#Saphir de Lune
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WARNING: NSFW again, including the butt.
This is it, the grand finale to my Persona 4 extended universe! I honestly do believe I'm through and have no more to say, even though I've certainly enjoyed my time here. Hope the little cameos make up for the long waits between chapters. Thanks to all of you for reading this far; it means the world that you came along with me on this journey into a bizarre crackship. To anyone who read my previous work, as well, I appreciate you doubly.
See you all soon!
Jessex
PS: Watch for me to start publishing something that isn't this or FTF very soon~
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GOLDEN EPILOGUE
Jetlag had become the enemy. Every time Rise landed anywhere, she felt like she lost an entire precious week of her lifespan — gone into the ether. Loving her life and her work didn't instantly replenish her energy reserves; she still had to take time to breathe and see to her physical and mental health. That was almost another full-time job on top of her actual full-time job.
But this time, she had some excitement to keep her from succumbing to the lack of energy. Yes, she also had a nap on her private jet and the espresso she slammed down at the airport, but those weren't the elements most responsible for her good cheer.
That was waiting for her in the hotel room.
"Ma'am, please don't walk too far ahead," said the beefy American on her lefthand side.
"WHAT?" she said loudly. Then she cleared her throat. "I… sorry, I am… still learning?"
"Please walk slow enough for us to protect you adequately."
"We are slow together," she confirmed with a sigh. "Okay."
The other guard, a Japanese woman who had been part of her team on the road for some time now, answered in their native language, "So your lessons are still at a standstill, Kujikawa-san?"
"Oh, shut up. I can't speak this clunky, round language!"
"It's… 'round'?"
"Nevermind! Just, like, tell him that they aren't getting off the elevator; you know the drill."
"Not very well, ma'am. I can count the number of times you two have had hotel meet-ups on one hand. But yes, I remember how it was handled last time. Don't worry, we'll work on making it a smoother transition and informing the local teams."
"Good, thank you," she sighed. "I'm sorry, I just… we only have two days-"
"I know," she said gently, laying a hand on her shoulder. "Let me just get you checked in so we can move upstairs soon, alright?"
"Thank you. What would I even do without you?"
"Hopefully we don't have to find out. Well… not yet."
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Just wait here."
While her bodyguard moved toward the front desk, she hung back at the elevator with the big jock. He moved to stop a well-dressed woman carrying a garment bag who was approaching — but she quickly shushed him. "Let her to me!"
"What? Let her what to ya?"
"Just…" Frustrated, she turned back to the other woman and asked in Japanese, "Help! How do I tell him who you are or whatever?!" The woman told her, so she turned back to the brute and said, "Yes! This is a woman with my clothes!" He sighed irritably and stepped back from where he had been standing between them. Shaking her head, she stepped closer and whispered, "Thank God, someone else who doesn't speak Yankee!"
"Japanese is still my second language," the tall blonde chuckled with a wide smile as they embraced. "How are you holding up? You look a little tired."
"Good, I'm good. It feels like it's been so long!"
"It has, it has. Almost three years — more than three years? Good God, you look wonderful."
Giggling, she led her over toward the bar — just a natural instinct. Even though she was anxious to get to her room, she couldn't very well miss this rare chance to catch up with an old friend. "You had to have seen me plenty of times on the news."
"It's not the same. But I always love getting your emails." As they sat at the bar, she lowered her voice to whisper, "Everything okay with you and…?"
"Pretty good. I mean, as good as can be expected."
"That sounds serious." When the bartender came over, she said, "Scotch and soda. And…?"
"Soda and cranberry," she said with a slight protrusion of her tongue. Behind her hand, she whispered, "Still not quite twenty-one. Which is silly; I'd be old enough in just about any country besides this one…"
"Don't worry about that so much. Honestly, drinking is a demon that never quite hops off your back for far too many people; just enjoy that it's not an issue for you." Once their drinks had arrived, she handed over a card.
"Just these or are you starting a tab?"
"Just these."
"Good. I'll ring you up right away, Miss McBride."
