prismatica | text | un: konoha

[He's trying to be understanding and gentle, but there's only so much...and when she says that, his eyes light up immediately, his own cheeks flushing in absolute pleasure.]

Oh? To shower me with such compliments on a first meeting... I really must have made a nice impression, ah?

[Though his expression turns serious for a brief moment--]

Your husband...is he...alright?

[She'd thought it during their first meeting, once or twice... maybe a few times more than that, but- Oh. Maybe... maybe he really was a perverse sort of man, to call those compliments and a nice impression...

It certainly doesn't help the ruddy color on her cheeks, though she does seem torn between either weeping or blushing. Maybe both?]

Gonta's fine now... thank you...

[The most important part first... her husband had recovered thanks to the other jinba stallion in Lunatia finding him when Konoha had been out hunting other prey, (thank goodness). She'd sent him off on errands to meet Ianchus alone, and so to at least give the man a decent idea... she waves idly at a picture sat in pride of place on a wardrobe against the wall, taken with one of those fancy Lunatian cameras. Of her and said husband.]

I- I don't know if... I mean... "nice impression"... ? I-

[Still wondered where his balls had gone??? Had put his cock in her mouth when she'd never, ever done that with anyone else before? (Okay, that one was because her husband's wouldn't fit, but-)

She stutters for something to say, twisting her apron into knots.]

I was... really glad... at the time... that you were... good...

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[He follows her gaze and nods slightly, almost approvingly--so that's her husband? My...what a handsome man.]

I'm glad, then. As long as you're all safe. As for me...well, if I could please you. To be honest, Miss Konoha...

[He takes a breath, looking as if he must impart difficult news to her...]

It felt quite good when you bit me. I fear I've a taste for things like that. You see, I really was the snake in your garden, all along.

[Anyone who agrees that her husband is the most handsome jinba in the world (or definitely Lunatia) is smart, if you ask Konoha...

But he sounds like he's about to say something really somber, and so she leans closer without realizing it, her hands stopping with her apron fussing to fist in her kimono over her knees, but what he says-

Looks like she's choosing blushing over crying.]

M- Master Ianchus...

[The snake comment takes her mind... very obviously back to that rather pleasurable moment, the things she'd said, the things he'd said... ]

You shouldn't... you shouldn't let jinba bite you... we have- We have really sharp teeth, even when we aren't chromferatu things!

[As if to demonstrate, she reaches up to pull her lip up and flash some... very sharp canines.]

I- I'm probably the snake, actually- ! You should just let ladies with flat teeth bite you... !

[Biting Safety 101?]

Now, now, what's the fun in that, ah? I've had so many flat-toothed women bite me I could write an entire book about it...no, I think I quite enjoyed your bites. So nice and sharp, I could feel them going into my flesh...

[He lets his fingers press at the muscular section between his neck and shoulder, smiling to himself, as if remembering a fond lover's kiss.]

All Jinba have such teeth, you say? My, that's dangerous. I could become an addict.

[Okay, so... he really was much more experienced, she'd gotten that impression, but. There might be some steam coming out of her ears soon, the way he's talking now is so like how he had in the groves clearing...

And that had. Certainly set her off then. Chromferatu or not.]

Y- You really should be careful... biting is... well, biting is nice sometimes but don't let people drain you just because it feels good... !

[And belatedly-]

We do, but- But don't get any ideas, alright? Besids, Gonta is mostly mine! And- well, Mikuni is single, but-

[Wait, that's not what she means to say-]

Aaah?

[That favorite syllable of his drawled out fiendishly.]

Your husband's friend, yes? Well well... I am no poacher, but if you or your husband's single friend or any other of your jinba friends are in need of assistance, they can call on Ianchus Cepheos, ah?

[Though he dials it back a little a moment later, giving her a breath at least.]

I do try to be careful, though. You needn't worry on my part.

[Her husband's very handsome some would say more-beautiful-than-handsome friend... Though, admittedly, still very jinba and equine coded below the waist, but- But- Trying to find Mikuni moonlacing partners isn't what she's supposed to be doing right now!

It's a good thing he gives her a bit of a breather though, because she almost short-circuited for a second there, gesturing helplessly, red-faced...

Before she just slumps over on her cushion, feeling very hot under the collar all of a sudden.]

Oh... how am I supposed to let Master Ianchus teach me how to walk now...

[She's just going to be thinking lewd things the whole time, this isn't fair...............]

Ah, I've been misbehaving... I do apologize. What a rude guest I am.

[And then he drops his sneaky tone completely, going back to the normal light voice]

I do promise I'll behave. We do need to get you up and walking, don't we? You've a farm to run.

[She can't even chastise him for being a rude guest when she's being such a poor host............ and also drank his blood.

But she does stay slumped over in semi-defeat just a bit longer to try and hide how red her face is (though she betrays herself, with an up-do that bares how red her ears are also).]

R- Right... But when I don't think about, I try to move like I'm used to and fall over... but then when I do think about it I think too hard and everything feels so weird...

[He's not much of a teacher, really, but...well, he does consider her words, tilting his head slightly.]

Yes...it's usually a matter of muscle memory, isn't it? Well...we'll see what we can do with you...oh! Do you...have anything like a cane? Or any sort of staff...?

["Muscle memory"... Sounds smart!]

