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[niwabi]

Naganohara Yoimiya
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"Hellooooo! Yoimiya here! Leave a message and let me know if there's anything I can do to help you."

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[monoceroscaeli]

[Uh oh. He was expecting this reaction to a certain degree, but he still can't help but choke back a gulp at how her expression changes from happy to irritated all in the span of a few seconds. It's definitely not a spot he wanted to find himself in, but even he can't deny that there was always a chance that something like this might happen, so he keeps his cool in front of the rest of her coworkers who are now giving him the side eye and looking at each other like this man is about to get it from his girlfriend, and not in the way he wants.]

Yes, about that...

[He scrambles to think of something that might placate her, but he's always been a terrible liar in the heat of the moment.]

Listen, I know what this looks like, but believe me I was just as broadsided by this as you are right now...

[It's not a good start, he knows, but he's still trying to think here ;;]

[niwabi]

[ Uh oh is right. Someone is seeing red and someone needs to get his story straight. ]

Uh huh...

[ Yeah, sorry, she's not quite buying that one. Deciding that it's best to leave the couple to their business, her coworkers give a reassuring pat on the shoulder while also exchanging glances with Tartaglia, silently wishing him the best of luck as they beeline it out of there. Goodness, she didn't realize how bad he is at coming up with stories on the spot. Then again, she's never been so angry to where she's had to confront him like this. ]

So you're telling me your job didn't inform you of this? What kind of job doesn't inform their associates of what they'll be doing?

[ Doesn't make a lick of sense to her. And judging from the way she's narrowing her eyes at him, it's only making her even more mad hsiaogh, SORRY TARTAGLIA. Don't dig your own grave... ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[That's it he's doing the song oh my god

Tartaglia's eyes dart to the coworkers who are now probably wondering when his funeral will be if he keeps this up, leaving the two of them alone to work out this little issue of him being on a service airship dressed in a bunny outfit that might suggest that he's also being used for other "services". He's trying to calm himself, having tiny girlfriend angry at him like this isn't good.]

Yoimiya...listen, I really didn't know I was going to have to wear...this.

[He gestures to the outfit, now swearing up and down he would make them give him all the details about what he'd be doing before he did it.]

Usually I'm doing bartending work of the sort when it comes to the entertainment industry, but when they told me I would be serving and gave me my, ah...uniform...

[He doesn't know if he's digging himself out or not, oh boy...]

[niwabi]

[ Truth be told, there are still parts of this story that seems really sketchy to her. But for the time being, she believes him. Tartaglia might be a shady Fatui Harbinger but he's always been upfront about his affiliation. She doesn't think of him as the type to keep lying to her face even after he's caught. ]

Well, you tell your bosses that they need to start informing their employees about what they'll be doing in advance because that sounds ridiculous. And if you don't, I'll storm in myself and say something. [ a beat ] Got it?!

[ YEAH THAT'S RIGHT, she's not afraid of some hitman organization. Their power pales in comparison to small angry girlfriend.

Whoops. She kind of raised her voice a little too loud, attracting the attention of nearby customers. Some of them looking visibly terrified by the tiny, vexed blonde. Others are snickering at each other, making bets on how long the poor sap will be banished to the couch for. ]

So, what exactly kind of servicing have you been doing?

[monoceroscaeli]

[He has to take a step back from that forceful "got it" from her, grimacing. Eek, maybe he'll have to construct better stories for the future, preplanned ones that he can use just in case this ever happens again. Getting some deja vu from having to cover up the toy selling thing in front of Teucer...but at least this is easier to cover up, just worse consequences in the short term from getting put in a situation like this.

But at least now he can fully tell her the truth, sighing with a little relief that she's decided to follow this avenue of questioning.]

L-Loud and clear, haha...

[Goodness, she's frightening when she's mad.]

Thankfully, I was able to get out of some of the more unsavory bits of the job. I told them they couldn't force me to do that because it's not in my contract, but I'd still fulfill this part of the duty since all it is is serving tables with food and drink. That's it. I'm no more than a glorified waiter.

[In a sexy bunny outfit.]