Nodding to him in thanks, she turned back as she adjusted her square-framed glasses and smiled at Rise. "I won't keep you too long tonight — I know what it's like to want to just fall into bed. But if you have time tomorrow, or after the show…"
"You really missed me, huh?" When the woman only shrugged, she stared down at her knees. "I, u-um… you're so much older and cooler than me. Yeah, yeah, I'm a pop idol, but it's a different thing. So it's hard for me to accept that you even care, even if we have kept in touch; sitting in front of my phone or my laptop, I can kinda forget how badass you are, and it's like you're just another girl I went to high school with."
"I don't know if I'm flattered I seem so young online, or insulted that I seem so old in person."
"Whaaat? NO! Ohmygosh, I didn't mean it like- I'm so sorry!" She covered her face with her hands and said in a much more muffled tone, "Ughhh, I thought being an adult would make me less dumb around you!"
With a casual laugh, the older woman reached out to tuck a lock of hair behind Rise's ear before pulling her wrists gently away until her rosy face came back into view. "You are never dumb. I think I'm just Mommy."
"Huh? You aren't my mom. Trust me, she's terrible." In spite of her best efforts, that situation had not improved much. But at least they were still trying.
"No, no, I meant that y- nevermind. My point is, my age probably subconsciously intimidates you, even though I haven't made any advances since that initial meeting. But if we spent more time together, that might fade. Not that we'll get the opportunity."
Frowning, Rise accepted the non-alcoholic beverage that was set down in front of her. "Yeah… my schedule is pretty tight. But I still wanna try! Okay? A-and I'll see you at the show, at least, right? Or… do you have to go?"
"I'll be there," she promised her with a small smile, not entirely devoid of warmth. "But you got that dress — be careful with it. I'll see you tomorrow night."
"Thanks," she breathed, pulling her in for a tight hug. Trying not to think too much about how nice it felt. For the past few years, she felt like she was getting steadily gayer, even though there had never been anyone who had the power to pull her into a situation she couldn't handle. "See you, Lady K."
"SHHH!" she warned her. "I don't want that getting around. Take care, Risette."
"Rgh. I don't use that anymore."
"And I don't use 'Lady K' out in the real world. Point made?" When Rise nodded as she pulled back, looking like a chagrined kid, the sometimes-dominatrix laughed softly down at her. "Good. Have fun tonight."
"Oh, there's no doubt I will!"
Once she parted company with Lady K, the security team helped her upstairs into the room now that she had a key. Her stomach was doing backflips; she couldn't wait to get in there. She stepped off with her bodyguard as the other security member nodded to them and rode back down; it was his job to stake out the lobby now that he had escorted her this far.
"Secure. Use your card key and let me in first."
"Come on, it's really not that serious… but fine, fine."
The intensely serious woman unlocked the door, drawing her gun at the same time. Rise still felt a thrill of dread every time she saw that; a few stalking scares had made it impossible to completely dispense with this type of precaution. But they only got a few steps into the room before-
"God, you know I'm in here; is this really fucking necessary?"
Before her bodyguard could even fully lower her firearm, Rise was practically leaping out of her sneakers and sprinting across the penthouse to throw herself into Ai's arms, tossing the garment bag containing a dress worth several thousand dollars away like a used paper towel. Her partner looked as flawlessly beautiful as ever — moreso, somehow. Each time they saw each other, she felt like her bold eyes grew bolder, her sweet lips prouder yet softer. Everything about her aged like a fine wine, getting richer and more inviting. Of course, it had only been a few years, but nothing had changed.
"Yes," her guard snapped. "There's an unknown person on premises; we can't be too careful."
There was someone else in the hotel room. Rise hadn't noticed immediately because her tunnel vision for her girlfriend was so bad.
"I was just leaving," laughed the redheaded American as she popped up from the couch. "Catching up with my old CHUM!"
"Wow, Erica, your Japanese is getting better!" Rise observed with a big smile. "That's amazing!"
"Yep! I've been practicing since I heard Ai was hitting town." Then she switched: "How is your English getting? Can you understand me?"
