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sept 30 action

[immature]

[the past few nights have been eventful, to say the least. Osomatsu sighs as he settles down to sleep. hopefully, the Dreameater is gone for good now! as he drifts off, he can hear the faint sound of the pixies' wings flapping.

Thank you for helping us, have sweet dreams!

when Osomatsu opens his eyes, he's in his dreamworld, which... doesn't seem to be too different from Prismatica itself]

Hm?

[he starts walking and looking around. there is no one on the streets, except for him]

[lowleveled]

[So he's settling in to rest that night. The pixies are flapping away with a thank you for helping them, and he snickers. All in a day's work, right? But he's definitely going to have a good dream tonight. It feels good to do good sometimes...and also they said so. So.

When he opens his eyes, he's in...Prismatica? Still? But weirdly empty. He starts walking around until he gets to the streets, and--target sighted.

Well then...

He can't help but smirk as he walks up, clearing his throat to get his dream-companion's attention.]

Fancy seeing you here. Is it just the two of us, then~?

[immature]

[Osomatsu pauses, looking a little embarrassed suddenly]

H-hey.

[he has yet to figure out if this is a shared dream, or not. is Kazuma actually Kazuma, or his dream version of Kazuma? why is he even dreaming about him in the first place?

well, that's obvious, isn't it?]

I think so...

[lowleveled]

Well. Guess that makes sense. I don't really know anyone else that well, so I'm not really gonna be dreaming of them...not in my good dream, at least. Soooooo. Looks like we've got the entire city to ourselves, you and I.

And the freedom that this is a dream, too, so anything goes.

[He notes, as he bounces up off his feet and hovers lightly in the air. That was a test.]

Check.

[immature]

[oh! Osomatsu finds himself blushing darkly now. it's not dream!Kazuma, it's real Kazuma!]

So... does that mean if I wanted to give you long tentacles that'd be okay?

[that sure did come out of his mouth. at least he's asking permission first]

[lowleveled]

[And he lands on his feet, blinking, his face bright red.]

Uhhhhh. Did you just say that you want me to have...tentacles? Like, Overfiend tentacles?

That's what you want?

...Also right here on the street? Are they gonna be all my arms and legs? If so, we might wanna get near water first, but I mean...I'm not entirely saying no, here, as long as I get something in return...

[Boy, this sure did jump from 'let's wait a while' to 'full-on hentai' real fast.]

[immature]

[look, he was just suggesting...

wait]

Of course you'd get something in return... What do you want?

[lowleveled]

Well. If we're going for full on tentacle play here, you must've seen the hentai stuff, right? You know what tentacle monsters usually go for?

Cute schoolgirls. Sailor fuku, short skirt, cute pure white panties. And then I'll absolutely wreck you. Not that I wouldn't wanna anyway, but...you've got a cute body, babe~ I know you're not innocent, but man, could you look the part, and I'd corrupt the hell out of you.

[immature]

[Osomatsu stares. for a long time. you know what? he can appreciate Kazuma's honesty, and his deviance. they've been living together for several days, too, so Osomatsu is no longer afraid of him. if this dream could be satisfying for both of them, then... why shouldn't he let it?

he gulps, then closes his eyes. his nightclothes start to glow, changing shape until Osomatsu is in the typical Japanese school girl attire. blue skirt and cape, a red tie. even oversized socks and school loafers. cute panties, and a bra, too? yeah, why not? this is a dream, let's go hog-wild. he wants Kazuma to know that he's willing to make compromises. this is a give-and-take relationship, a partnership.

he opens his eyes and looks down at himself. Osomatsu feels strangely satisfied in this getup. he places his hands on his hips, speaking boldly]

Good enough for you, pervert?

[he's the one who wanted tentacles]

[lowleveled]

[...okay, the staring is awkward, and it makes what he said sound really bad, but...

Then Osomatsu actually up and does it. He goes exactly for what he requested, and Kazuma grins smugly, complete satisfaction in himself taking over his features.]