The worst that can happen is I get ogled, but at least that's all that's happening here. Listen, I'm sorry Yoimiya. Had I known, I would have told you.

[niwabi]

[ Not uttering a single word, she's dead silent while listening to him. It's silly of her to be jealous but, she is flooded with a huge wave of relief at his admission. Of course, she knows full well that Tartaglia wouldn't dare betray her trust, he's shown his loyalty to her time and time again.

Admittedly, she doesn't particularly like this situation, but considering she's posing for pictures in her own sexy bunny outfit, it would make her a hypocrite if she fought this by storming over to his contractor to give them a piece of her mind. (Granted, she still plans on doing that at some point...) It's all part of the job and she can at least empathize with that.

She lets out a sigh, attempting to simmer her anger down. ]

Alright. I think I get it. I wish I didn't have to find out like this but it's not your fault since you weren't told.

[ Once her head is cool, she'll apologize for practically yelling at him in front of his customers. But at least now everyone in this establishment knows that this poor bunny boy is taken by an vicious bunny girl. ]

You can go back to your job or whatever. It's been a long day, I'm going to go grab something to eat.

[ With a click of her heels and a HUFF, she takes her mean lil cottontail butt and begins to stomp off, leaving customers trembling in her path. Getting angry makes her hungry... ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[He breathes a sigh of relief once she's started to settle and accepted his explanation, not saying another word on the matter as he watches her stomp off. Several other customers shrink away from her as she passes, clearly intimidated by her small explosion there for a moment. He can only smile apologetically back at the room, knowing that this is partially his fault, but he doesn't see why he needs to accept that fault since he wasn't privy to exactly what he'd be doing on the ship. But orders are orders, so he'd followed through with them regardless.

And, he'd learned quite a bit of information on his target, which he thinks will prove to be just as easy as the last. He just needs to make sure that Yoimiya isn't aware of what he's really doing here, but that should be simple enough. He has all sorts of knickknacks and things to get a job done smoothly.

But for now, he'll return to work, quickly heading back to apologize to his "boss" on the airship who's in charge of making sure all the paying customers are having a good experience. He receives a reprimand for it, but thankfully he's able to explain away that she's fine, she'll just have to cool down for now. Ten minutes later, he's coming back out with some dishes for another table he'd been serving, setting out all their plates with a smile as the party chats away.

That vicious bunny girl claiming this bunny boy has only made him even more delicious to one particular drunk woman at this table, starting to flirt with him as he's setting down plates. Tartaglia only gives a worried smile back, trying to get her off of him, turning quickly once he's done making sure the table was set to eat and walking off, but he doesn't get away without this woman reaching out and giving his butt a little pinch.

Childe's eyes widen as he turns back to the woman, surprise written on his face before it settles into a stern expression, looking as if he's about to put her in her place. What he doesn't know is a certain blonde has seen this entire interaction, and hell hath no fury like a woman watching her boyfriend get hit on right in front of her eyes...]

[niwabi]

[ Sulking in a corner of the room, Yoimiya takes a big ol' CHOMP out of the crispy coconut chicken strips she ordered. If this girl was capable of spitting out fire, she probably could in the way she fiercely munches on her dinner, swallowing it down with her favorite cocktail— sex on the beach. This whole day has been exhausting, not helping her soured mood in the slightest.

But...

Her sullen eyes dart down to the cocktail glass, staring at her reflection in the liquid. Guilt begins to eat away at her heart, coming to a realization that she most definitely overreacted to this fiasco and made herself look crazy. From her point of view, the situation appeared extremely suspicious, especially with the knowledge that he's been keeping other non-Fatui-related secrets hidden from her. But after learning about the truth of the matter, Tartaglia did not deserve to be yelled at like that. Yet another sigh falls out of her lips, feeling bad for acting so irrationally, making it a point to apologize to him later.

From the corner of her eye, she notices her bunny boyfriend making his way to serve a table. At first, she doesn't pay too much attention, out of respect for his job. It's only when the drunk lady at the table starts to brazenly flirt with him, Yoimiya's full attention is locked onto the table, watching the interaction with piqued interest. Seeing Tartaglia so uncomfortable, doing everything in his power to turn her down ignites an untamed fire burning within her heart, growing irritated the longer she's subjected to this. She's already making plans to go confront her but it's then, the hag commits an egregious act that makes her seethe.