Um... not a proper cane, but... we have a stick for planting? It's not very thick, though...

[For poking... seed holes.]

Thicker might be better for supporting your weight, but...well, we shall see is as it comes.

First things first, your shoes... [He glances over to where they are by the door, then back at her.]

Ah, are you ready to begin?

[Oh, she'd get to try putting shoes on... ! Even though she'd protested at accepting something so nice, she was kind of excited to see how that would feel. And hopefully, it would protest her weirdly sensitive and soft soles?]

Y... es, please.

[Defeated in one arena but determined in another, Konoha holds out her hands to ask for his help standing up.]

I think it might be easier with the shoes. I got you a pair with ankle support...though I think I read somewhere that feet are meant to balance us out too. Here.

[He takes her hands, helping her up, then offers his arm.]

You can lean on me, ah?

[Ankle support also sounds smart... and admittedly, she knows how to put on straw sandals, she's helped her parents put theirs on on days when their joints hurt in the winter,but she's never... laced a boot, so.]

Thank you...

[She really should be treating him... these dang human legs!!!

But she does take his arm to make it to the entranceway and the shoes, her steps careful and a bit awkward, stepping as if she expected each one might end up on broken glass.]

Try to step with the ball of your foot, first...we usually walk with our heels, but I hear that stepping with the front half will give more balance.

[He leads her easily, only letting go when he thinks she's ready to sit down on the edge of the porch with him.]

[She at least is very open to advice... she switches from stepping with... kind of her whole foot at once to trying to step with the ball of her foot first. It soooooort of helps, it seems?

And she even manages to get onto her butt in front of the new shoes! Okay... she should... put her toes in first... ?]

I've only ever seen straw or wooden sandals in my world... oh, or runner's tabi, we don't have these boot things...

Oh, wait, here, these first--

[He reaches into the box, pulling out a pair of thick socks, offering them to her.]

Those are good, but I figured it would be better to put these on first... put those on. Meanwhile...

[He gently trades the socks for one of her shoes, starting to loosen the laces.]

These are more work to put on than sandals [Not as much as his own shoes, though] but they're good in cold weather. And they'll brace your ankles, like I said.

[Oh, not shoes first! Socks! She knows this shape of them from Lunatia at least, even if she’s used to far different fabric and separation of the toes in what she calls “socks”. At least they’re easy to get on, comparatively... though she has to suppress a weird, ticklish giggle as she slides the fabric over her soles.]

R- right... feet get cold really easy... I mean- My hooves got cold too, but... not the same way... even the wood floors here feel cold now...

[Such sensitive things, feet!!! But she now has two to present to him now bundled in their socks, toes curling curiously as she watches him work the shoe laces.]

Oh yes... and it's even worse when you're sleeping with someone with icy feet.

[She did such a good job putting them on! He takes a hold of one of her ankles, hopping down to kneel in front of her.]

I'll put the first one on, then you try the second. Okay? [He can't resist tweaking one of her toes through the socks. He's usually not so... bold and... impulsive with someone, but something about Konoha's country attitude and the fact that their first meeting hasn't just broken ice but obliterated it makes him act much more familiar with her.
Hadn't he done something so similar after he'd spent four nights with Royal in that cavern? And he had been an absolute introvert of a man, more a feral cat than anything.]

[Oh, it was a good thing Gonta wasn’t human shaped, his hooves wouldn’t be cold... but oh no, how are they going to sleep together if she’s like this, what if he rolled over on her? How are they going to sleep together when she’s like this, it was almost Iris and that certainly wasn’t a smart idea- !

Thankfully she’s saved from her risqué thoughts by the need to pay attention to the novelty that was shoes. That, and the tweak of her toe, which actually makes her hands slap over her mouth a moment to muffle a weird squeak of surprise as she almost pulls her foot away before surrendering it back with a wriggle. (What? She’s never had toes to tweak and now that she has them it’s her first tweaking, it feels funny- !)

No, she has to be serious!!!]

Th- That’s fair! I can do that!

[She thinks.]

Okay--so here. You fit your foot in like this...

[He pulls the tongue and laces loose a little, the easier to put it on for her. He slips it on.]

Make sure this part--the tongue--doesn't get folded or bunched up against your foot, yes? [Tugging it straight emphatically, before moving to pull at the laces.]

Now these... you want to make sure they're tight. It's what holds the shoes onto your foot...no nails here, ah?

[For all that Konoha did struggle with more academic learning such as calligraphy and history, practical learning... she’s got this.

She leans forward to watch him carefully put on and lace the first boot so that she’ll be able to mimic it on the second-

But she’s distracted by his comment about nails. Nails? Until she remembers that oh... those “horse shoe” things (that she missed the popularity of by a century or two). Which. Makes her frown a bit even if it was probably a joke. Just in case...]

No nails on me, either... I’m not a horse.

[Just a bit sensitive about being compared to one. Plus, she took great care of her hooves, unshod though they were! She files them and oils them and picks them out proper!!]

Ah.

[He looks up at her, and then utters a longer one:

Aaah. My apologies. That was rude of me, of course you're not. And I'm glad! Ghastly manner of business, that. [From the man who would like to try out thumbscrews, sure...

But no, he really doesn't want to offend, so he's clearly remorseful. Forgive him?]

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