his face as his eyes narrow in curiosity. "Your... business is finished? What..." He hesitates, but he's braver than the Ishioka of a few days before. "Whether it's finished or not, what kind of business did you have with her?" It's not...

Ishioka welcomes the kiss, growling faintly when it's so brief. Almost irritably he says, "I... We had... sort of agreed to be friends. It was clear that... things weren't working. I apologized for trying to make things happen when it has always been up to the Deer. We haven't spoken for two days......

His face darkens at being kept at bay, right as it maybe. Then when she asks about love, he stops to think. I told myself to rein it in. Is it still... equal? Now? Without his Stone Matsu facade in place, she can see lines on his face as he grapples with the question. Thoughtful, analytical Ishi can...