Pinching her boyfriend's butt without his consent.

There's not a chance in hell she's taking that sitting down. Like a volcano about ready to explode, Yoimiya stomps over to the table in question. Before the woman could even make another attempt to fondle his butt, she's stopped by a fierce, blonde bunny slapping her hand away. ]

Harassment is not a part of his contract. Try that again and see what happens. I dare you.

[ Because of Yoimiya's quick actions, the drunk woman is momentarily stunned to silence, not knowing how to react. Once the situation dawns on her, she's furious by this pesky girl getting in the way. Standing up, she proceeds to yell at the raging bunny, calling her a string of names, threatening to get her in trouble.

In the face of being yelled at, the only phrase Yoimiya utters is: ]

Leave my boyfriend alone or else.

[ The latter is said with so much venom that she could probably poison this whole room. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[He doesn't even get the chance to reprimand the lady before Yoimiya shows up. At first, he feels this burning anger, a fire somewhere in the room that flares up and makes itself known by pure aura alone. The next, his eyes glance over in the direction of where this aura is coming from, its radiation coming closer and closer. He doesn't need to be told or even see who it's coming from, he knows instinctively that it's the one person who you would never dare to try that kind of thing with him in front of. He's already seen her go after a sea monster that tried to take him away from her- this lady doesn't stand a single chance against the fire that is Yoimiya.

He watches her slap the woman's hand away and just...takes a step back. Clamps his mouth shut, and doesn't interfere. He may be a Fatui Harbinger, feared by those who stalk the battlefield by name alone, but this isn't a fight he's going to dare enter. She's got this one. Even when she starts saying awful, terrible things to Yoimiya, he knows better than to step in. Normally, he would, as it's so disrespectful, but the look on his girlfriend's face tells him that she will handle this.

The woman's face grows red, looking between both Yoimiya and Tartaglia, furious that she isn't getting her way here. The Harbinger only gives the woman a smug look, as if she's getting exactly what she deserves here, shrugging. You induced her wrath lady, and now you're going to pay for it. But it seems the lady has other plans, and even after Yoimiya's poisonous warning, the lady decides to take matters into her own hands-

You condescending bitch, how dare you-!

-and winds back with her open palm to attempt to slap the Queen of the Summer Festival right across the face.

Unfortunately for that lady, her boyfriend moves faster than anyone in that room can follow, having already seen the wind up coming from her body shifting before her arm even came up. His hand is around her wrist before it can even reach halfway to Yoimiya, anger boiling up inside of him that she'd even dare touch her in his presence, his grip tight and unforgiving.]

Lay a finger on her and I'll ensure you won't have a hand to touch anything with next time.

[His tone of voice is even, smooth, but deep and dangerous. The drunk woman stares back at him in shock before someone else from their table ushers her back into her chair, Tartaglia letting go with a glare that would send any Fatui recruit shaking back to their tent for fear that their Lord Harbinger might just kill them in their sleep. He turns to his girlfriend, jerking his head in the direction out of the dining area, no longer wanting to be here and knowing if he stayed that it wouldn't end well for someone.]

C'mon Yoimiya, let's go.

[And he'll lead her right out of the room into the hallway, so they can talk and clear their heads.]

[niwabi]

[ Yoimiya's face remains stone cold as she takes the brunt of all those terrible names being thrown her way. Not allowing this sleazeball of a woman to get under her skin, she stands her ground, a firey determination burning within her to protect her boyfriend at all costs. Being called petty names is nothing compared to the harassment her beloved went through. After going head-to-head with the siren, this lady is an absolute joke compared to that sea monster.

You condescending bitch, how dare you-!

Even those words aren't enough to deter her. A fit of blazing anger glows behind those fierce golden eyes, content to let this crazy woman make a fool out of herself in front of all the guests. Should it get out of hand, Yoimiya wasn't about to sit there and let her throw punches, she's perfectly capable of defending herself if worst comes to worst. Everything in the room moves so fast that her mind doesn't even register the lady winding her hand back to slap her. It's only when Tartaglia's hand is gripping her wrist that it dawns on her what was about to be her fate.

