General RP The Oni and the Maiden -A MPIF and OD Prequel (Kasumi)

Ishida sat down as Kasumi insisted on taking care of him, the larger, brawnier body guard not complaining one way or another. Kasumi could see his scars again, but at his back was the line art of his Oni Tattoo, a hulking Ogre that was shrouded by a coiling dragon. It wasn't filled in or colored yet, something he was having worked on still. He closed his eyes as the water stripped the sweat off his body.
 
Kasumi didn't pay much mind to the scars, more focused on the tattoo he saw for the first time. "A demon and a dragon?" He mused aloud, letting the water spray across his back. He had to be careful, not wanting his guard to see his own scars littering his back. There was a chance he could save Ishida from such a sight, Kasumi focusing on the topic of his tattoo. "It looks really good so far. Are you planning on adding anything more to it?" He asked as he got the body brush soaped up before he ran it over his backside, getting him clean.
 
"A guardian against arrogance." He said as he felt Kasumi's attentions. "Or so they say...I'm going to get it inked,." He added as he felt the brush. ,Ishida moved his hand to the side,, holding it out. "Come around,I'll do you." He said...rather commanded with his tone. It wasn't harsh, but it certainly was insistent.
 
"Mm... You know, I see the vision." He said with a nod, amused by the idea. "I'd love to see it finished." He mused as he ran the brush over his arms, pausing ever so slightly as the other spoke up, Kasumi noting the evident tone. He wasn't sure if his guard would note his hesitance, Kasumi thought about how to avoid showing the other his back. "Ah, no need. I wanna pamper you. A good guard deserves it, after all~" He said as he moved onto the other arm before moving to his side to get his front, purposefully making it so he wasn't directly in front of the other, yet he essentially did as he was told. His long hair luckily was long enough to obscure any scars. He ran the brush along his guard's chest, getting him nice and clean.
 
"And I said I want to see you taken care of in exchange. Or do you think I'm going to try something?" He said as he shifted his posture, straightening his back to let Kasumi di as he seemed to desire. Water abd soap running along the muscled body of the guardian. His hand shifted out, suddenly grabbing inti Kasumi's hand, holding it in place with a light grip...not trying to be rough or use real pressure as his fingers slipped around to grab the brush.
 
"No, I'm not worried about that. You're not like... them." He pointed out knowingly. His guard was just trying to be fair - kind, something Kasumi realized he didn't want to push away. He didn't hesitate as the other grabbed his wrist and took the brush from his hand. "Ah, who am I to deny such kindness?" He would be foolish to lose that. He tentatively moved to kneel in front of his guard, the tone getting to him, one he didn't want to disobey. Back facing the other, he could feel the tenseness in his shoulders as he tried to relax.
 
Kasumi closed his eyes, trying to take in quiet breaths to ease his nerves. He could feel the other move his hair to the side before the water hit his head and back. Not once did the other comment on his scars. Much like Kasumi, did he just not mind them? It really wasn't his place to comment on such. His shoulders dropped as he slowly began to relax and enjoy the sensations. The marks were old, not giving him any pain- physically, anyway. He could recall each time he was hit like it was yesterday. He didn't want such memories ruining his otherwise good mood.

"Mm... that feels nice."
 
Ishida took stock of the markings on his back, but didn't provide a passing word. He could tell that they weren't self made, obviously, and they weren't recent, as if He willfully let himself get sliced for fun. He gave a soft grunt as Kasumi's appreciations. , pouring soap on him to lather it.
 
He knelt in silence as his guard washed him. He let himself enjoy the process, Kasumi letting out a quiet, content sigh. He didn't let any bad memories crop up and spoil anything, Kasumi pushing them as far back as possible. "Wanna soak in the bath after?" He asked as his eyes landed on the tub beside them. It was still filled, Kasumi actually having planned on soaking before his urges took over and he just had to jump his guard. It was still pretty warm, too.
 
Kasumi actually felt a shiver run through his back at the touch. He never thought much of it when others touched him during sex, usually because he was still clothed or they simply didn't touch him there. Yet to have someone who saw the marks touch him... it was odd. Ishida wasn't a threat.

A sweet, comfortable protector. Kasumi found himself moving closer to his guard. He couldn't get enough of this simple physical contact, he just had to lean against him. His movements were purposeful, shifting to lean his back against his guard's chest. "Ahh, this feels so good~. Soaking is good. Healthy." Or so it was said to be. He didn't understand it sometimes himself, but it was their culture to soak in the bath after a shower. He didn't always do it, sometimes not finding the time or energy. Why not soak with his guard?
 
(XD Kasumi calling Ishida sweet is hilarious)

Ishida felt Kasumi press inti him, his hands resting at his wards lap. "It's all the same to me. But...I might be different." He said simply as the warmth of the water eased through him. His hands rubbed on Kasumi's thighs. "Perhaps I'm looking to stay active."
 
