prismatica | [text; un: oniichan]

[h-he was gonna! he just got distracted staring at her. he makes a face, not to her, but because of the drink, because the aftertaste is still there. but then Osomatsu sits down on the floor in front of the couch, in front of her, with his back to her]

Like this?

Mmmm, yes. This is nice. Please try not to move around too much.

[ Smiling sweetly, she moves so both her hands are on his scalp now, and she can start her gentle massage. ]

[a girl is touching him... nicely. not punching him, or anything. Marie has always been good to him, and it makes Osomatsu wonder just what he did when he met her the first time. of course, he has no memory of meeting her, before he met her, but that's fine.

he sits still, his tail wagging]

Y-You're good at this.

[it just feels extra good because of moonlacing, right? doesn't matter]

Thank you, mon ami. I practiced it a little from a book I had read.

[ Oh no, the tail... he's way too cute right now, even when she can't see his face...

Sighing contently, as the contact is also benefiting her with Chroma, she slowly keeps going, making sure to comb through his head and temples with her fingertips only and no nails, plus avoiding contact with his antlers which are his main source of pain. ]

[gosh, he could melt into a puddle right about now! he sighs happily, relaxing everywhere. the pain is slowly starting to leave]

I wonder if it'll be like this every month, with the horns growing. Or if they'll just stick around.

I did not hear of people having permanent pain from the antlers in the long run, but those features will eventually fade at the end of the moon cycle, unless you use a certain item. It should hurt less in the next months.

[ She carries on, repeating patterns and focusing on certain spots. ]

But even if the pain persists, you may contact me for a massage again.

[ahhh she’s too good! he’s quiet for a moment, just sitting there with his eyes closed]

Thanks... You’ve been super nice to me.

[ Marie huffs a quiet giggle out. ]

You are adorable. [ Blunt! But it's true, she has no reason to hide it. ] I want to see you keep your smile for as long as I can help.

[his eyes open wide. adorable. she thinks... he’s adorable. and he’s a bit scared. no woman has ever called him adorable, aside from his mother.

he turns his head over his shoulder to look at her, his cheeks red]

I-I’m not... adorable...

You definitely are! Look at you.

[ Marie moves a hand away to promptly poke his marshmallow cheek. ]

I cannot help wanting to give you many hugs when you're like this.

[what the hell! Osomatsu's so charmed by her. she wants to hug him? he would let her, obviously]

Y-you can totally hug me! Whenever you l-like...

Whenever? [ Griiiiiiiin. ]

How about now?

[oh. he gulps, turning his body a bit more towards her]

O-of course! If that's what you want...

[did his voice crack? geez]

Merci beaucoup, mon ami!

[ Her hands slip out of his head and she wraps her arms around him, pulling him close and nuzzling the side of his face. ]

Hehe, this also feels good like a massage, doesn't it?

[oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh she's hugging him! and it's a genuine hug, too. he feels safe, like he's not going to get tricked, or anything.

this is absolutely new territory. Osomatsu doesn't know what he should do. should he keep his arms at his sides? hug her back? he wants to touch her!]

It... does... [his voice is a bit muffled.

shaking, his arms finally come up so that they can wrap around her waist. is this okay? he's sweating!]

[ He's doing perfectly! Marie lets out a pleased hum as she feels him return the hug, and squeezes him gently in return. ]

I'm glad. To be quite frank, I prefer this kind of method over the massage.

[oh, right. the massage! Osomatsu's pain is completely gone already. he almost forgot about the antlers. almost. they're still pretty weird and heavy on him]

It's nice... [mumbling, closing his eyes as he feels like he's enveloped by warmth] Thanks...

You are quite welcome.

[ The wamrth is satisfying for her needs, and he's so soft...

Rubbing his back, Marie burrows her nose in the space between his shoulder and neck, drawing as much as she can out of this contact and offering him the same sensations in return. ]

[aaaaaaaaa internal screaming.

he turns his head to nose at her hair. she smells so good, and feels even better. he's completely smitten in this moment, his eyes narrowing. Osomatsu likes this... a lot]

[ Her hair is full of jellyfish tentacles at the moment, but it nonetheless smells nice, never fishy! She especially takes care of that everyday during Iris.

After a couple minutes enjoying the embrace, she pulls back just slightly so she can give him a kiss on the cheek.

... Just to test the waters. If he doesn't like it, she'll apologize quickly. ]

[WHY WOULD HE NOT LIKE IT. even if she does have jellyfish tentacle hair! it's still fun.

he pulls back to look at her, his face red, but... he's smiling, astonished with a big dumb grin on his face]

[ It dawns on her that maybe he hadn't been kissed by a girl before. Just a feeling, but if it were true... gosh, that just ups his cuteness by a whole load. This young man...!

She proceeds to cup his face and squish his cheeks, giggling along. These two are absolute dorks. ]

[yeah, he's never been kissed by a girl! it's quite an experience, and Osomatsu laughs along with her.

he gets an idea, and speaks while she's still squishing him]

What sorts of things do you like best? I don't know your tastes!

My tastes? Hmm...

[ Marie ponders, closing her eyes. ]

I like all things that are fancy and romantic. Tea, fashion, jewels, flowers, the beach, sea creatures...!

[ She loves a lot of things??? Can't choose just one. ]

[no, that's good! that gives him Options]

Sea creatures? [that's... so cute.........] What kinds?

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