Her boyfriend just saved her from getting slapped across the face.

That action alone is enough to cool her temper, Yoimiya's face melting from a fierce bunny to the smitten girlfriend touched by her brave boyfriend's actions. There's a good chance he's going to get in trouble for this, but he's still willing to take the risk for her. She nods in response to his suggestion, ready to exit stage left to put this frustrating moment behind them. However. ]

You better be glad you were simply stopped by my boyfriend. Had you prattled on, I can't guarantee you would still be here in one piece.

[ There's no doubt, Yoimiya would have used all of her power to flip this bitch onto a table. Not to mention, she can already picture Tartaglia using his impeccable strength to dislocate her arm. Utterly humiliated, the drunk woman covers her face with her hands once she's back in her seat, now looking like a complete laughing stock among the guests. Good, it's what she deserves. Yoimiya thinks to herself. Without a hint of remorse, she lets those terrifying words hang in the air, not caring in the slightest if the rest of the customers are spooked. If anything, she's glad to get that out in the open. A warning for anyone who dares to mess with him.

She sends an icy, cold glare at the lady for good measure. Satisfied with this outcome, Yoimiya quickly follows him out of the restaurant and into the hallway. ]

... I'm so sorry if I got you in trouble with your job, Ajax. [ Sheesh, she's been a whirlwind of problems for him today. But, she doesn't regret a single thing. ] However, I'm not sorry for standing up to her. I know you are capable of handling yourself but I wasn't going to sit there and watch you get harrassed.

[monoceroscaeli]

[He has to hide a smirk at the threat that Yoimiya lobbies at the drunk woman before they both walk out of the room, his mind already going to images of Yoimiya getting into some kind of physical altercation. And he's pretty sure she'd win too, given that monsters in their own home world were a lot stronger than that lady would ever hope to be. Not much of a challenge, but he'd be lying to himself if seeing Yoimiya all fired up like that wasn't incredibly hot of her.

As they finally get the privacy they need, he turns to his girlfriend as she apologizes, shaking his head.]

No need to worry. I can't say I was enjoying this gig anyhow, especially not after that.

[You'd think people would be raised with better manners, and he hopes that lady doesn't have her own significant other. Poor guy...]

Thanks for standing up for me back there. I knew you weren't going to like it if you saw it, but I never imagined you had that kind of fire in you. Honestly, I found it incredibly attractive how you told her off and got right in her face like that...

[Yeah so what if there's the tiniest boner in his pants right now? His girlfriend is in a skimpy, cute bunny suit and she just made a whole lot of commotion inside of that room. A girl after his own heart, truly.]

[niwabi]

[ For the first time this whole evening, she finally lets out that chirpy giggle he is all too familiar with. A soft smile curves on the corners of her lips, a far cry from the girl who was about ready to throw down with the crazy drunk lady. The situation could be as grim as it could be but Tartaglia always manages to bring light and joy to her world. ]

I'd do it all over again too. I don't care how dangerous they might be. If anyone dares to make you uncomfortable, I'd jump in and save you every single time. Besides, I also thought you were really attractive standing up for me. My handsome knight in shining armor never fails to protect me.

[ Glancing downwards by chance, she spots the signs of a growing boner tenting out from his bunny trousers. Shamelessly, she licks her lips at the delicious prospect. There's no denying that she too, got hot and bothered by Tartaglia's dashing save, hearing him threaten the woman sent a wonderful chill down her spine, yearning to hear him speak in that dark tone of voice once more.

As much as she would like to address his little 'problem', there's a more pressing issue to tackle. One that's been eating away at her heart, filling her with immense guilt. ]

Hey, I'm really sorry for overreacting earlier. Yelling at you in front of everyone was not cool and I made some terrible assumptions because I was so irrational and stupidly jealous.