Ohohoho, yep. Yep, that'll do quiiiiite nicely. And hey, I made my request after yours. You're just as much a perv as I am...

[He drags him into a nearby alleyway. This is atmosphere. And he gets into his personal space, feeling at the hem of his new skirt and thigh...chuckling darkly.]

...Luckily, I am so into that. Here! We! GO! [He shuts his eyes, and....a green tentacle slowly unfurls from his back. He lets out a little contemplative hum, before he unfurls several others, leering at him lustfully.]

Careful what you wish for...you're in for it now.

[And after he says that, a tentacle wraps around his legs, then another around his arms, pinning him there. And then he squeezes tighter, his tentacles acting like sticky rope, almost. It's enough for Kazuma to eye up the rest of his helpless body.] You're gonna be filled up~ ehehehe...

[immature]

[he may be a pervert, but he's Kazuma's pervert now. which is fine. garbage marrying garbage.

Osomatsu watches the tentacles unfurl with wide eyes. he only discovered he was into this recently, thanks to life on this planet. he never imagined he'd find someone to actually fill this role willingly. his breath hitches, and he finds he's turned on, knowing all those tentacles are about to come for him.

then, they do exactly that. Osomatsu shudders as the first one catches his legs. then, another. he can't help the sound he makes as he's squeezed, his cheeks becoming dark red now. it's like right out of some low-budget hentai film.

one he is starring in]

Y-you're sure into this!

[like he isn't]

[lowleveled]

[He laughs lowly at the shudder he gets out of his partner, licking his lips...and then he himself shudders at that sound. Brrr.]

Of course I am. I'm an otaku, you heard me say so before. I've seen a lot of movies just like this...this is as much a turn-on for me as it is for you, y'know?

[Squeeze again, and a tug. Tighter the tentacles coil, binding him even more in place.]

Decisions, decisions. This is the tough bit...see, I could fill all your orifices up with tentacles. Your ass. Your mouth. I could tie you all up and stuff you 'til you cry...or I could force you to suck me off as I push these green, slimy tentacles into that cute little ass of yours...ooh, ooh, or even wrap one around your cute little cock! And then I'd get all sortsa fun noises jerking you off! Either way...

You're trapped. And you're mine to play with.

[He reaches a tentacle inside his top, and feels arou--a little laugh.] You even got a bra on~! It makes me reaaaaaaally wanna fuck you and stuff your mouth....

You're gonna be coated in slime and cum by the end of this. That's a warning and a promise. Inside and out.

[immature]

[hearing all those ideas makes Osomatsu blush even darker. Kazuma is not pulling any punches. he's toying with him, but he's also being sincerely honest. and... that's good. that's exactly what Osomatsu wants.

he drops his head for a moment, as the tentacles squeeze his arms and legs. and then.

he chuckles. lowly, darkly, lifting his face and huffing while he gazes at Kazuma with the most depraved grin]

Do it... Fill me up so I can hardly breathe. So I only know you. And only think of you. I'll be your plaything forever!

october 2 action

[immature]

[so Osomatsu has a roommate now, one that he's getting closer to every day. he's definitely told Kazuma he has a job, but he hasn't gotten around to saying exactly what he does at said job. he wasn't exactly hiding it, he just didn't figure it mattered.

fast-forward to Friday night. it's October now, and the winds are getting chilly. but also, Osomatsu's favorite space soap opera is returning for its second season! he wants to get home and record it. he's in a hurry, darting around people to get to his apartment as quickly as possible.

which means he hasn't changed yet. so he steps into the apartment in full maid attire, sliding over to the large television screen in front of his couch. he turns on the teevee with his remote, and sets things up to record his show so that he can watch it after he's had dinner.

he's completely forgotten about Kazuma at this point, and doesn't know if he's out, or at home. all that matters is My Fair Robot]

[lowleveled]

[So he'd been taking a nap, because he was up a fair bit studying for Moon Knight exams, and those are exhausting. Kazuma's been trying to learn so much - a lot in a short amount of time, and he's gotten to the point where he made himself flashcards for it. He hates it. It's like high school.

