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[remainingtwin]

【the ❝NSFW CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

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I can't let go of this gd verse so here we go

[tuishou]

They said they would try this some day. He can't remember when they had had that discussion, or if it had been a discussion at all or just one of many promises uttered in lust. All Neji was aware of was that he'd spent the better part of the late winter afternoon recalling the event as being real, and not just some fever fantasy.

It spoke volumes to how boring being a divine tool was, when gods were out talking restoration and rules instead of fighting what they should. (Not that there had ever been much hunting and fighting, most especially not after the Last Time.)

It spoke volumes to how out of his depth he was feeling if he'd spent an afternoon mulling over the execution of a good fuck. More than that, really, and the idea crossing his thoughts again sets off an unexpected unease.

It's thrilling enough for now and Neji lets it settle, lets it be.

He wonders over tone- what would be too much, what might be good for... it. Over commands. Which bedroom or surface they'll end up on.

He's dressed for her, a blush crawling hotly up his cheeks all the while. There's satisfaction in knowing Yuri will never know it's happened. Not the first time Neji Hyuuga dons strict dress, not the first time it's a modern, semi-tailored suit either.

He still feels giddy.

Waiting for the temple's door to open, rickety thing that it is, Neji waits on top the stairs. The perfect picture of composure, of austerity (well- a tad more so than any other day, he'd like to think). His blush is long forgotten when Yuri does enter their home.

He waits for her to realize she's his.

GOOD

[onerous]

She'd like to think she's grown into this role now. It's been a long while since she's taken over the duties of Ixtab and while the outside of the temple still looks beyond repair, the inside has become a comforting home. She barely even takes notice of the noose trees anymore, looking forward to pushing the door open and sinking into the warmth that permeated the inside of her temple--and to be found in her shinki's arms.

It's a relationship forbidden by the heavens, but that just makes her more determined to hold onto it-- he's her exemplar, after all, and the heavens have never seemed to care enough about the replacement gods to enforce the rules too much before. Yuri's pretty sure if they tried now, it'd be a battle they'd lose-- so, probably, best to turn a blind eye to it.

Yuri didn't care either way, and she finds herself relaxing almost immediately when she steps inside,the heavy door swinging shut behind her as she removes her shoes politely at the entrance.

"I'm home--" She begins, but the words die and trail off in whisps as she takes notice of the change in the air. It's electric and prickles against her skin even under her robes as her gaze lifts to settle on Neji.

A moment's pause and she straightens, resting her hands in front of her as she takes in the picture laid before her. While she's not entirely sure what is happening, she does know she's up for it, her curiosity pulling at her.

"I'm home." She repeats, a bit more subdued this time, and waits with anticipation for a moment before following up with, "is everything alright?" Not that she thinks anything is particularly wrong, but she'd like to make sure.