[ That display of anger was by far, one of her most shameful moments. ]

From the bottom of my heart, I'm so sorry Ajax. I'll happily do everything and anything to earn your forgiveness.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Tartaglia feels a swell of pride well up in him at her words, very much seeing himself as a knight but appreciating being told it in turn by his charming, fiery girlfriend. He even notices when she looks down and licks her lips, making a part of him laugh to himself and another part of him gets excited about the fun they'd be able to have later tonight. He hadn't expected to be aroused by her entire demeanor back there, but he's not complaining. It's part of why he likes her so much, and even though there was a moment where he thought he was the one in danger, he got to see another side of her that he hadn't realized he needed.

Though, he'd prefer to keep her ire at bay if he can. It's not as if he wants to purposely make her angry like that.

Tartaglia lets a hand come up to cup her cheek, understanding written across his face as he looks down at her fondly. He gets why she'd be a little mad, and he can hardly blame her for reacting the way she did. He does kinda look like a snacc and she hadn't known the extent of his work.]

It's alright. If I were in your shoes, I would probably be a little upset myself. Given the purpose of this ship, it would be easy to assume the worst. C'mon, let's get out of here. I don't think I'm going to be able to go back to work anymore, and I think I'd rather just relax up in my room with you, if you don't mind, of course.

[He gives her a little wink, glad that the heated part of all this is over for the moment. He'll just await that phone call to his room when he's told he's fired for threatening a customer, which will inevitably come- though it doesn't matter anymore. His little stint as a waiter earned him what he needed anyhow, and now it's just a matter of time before he takes care of his real business on the ship.]

[niwabi]

[ Every so often, Yoimiya catches herself wondering what she did to deserve such an understanding partner. From the get-go, he's been nothing short of patient with her, even when she's at her lowest moments, he always finds a way to lift her spirits. Soft purrs slip out of her as she nuzzles her cheek into the palm of his hand. No longer is she a mean bunny spitting out fire, back to being the sweet, affectionate little bunny that she actually is. ]

Thank you for always being so patient with me. Of course! I'd love to spend the rest of the evening with you. After everything that's happened, we need a break.

[ While she does feel guilty for ruining his gig, there is the small, greedy side to her that is relieved to see him no longer working at such a sketchy establishment. He's too much of a snacc, already foreseeing more customers hitting on him left and right. If it came down to it, she'd have no problems stepping in to take care of the more annoying ones for him.

Feeling a bit more like her usual self, she snuggles up to him, wrapping her arms around his biceps, excited to see that darling bunny boy outfit up close and personal. There's still a hint of spite towards the drunk lady, causing her to be a bit more clingy than usual as she curls up close, burrowing her head against his arm. ]

Lead the way to your room. If you're hungry, I can have some food and drinks delivered to us. My manager said that anything I order will be on him tonight.

[ Her boyfriend is probably not included on the tab but her manager doesn't need to know that. Yoimiya will apologize to him later! Not that she'll get the chance to. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Ah, it's always adorable how Yoimiya purrs for him, a soft smile spreading across his face. Who knew she could swap so quickly between the two moods, keeping this in mind for himself. Much like a hidden blade, Yoimiya's temper could come out and retract as easily as unsheathing and resheathing a dagger. It's an element of danger he enjoys, slipping his hand down to the small of her back as she cuddles up against him and holds onto his arm. It makes him laugh how she's clearly being a little more clingy than normal, and he wonders if that woman can see them being touchy with each other.]

I don't see why we shouldn't take full advantage of the privileges given to you. Especially if it's on him! It's good for one to practice a little generosity, after all...

[Childe's expression brightens a little, already formulating a plan. The irony of it all doesn't escape the Harbinger, but business is business, and it's really nothing personal...]

Order us something strong for drinks, if you would. I think I'm going to enjoy myself a little tonight, and tire you out as much as I can, hahaha.

[He smirks deviously at her, leaning in as he taunts her, chaos clearly brewing in his eyes alongside a neediness that he doesn't bother to hide as they stride towards the room they'd set aside for him to stay in during his trip in the air. When they enter, it's nothing big or special, but it's nicer than what an employee should probably have, looking like a normal hotel room with a window that lets the two of them see the entire city below with a decent view.]