"U-uhhh… yes, I can understand. But I cannot say… good… words? My talking is bad."
"What did you eat today?" her bodyguard asked, more out of habit from all their practice than anything. She was still checking the bedroom and the kitchen, behind curtains.
"Eat delicious banana. Oh — I eat it?" Then she grunted and deflated before lapsing into Japanese again. "Yeah, I'm terrible."
"You also really mangled 'delicious'," Erica giggled as she pulled Rise in for a big hug, lifting her off the ground. Still so tall and strong! "But you did great! Really, you're getting there, and I'm so proud of you, girl!"
"Thank you," she said in a strangled voice until she was put down.
"Let her breathe," Ai chuckled, putting a hand on both their shoulders. "I'll for sure hit you up tomorrow, Erica. I can't believe you came all this way!"
"Well, it wasn't just for you, but yeah, I couldn't miss this chance to see you guys!" She kissed them both on the cheek before skipping toward the door. "And I swear I didn't steal anybody's passport!" she yelled in the bodyguard's general direction.
"Perhaps not. But the guards downstairs will still frisk you."
At that, the boisterous ginger yelped and put her hands on her hips. "No way! They frisk and they GET frisked! Or… something- whatever!" Then she waved with a huge grin at her friends. "You kids have a nice time! Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Then they were alone with the guard. Rise knew what she wanted was alone time with her girlfriend — the love of her life. The one who completed her and left her feeling like she was missing a limb every day they spent apart. There was one more thing to take care of first, however.
"Um… do you mind if we have a little privacy? Like we discussed?"
The woman's severe features turned quite weary as she holstered her firearm again. "Very well. You know I don't like this; it makes my job much more difficult. But Ebihara-san and I always have your best interests at heart, so…"
Ai nodded. "Damn right. Looking good, by the way."
"Thank you," she said with a tight smile, reaching to touch her own face and neck briefly — as if she couldn't resist doing so. "It's been nice having a safe space in which to recover and also pursue gainful employment."
"Wow, are you reading off your resume?" Rise giggled.
"However, I still…" She took a deep breath, turning away so her silvery hair hid her face. "I will leave you two to your evening together."
"No, wait. What is it?" When she just shook her head, the pop star's brow furrowed and she moved closer to the bodyguard.
"It's cool," Ai added as she joined them. Their guard was clearly becoming more anxious and claustrophobic, even if she was good at hiding it. "You know we've got your back. So whatever the issue is, like, we'll take care of it. And fuck whoever was the problem."
Shaking her head, she told them both, "No, no one is the problem. It's just… I have come to the difficult decision that I will resign from my commission at the end of this tour."
Rise's face fell. "Oh."
"Don't worry, I'll train my replacement. I wouldn't leave you without adequate protection; that's unacceptable, and I would be failing in my commission if I didn't make sure you'll continue to be kept safe, even after I'm no longer by your s-"
"It's not that! We just… we'll miss you. Wow, it's like the end of an era…"
While Rise was trying not to succumb to her heartbreak and start sniffling, Ai asked her, "This about family shit? I know that was a big part of why you didn't go home right afterward."
"Yes, exactly. I've put off following in my father's footsteps for long enough, and… and I'm worried about my sister, growing up with no one to watch over her. Even if she's typically been very capable and level-headed, she's still young and I am shirking my big sister duty to help guide her future."
The other two women embraced her tightly. After a few seconds spent stiff as a board, she finally relaxed and embraced them back. Rise knew she was probably thinking things like "breach of protocol" and "irrational emotional displays", but was happy that she could push through.
"I appreciate the support," she sighed, voice tight with suppressed tears. "And I will always be grateful that you gave a newly-transitioning woman such important work, but… to everything there is a season, or so they say. Private security has been good to me, but I want to make a bigger difference in law enforcement. For myself and our family."
"They do say that," Ai sighed, pulling her in for another hug. This time she didn't resist nearly as much. "But that doesn't mean we won't miss you. Don't be a stranger."
"We'll see."