But it'll be worth it when he gets to be an adventurer again, sorta! Easy money!

So he's just walking into the main room, and oh, hey, the cute boyfriend(??? they never really did talk out what they were, did they, but they had sex and they're going to get married someday, so...) is hom--

He freezes, seeing how Osomatsu is dressed. His mouth opens a bit, and then he smirks.]

...Did I do something to earn this, oooor?

...Either way, that's a cute look on you. I like it. So if it was a surprise for me, great surprise, you've successfully made my day.

[immature]

[Osomatsu's head whips around as Kazuma speaks.

he completely forgot about him! and the maid outfit]

Earn... what?

[Kazuma may be his boyfriend(?), but he better not come between him and his show]

[lowleveled]

Uh, the cute dress-up?

...Is that not, like, 'hey, remember that time I called you Kazuma-sama? I've gone all out with it this time and I want you to be into it.'

Because I absolutely am. Orrrrr....what's with the maid costume? I just by default thought I somehow did something really good and you really wanted to reward me like this~.

Or is this just, uh, a fun thing for you? I'm kinda confused but tentatively turned on.

[immature]

[oh. ohhhhhhh. Osomatsu turns off the teevee. the show is recording so he'll watch it later. he turns to face Kazuma fully now, sweeping his hands over the apron. the frilly dress poofs out]

This is... My job. I work at a maid and butler cafe.

[dammit, the last time he got caught in his dress outside of work, he wound up sleeping with Mayuzumi. annoying that he is thinking about that guy now, when he's here with Kazuma, who is all for the outfit]

[lowleveled]

[Wah, cute...then...ohhhhhh. Okay. He nods.]

And...you chose to be a maid out of those two options? I mean, I'm absolutely not against it, obviously. You're adorable, and I completely get it. I went to a few of those in Akihabara, actually.

[Because he's an otaku. He had to.]

Or is it a themed one where it's crossdressing, or...? I'm just trying to understand here. Like, if you're more comfortable being a girl sometimes, I'm totally open.

Either way , y'didn't have to hide this. I think it's cute.
....Though even if your job involves calling other guys 'master', I'm not gonna be jealous. I know my worth anyway.

[immature]

[Osomatsu huffs. Kazuma just keeps talking and not letting him finish. finally, he crosses his arms]

First of all, this was Marie's idea. She said I'd look cute as a maid, so I decided I would try it...

[then he started really liking it and becoming more comfortable dressed up. he liked the attention he got]

Some of the women dress as butlers, too, though it's not really... a crossdressing theme? I just happen to wear a maid outfit.

And secondly, I wasn't hiding it!

[lowleveled]

[Hey look he's trying to be supportive.]

...Oh. I guess that's the owner?

She's got great taste then.

And yeah, okay, you just never mentioned it before. It wasn't hiding it, that was shit wording.
It's just cute and I'm just pleasantly surprised~

[immature]

[well, at least he's cute. Osomatsu agrees]

Marie's the owner, and one of the first people I met here. She's a good friend.

[but that is unimportant right now. he starts moving closer to Kazuma, and pokes him in the chest]

Also, I do call the guests "master," or "mistress." That's part of the job.

[lowleveled]

Aww, that's good--

[He's poked. Hmmm. Little beaming.]

Figured, but...
I'm the only one who gets that after-hours, riiiight~?

[immature]

[Osomatsu hesitates a moment, recalling a memory. but then he nods]

If that's what you want. Master Kazuma.

[lowleveled]

[...He catches that hesitation, and so much as normally he'd go 'yeeesssYESYES' and immediately jump on the lewd thoughts wagon, this time he hesitates as well.]

...As long as it's something you're okay with, too.
Like, if it's weird, or if there's anything wrong, it's hot, but never feel obligated. If you don't wanna, that's fine.