[niwabi]

[ Bonus points if the lady is looking tbh. Making sure she's cozied up to him, the cheeky blonde glances back at the restaurant behind them, catching a small glimpse of the humiliated drunk hag. Feeling a bit petty and wanting to add insult to injury, she sticks her tongue out like a petulant child. To further convey the message, she cuddles up to him, nuzzling her head into his shoulder as if she's trying to say: Yes, he's happily taken and all mine.

What a brat bunny she is being... ]

You're right! My manager is a really cool, nice guy and he's been really generous lately, so we might as well take advantage of it while we can. He said something about this photoshoot being extra special.

[ Little does Yoimiya know, she's unknowingly blabbing a bit too much. ]

That's a bold claim you're making, mister. After what happened, I'm pretty riled up. I have my doubts you're capable of taming me tonight. [ Wanting to play a bit of tit for tat, she leans in, her hot breath tickling his ear as she whispers in a sultry tone: ] Show me what you're made of, Harbinger.

[ While still clinging to him, she pulls out her phone to send her manager a text, placing an order for two vodka martinis as they enter his room. With how sketchy this line of work is, she wasn't sure what to expect but his sleeping quarters is a lot nicer that what she anticipated! Doesn't even feel like they're in a room provided by his job but more like, a hotel for guests. ]

Wow, this is a nice room. The view is spectacular!

[monoceroscaeli]

[With as closely as he's paying attention to Yoimiya now, he doesn't miss a single moment of her making sure that woman would leave the party feeling murderously angry for the humiliation she just faced. Tartaglia only laughs, it's too funny how she's trying to get this woman's goat and he's not going to do a thing to stop her. If that lady got up now and tried to start another fight, he'd welcome it, though it surely wouldn't end well for her.

But unfortunately, that never happens, and they make it up to the room just fine, Tartaglia listening to Yoimiya gossip about her photoshoot. Yeah, he's aware that something was going on, but little did he know according to the intel that it was going to be Yoimiya's specific photoshoot that this guy was going to be celebrating a bit too much on. But the Harbinger only smirks back at her, his eyes closing at the hot breath on his ear as he licks his lips.

A challenge, huh...]

It is, isn't it. Airships of course, are not new to Teyvat, but Fontaine and Snezhnaya are the only ones who utilize such technology. But even back at home...you still can't get a view quite like this.

[He'll snake behind Yoimiya, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into him as he buries his head into the crook of her neck. He places a deliberate kiss to her soft skin, breathing in her scent and closing his eyes.]

It would be a shame to waste it.

[niwabi]

[ Although she has since cooled down and is more or less back to her usual self, there's still a spark igniting within from her volcanic explosion. Even though they're out of that awful lady's sight, the flames of her spite have yet to die down, developing the urge to redirect her aggression into a passionate night neither one of them will forget. She relaxes into his hold, tilting her head to the side to grant him more access to her soft skin, purposefully sliding her round, cotton tail butt against his groin with the intent to rile up his neediness further. Purrs of contentment melt into soft moans of delight at the press of his lips. ]

You're right. It's not every day we get to soar high above the clouds like this. The scenery will make for a wonderful backdrop for tonight's fun, hehe.

[ Flying through the sky with people down below as they fuck like rabbits? Be still her exhibitionist-loving heart! Suffice to say, she's very happy with this arrangement, making her ire at this sketchy situation all worth it. ]

Mmm, I never did tell you that I like your outfit. You make a very cute bunny boy.

[monoceroscaeli]

[Of course, Yoimiya knows exactly how to get her battle-hungry boyfriend's mind off of fighting for a change and onto her, the friction from that cute little butt of hers getting his pants to swell as he continues to kiss her neck. Tartaglia more than appreciates that she's allowed him more access, letting his hands wander over her own bunny outfit she's been put in for the photoshoot she'd just finished not too long ago, gliding over her stomach, down her legs before coming back up to cup her breasts, groping her through the fabric.]

I do, don't I?

[He accepts the compliment, moving his head around to the other side of her neck to even out the attention he's giving it.]

I must say, it was quite hard to take my eyes off of you after I found you in the dining area. It's even harder now that I have an even better view.

[The openness of her outfit looking down is perfect for him, her skin tantalizing and only serving to turn him on more that they're alone and getting in the mood.]