"No, no we won't!" Rise pouted. "We're not gonna 'see' if you can get up off your butt and call once in a while! You will! Right? Please?"
With a reluctant smile, the bodyguard pulled out the noise-cancelling earbuds from her jacket pocket and held them close to her ears. "Of course. Remember to tap my left shoulder if you need anything else, so I won't assume you're a threat. Until then… enjoy your time together. I know how precious little of it you have."
"Thanks, Niijima-san. For literally everything."
"Of course, ma'am."
Once her bodyguard had her earbuds in and was sitting in a chair by the front door of the suite, looking like she was ready to stake it out for days if necessary, Rise took a deep breath and turned back to her girlfriend with a big grin. "Okay. Fuck me."
"Calm the hell down," she laughed with a smile just as wide, pulling her closer by her forearms. "We have plenty of time to just hang out. Also, I'd like to not do this right next to the bodyguard. Might get her all hot and bothered."
"Shhh!" she half-cackled as they headed over to the couch. She noticed Erica had been drinking sparkling water; her lipstick stains were all over the mouth of the bottle, and Ai wasn't wearing any. "But this is what I have been dying for like, the last six tour dates… I don't know if I can keep this up."
Ai frowned a little as she reached over to comb her perfectly-buffed fingernails through her lover's hair. "I know. It's rough sometimes, but… at least we can video chat, and text. And then there's days like these."
"The best days."
"Yeah," she breathed before leaning in to kiss her cheek. "So quit your bitching. An international pop star has to make sacrifices."
Rise couldn't help laughing aloud. She also couldn't help glancing over at her security personnel, just to check if she heard the noise, but she acted as if she hadn't, at the very least; that was good enough. They both had to get used to that now, and more or less had already. It was just still weird that it was part of her reality.
"Not 'international', wow. I have one single that made the charts here! ONE!"
"For five weeks."
"Y-yeah, but like, shut up," she wound up giggling as her cheeks turned pink. Anyone else could talk her up about it and she would just blow them off, but when her girlfriend did it, suddenly everything was a big deal.
"Never," she sighed as she pulled Rise into her lap. All the way into it — one movement, fluid and confident. They had grown so used to each other, their ways and habits, that things like that came easy now. A rhythm similar to the songs Rise sang — that she was finally beginning to help compose instead of relying solely on her staff of producers and songwriters — that pervaded her soul and dictated her every move. Ai even seemed to catch the same waves, despite not being in the industry whatsoever.
No, she was in a completely different industry. Which reminded her… "How's it been going here? Did anyone get mad that you moved your show?"
"Ugh," Ai grunted, settling in with her arms around her girlfriend's waist. "You thought the bitches in Japan were divas? They have nothing on these whores out here. I almost got into a fistfight yesterday."
"No!"
"Swear to god. Like, this model said she didn't like my designs and that they seemed last season, and I told her she didn't have to have taste, she just had to wear my shit well. Bitch tried to grab for my hair! It's my fucking show, what the hell was she thinking? I would claw her eyes out and never break a nail."
Throughout most of that story, Rise had been sitting there with her mouth hanging open in shock. "Excuse me? Where is this little twat? I will claw her eyes out myself!"
"Don't worry, I took care of-"
"That's my girlfriend she threatened, she doesn't get to do that!"
With a small, truly happy chuckle, Ai pulled the popstar a little closer so she could kiss the side of her neck. "I love the fuck out of you, slut."
Rise couldn't help pouting a tiny bit. "Not a slut. You know there's nobody but you."
"Me and Lady K." When Rise already began to roll her eyes, she said firmly, "This isn't about you using her company's designs and not mine, either. I understand that you don't want to show favoritism. I'm kidding anyway."
"I use your designs all the time…"
"Which we all appreciate." Her tone had taken on a patient quality that made Rise feel a little bad, but she was committed to the pout now.
"Okay, I'm sorry. Just don't be mean about Lady K. Kay?"