The other wasn't trying to push him away, making Kasumi fully relax against his broad chest. "Definitely different." He gently teased. "No, maybe it's me." He closed his eyes, sighing happily as he let himself relax. A brow raised, Kasumi found himself grinning as his guard spoke, mentioning being active and rubbing so on his thighs. "Active, huh?" He mused, opening his eyes, his hands gently resting against the ones rubbing. "How so? What does my lovely guard do to stay active~?"
 
Kasumi let those hands wander, not once stopping them from exploring if they so wished to. Trouble, huh? It was the same for Kasumi, though, with his shitty strict parents, it was hard to get away most of the time to even get a chance to breathe. "You manage to make enough?" Gambling and side businesses... "What kind of side businesses?" He was just curious, perhaps considering his options in case what he was doing now ended up not working out.
 
He didn't know why he thought he could ever do what Ishida did, though it totally depended on what it was. Guarding someone's life? A little thing like him could never. But... Hm. Selling drugs... He tossed the idea into the back of his mind, far off to the side- waiting to be picked up in case he would ever need it in the future. He was already working with the gang, may as well fall into it harder.

"Have you ever tried any?" He asked, tilting his head slightly as the other rested against him. "How does it feel?" God, was he really that curious?
 
He was pleased the other didn't judge him for wanting to try the drugs. He supposed it would benefit him in the end to try them, considering the business he was in. At any point, he could be drugged and he needed to know what it was like. Simply being told what to watch for just wasn't the same as experiencing it himself. He was lucky to try with someone who was meant to keep him safe.

"Hot and bothered, huh." He mused, weighing his options. An injectable would act quicker, though how often would he run into clients walking around with needles? He turned so he could look at the other. "I'd like to try a pill. Do you know what it does?" Beyond what he told him already.
 
"I got a few. But some are just poppers, you feel good and fucked up. Too much at once or with booze, probably would disorient you. " He said as he considered the interest that Kasumi was showing. It was better to know what they were dosed with. "Think we have a pull version of the injection too"
 
Poppers... Oh, god, he had so much to learn. Good and fucked up, that didn't sound too bad, but what did he know? "Give me whatever. No idea what I'm taking, anyway." He pointed out with a nod before he decided to get up and out of the tub. He grabbed for a towel to dry himself off with. "Come on, let's get me fucked up." He urged with a small laugh at how odd it sounded.
 
Ishida grunted as he pushed up and out if the tub, stepping out and grabbing a towel of his own. He wrapped it at his waist stepping by to lead the way. "Get comfortable I guess, and I'll see what i got." He said before he dipped into his room and came back out with a handful of small baggies.
 
Kasumi wrapped the towel around his waist before he grabbed for another for his hair. He found a place to sit in the bathroom as he idly dried his hair. His mind raced with the possibilities of what could happen to him, though he never once panicked- not yet. He was with Ishida. His guard wouldn't let anything bad happen to him. For all he knew, his guard had a similar idea as him, to let him experience what might be the more popular drugs out there that he could be dosed with.

His guard soon returned and he allowed his focus to fall on him and the baggies that were in his hands. "Ooh, damn. Do they each do something different? ...I'll let you pick." He decided suddenly. "To simulate a drugging, yeah?" He hoped he knew what he meant!
 
"What kind of drugging?" He said as he tossed the bags on the table. "I'm assuming not just pushing it in your mouth?" He said as he ran a finger over the tabs, pulling one, a small dark pill inside. He spilt the baggie open, sitting beside Kasumi while he rolled it into his palm.
 
"Well... One of our clients could decide to slip me a little something without me knowing..." To name just one instance. "Perhaps. But you don't have to do that." He shook his head, watching him fiddle with the tablet. "Although, you could place it on my tongue." He grinned before opening his mouth, allowing his guard to essentially feed him the pill. It wasn't forced, Kasumi willingly taking the pill.
 
Tongue out, looking quite enticing to the guard, he felt the tablet being placed upon it. Closing his mouth, he swallowed it down. He took a small breath, surprised he actually, willingly, drugged himself. "Ah, right. How long until I... feel something?" Something good, he was told. He didn't think it would be all that fast, then again...

"Oh. Mm... Maybe we should get dressed." He said as he realized he was still in just a towel. He wouldn't mind it if his guard stayed as he was, though he may be all the more tempted to jump him if the drug did something. He held the towel for his hair as he disappeared into his room to slip on anything. Letting the towel around his waist fall to the floor, he felt a shudder run through him, Kasumi blaming the reaction on the sudden cool air that hit him. He found a cute little pajama set to toss on. Something black, a long button-up shirt, and some small shorts that made it seem as if he wasn't wearing anything underneath. That would end up being next if the drug messed him up enough.

Standing up straight after slipping the shorts on, he felt funny. Dizzy. Good. "Mmn... Ishi~..." He hummed softly, leaving both towels on the floor as he looked for his guard. "It feels... good. Isn't this... too fast?"
 

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