But you know, this airship has another little surprise for its guests, if you weren't aware. I'd like to try it, if you don't mind- there's a spell we can use to have sex right in mid-air.

[niwabi]

[ Such a braggart... but he's not wrong. It's no wonder why his job asked him to dress up in that enticing ensemble while serving guests, his good looks and charm has the power to bring in customers from all over Ellipsa. ]

I do make a cute bunny, don't I? [ A confident couple that brags together, stays together??? ] Must have been really hard on you to watch me. Once the photos finish developing, I'll make sure you're one the first to see them.

[ Speaking of hard, a symphony of gasps and mewl spill out of her mouth from the stiff friction of his bulge prodding against her rear. Tartaglia's hands all over her body feel like fire to her skin, stoking the ever-growing flames of desire within her. Heated anticipation builds between her thighs from the special attention her breasts are receiving, drawing out even more needy moans while he fondles them. ]

Mmm, I had no idea such an exciting spell was possible. That sounds super fun, I'd love to try it with you.

[ With the hustle and bustle of today's photoshoot, all the questionable delays, and her temper coming out full force, she's just now getting up to speed on everything this airship has to offer. But there's no denying she's excited about what's to come. ]

With your combat skills, surely you bested all types of fierce monsters. But... do you have what it takes to tame this beastly bunny girl mid-air?

[ The Harbinger's final opponent of the day is none other than ferocious bunny girl Yoimiya. She finishes off the challenge with a wink. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[Smirking as she teases him a little, he can't deny that seeing her in that outfit was kind of hot, as he imagines it was meant to be that way given what the photoshoot was. Even hotter still is how she starts to moan and whine for him, enticing him more to prep her and her body for himself, bringing his head up for a moment to tug lightly at her earlobe with his teeth.]

I've never faced an opponent such as that...but I'm confident that if you face me head on, I've got the means to find a way to win. This is the philosophy of a true warrior. Now...

[His breath is hot on the shell of her ear as he speaks into it, quickly finding the zipper on her back and unzipping her outfit as he pushes it down off of her body, slowly devising a strategy to get Yoimiya to sink into depravity faster than him. What he fails to realize is that she's got her own secret weapon against him tonight, and it all stemmed from the altercation in the dining room- one that he also fails to realize he'll lose to.]

Let's recite that spell. Continuing this in the air will make it far more fascinating than just undressing the old, boring way, hehe.

[niwabi]

[ Allowing him to have the advantage for now, she bides her time, responding to his declaration with a sultry moan as he nips at her earlobe. What Tartaglia doesn't know is that his girlfriend is also secretly calculating her every movement, waiting for the perfect moment to unleash all of her pent-up emotions in order to successfully throw this true warrior off his game. But she's got to hand it to him, devising a strategy in her head is difficult, his hot breath fluttering the shell of her ear sends a shiver down her spine, reminding her of that dark tone of voice he used on that drunk hag. Ah, how she would like to hear him talk like that again...

Now with her outfit unzipped, she turns around to face him, showing off her bare breasts for his viewing pleasure. Her body already showing signs of being primed and ready to take him on. ]

Yes. I'd like to see the strength of the true warrior in the air. If you don't mind teaching it to me real quick, I'll recite it after you so we can finally start our spar—

[ Suddenly, she's cut off by the sounds of someone knocking on the door. The drinks she requested are finally here! ]

Hello, I'm here to deliver the drinks you ordered.

Oh! Be there in a sec.

[ Completely caught off guard, she is momentarily snapped out of her lust-induced haze, frantically calling out to the server right outside their room. Not wanting to mess with her outfit, she grabs a nearby towel to cover the parts of her partially nude body. With that out of the way, she heads to the door, under the assumption that the server probably wants to make sure that Naganohara Yoimiya is the one receiving the drinks. She signs off the order, giving the waiter her thanks in the form of a tip. Her lust is still at its all-time high, rushing back into the room with a tray in her hands. Sitting on top are two glasses of vodka martinis and a whole bottle of chilled cherry brandy. ]

Hehe, I'm back. Hope my selections are strong enough for you. Now, where were we...