"Kay-kay," Ai teased with a smirk as she caressed up and down Rise's back through her silk blouse. This had factored heavily into her decision to actually wear that particular garment; she just wanted to give Ai immediate access once they were together.
"Shush, jerk."
"Do you want this jerk to carry you into that bedroom so we can get started?"
"Absolutely," she sighed as lips went back to her neck, and her heart fluttered. "You have no idea how bad I'm dying for it… it's been so long…"
As she stood with Rise in her arms, prompting a little squeak, Ai purred, "I might have some idea. Like, I've been just as bad. But unlike you, I at least remember how to use my hand."
Rolling her eyes, she sighed and said, "You really just can't let that one go." The pointed silence prompted her to elaborate, "I don't like it! I don't know, it's weird, I… it's just so much better when it's you, and you know I don't really like to settle for less than the best."
"I know, baby." Ai was so strong now; once upon a time, the thought of building muscle mass had sent her into a dysphoric panic, but being so well accepted by Rise and their friends had helped her accept that she could be a strong woman. That and her hormones doing their job, of course.
"Not that Chie doesn't keep telling me I need to."
"How is Officer Bean-Flicker?"
Rise giggled as she was tossed casually onto the bed, bouncing slightly and windmilling her legs for stability. "She prefers Officer Muff-Diver. But um, she's good; says she and Yukiko are trying to find a house!"
"Whoa, really?" Ai asked as she pulled out a little black bag from within the contents of her floral print suitcase. "I thought they would just keep staying at the Amagi Inn. I mean, it's gonna be theirs and all."
"Yeah, um… her mom is still being kind of weird about that. I think she still believes they'll eventually break up and find husbands. But at least she hasn't said she's not giving it to Yukiko anymore; that's not anything they have to panic about."
Ai grunted as she began to undress. "I can relate. But like, at least your grandma likes me okay, and Dad loves the fuck outta you."
"Your dad is really sweet," Rise agreed with a big grin. Should she take her socks off? Ai hated when she kept them on in bed, but she had been in them all night and all day, on multiple flights. Maybe she was just being silly. Rolling her eyes at herself, she kicked them off. "I think the only thing he doesn't like about me is that I didn't take the name Ebihara."
"Well, why would you? We aren't officially married; we don't really have that in Japan."
"Yeah. I mean, we applied for the partnership license; we haven't been rejected, Chie and Yukiko already have theirs, Kanji-kun and Naoto-kun do too… but I know it's not the same."
Her girlfriend shrugged as she kicked her panties at Rise's head, making the latter giggle again. "It sucks but that's how the world is. For now."
"Well, I heard they're working on it here," Rise replied delicately as she looked respectfully at her lover's body. Or not very respectfully at all; she was ready and chomping at the bit to dive in, but just getting to speak with her and play with her was equally wonderful. "Maybe… we should move?"
That stopped Ai in her tracks as she half-knelt on the bed, blinking at the little pop sensation. "You'd seriously consider moving to America? Like… they speak English here."
"Hey, I'm not THAT bad at it!"
"'Eat delicious banana'?" While Rise pouted much harder than before, she snorted and crawled even closer, her bright hazel eyes glittering with mirth and intent. "Though I guess you would learn a lot faster with immersion."
"Alright, well… this has been fun but now I guess I need to find another hotel room."
"Stop," Ai snorted.
"Well, hey, you're bullying me and here I am trying to be all sexy and-"
Her words got cut off by the way Ai pulled her in for a tight hug and a gentle, "Shhhh. Everything is fine. So you're not the greatest with English; you're still the most amazing woman I have ever known in my entire life, you dumb cunt. So quit your whining."
Shaking her head, she rolled her eyes as she forced herself to focus on the positives. More than anything else, it was the way Ai had slipped that extremely sweet compliment in with that salt and ridicule. Still amazing after all those years. But instead of just taking it lying down, she pounced on her partner and pressed her back down into the bed, straddling her as she pinned her arms down at her sides.
"May I help you?" Ai grunted with a slight smirk.
"I wanna ride you. Is that cool?"
"Mmm, that's not how this works anymore, baby."