[monoceroscaeli]

[His eyes quickly sweep over her as she turns around to meet him now that he's removed the top portion of her bunny outfit, to let his eyes finally settle on staring at her breasts that perk and jiggle lightly. Aside from the Tsaritsa, there's nothing more he loves to give praise to and worship more than Yoimiya's amazing body, fighting the urge to lose control of himself and pay attention to them with his mouth instead of his hands. Thankfully and regrettably for him however, the knock at the door comes unexpectedly thanks to the fact that he completely forgot that Yoimiya had ordered them drinks.

He feels his whole self deflate after the initial shock and surprise of the interruption, breathing out heavily in a mild amount of frustration. He shouldn't of gotten too carried away right away, it's kind of his own fault for forgetting and getting all riled up.]

I believe I was about to put you in the most compromising position possible.

[He says with a smirk as he waits for Yoimiya to set the drinks down on the table inside before snatching up one of those vodka martinis and downing it quickly.]

Not bad, [he proclaims as he puts the glass down, noting the bottle of brandy. That'll be perfect. His tone turns more dark, all sorts of dirty thoughts now running through his mind now that he's got Yoimiya all to himself.]

Now, when we're in the air, how should I position you? Perhaps with your legs spread as far as possible, or maybe I should get you to purr for me while that adorable behind of yours is stuck up into the air, hm?

[niwabi]

[ Good to see him enjoying her selection. At this stage in their relationship, Yoimiya is quite confident she has his taste buds figured out, both in drinks and sex. Following suit, she swiftly downs the other glass of vodka martini, eager to get started now that she's all hot and bothered.

The wickedness in his voice is exactly what she wants to hear, another lewd moan spills out of her lips just from listening to him speak. He hasn't even touched her between her legs and she's already terribly wet, aching for her beloved just from thinking about him dominating her mid-air. But... ]

Ah, you are sure plum full of ideas. Sounds like we're in for a good time tonight. However...

[ Grabbing a hold of the harness attached to his outfit, she forcefully yanks that cheeky bunny boy down to meet her at eye level. Although she has considerably calmed down from earlier, Tartaglia might notice there is a fierce flame burning behind her golden eyes. She's still carefully holding back, waiting for the perfect moment to strike but with each passing second, she's becoming more and more aggressive. ]

I won't be going down that easily, you're going to have to get me in those positions first if you wish to have your way with me. [ Still holding onto his harness with a firm grip, she brushes past his face to whisper her words of provocation into his ear: ] Bring it on.

[ Both of them riding the high of the altercation from earlier now with alcohol in their system make for a terrifying combination. ]

[monoceroscaeli]

[He can feel his heart jump when she yanks him down, keeping a sly grin on his face but definitely noticing the burning in her eyes. It's hard to miss, and he supposes all the pent up anger and frustration from earlier is about to come out in spades once Yoimiya gets him right where she wants him. And to Tartaglia, there's not much more that could be more exciting right now. He's never seen her quite like this, and if he's being honest with himself, it's really hot and he can't wait to see where this is taking them...]

You dare to challenge me...

[And he's so glad she is. His whole body shudders as she breathes her challenge into his ear, his breath catching for a second as his mind races with all the possibilities the night might bring. There's a part of him that wants to give in, let her dominate him as she pleases, but that wouldn't be nearly as fun as making her work for it. Though, he recognizes he's already at a disadvantage- his pants are so tight at this point it almost feels painful. He needs her more than air, but Tartaglia has a practiced poker face from the years of being in the Fatui, pulling his head back to give her a sultry, predatory glance as if his dinner was trying to pull a fast one on him.]

Alright, then. Let's see what you got.

[Tartaglia, always willing to make the first move, does just that- his body shifts and moves to press against her, hand coming up behind her head as his mouth quickly finds her neck to begin kissing and sucking at it, the other hand finding her breast to knead it as he pleases. Hot breaths and pure, unadulterated moans of absolute lust bubble up freely from him, sweeping over her skin to get her to elicit some of those same sounds, to try to force her to submit to him before she even gets the chance to turn it around.

But he's hoping that won't be the case, that she'll put up a good fight; maybe even beat him as his own game.]