"No — no no, that's not what I meant."
It took a moment for the penny to drop. "Oh. I, uh… well, yeah, actually that would be amazing. I need to before the night is over, anyway."
"Of course, yeah. Sooo… I can?"
"Ugh. You look like you're about to get cotton candy, not fuck the shit out of me."
"There's cotton candy?!" Of course, all Rise got for her trouble was being tickled a lot and she wound up flailing all over the place, crying with laughter. When she couldn't take it anymore, she started squealing, "I'LL PEE! STOP, STOP, I'M GONNA PEE ALL OVER!"
Now being the one pinned, Rise looked up when the laughter faded to see an angel grinning down at her… and just looking so beautiful that she couldn't stand it. She leaned up to crash their lips together, ignoring the surprised squeak as they enjoyed this long-delayed moment, letting it wash over them while they lay in each other's arms.
"Somebody feels ready," Rise whispered, sliding her hand slowly down Ai's stomach.
"Mmm, always with these grabby hands. Such a slut." She dug her nails in momentarily, prompting a hiss of pain. "Ooh, is that supposed to be some kind of punishment?"
"Not for you, masochist." Then she hit home…
"Nnhh… careful, that was really expensive…"
Giggling, she set a decent pace as she gently turned their bodies until Ai was on the bottom again. All she had wanted was to make her common law wife feel good, to get her body singing as loudly and strongly as she did at every performance across the globe. "Hey, I know that as well as you do. Mostly because you kind of couldn't make any money while you were recovering; I had to become your sugar mama."
"WOW," Ai burst out, a little breathily as she rolled her hips into the touch. "Y-you don't… mmmhhh… don't be a dick…" Though an instant later, her eyes fluttered open again and she smiled up at her. "You already know… I'm never going to be able to repay you. So stop lording it over me."
"No, I'm teasing you for acting like I wouldn't know. There's a big difference." And as she slipped a finger into her girlfriend's wetness, she leaned down to whisper into her ear, "Money well spent, as far as I'm concerned."
That moment gave way to simply enjoying each other. Rise in particular loved hearing the new noises she could prompt from Ai now that they had reached this later stage of their journey; the fear was gone, the discomfort and the uncertainty had long since faded. Now it was just the woman she loved sounding like the woman she loved, free to be herself without inhibitions. Just as she would have wanted regardless of what steps were necessary to achieve it, or if any were taken at all.
"Can I get you there today, baby?"
Ai chuckled breathlessly, entire face flushed. "Magic eight ball says… signs point to 'yes'!" And that "yes" was definitely one of pure pleasure. Sometimes Ai couldn't quite achieve orgasm; that was the unfortunate trade-off. But that didn't seem to dampen her spirits one bit.
Not to mention they still had so many nights like these. When scheduling didn't keep them apart.
"Mmhhh, fuck, I'm so close! Rise!"
"Do you need something bigger?" she purred without slowing down.
"No, no, just… just you!" Her back arched as that big O inched closer and closer.
Which meant the diva would rise to the challenge. She could count on one hand the number of times she hadn't been able to send her lover into fits of passion — and all of them had followed her procedure. The learning curve presented a unique challenge. Now she was thrusting two fingers in and out of Ai at a near brutal speed, reassured by the moans that she wasn't going too fast, being too rough.
There they were. A few more poundings, a little more attention to that well sculpted clit that she was growing to love dearly, and her supermodel fashionista girlfriend came as hard as she ever had, clutching the sheets for stability despite how futile it was. Rise had come close to climaxing herself just from watching the show a few times. It was her favorite thing.
When Ai was finally through with her aftershocks, she lay there sweating and smiling up at her — the most adorable girl in the world. Her lips twitched as if she were going to say something, but she was too overcome with pleasure and wrung out from exertion.
"Mmm, is that supposed to be 'thank you'?" Rise asked. Ai nodded, and Rise couldn't help but giggle as she reached her free hand up to caress over her warm cheek.
"Uh… huh." Licking her lips, she finally managed to reach up and hold the hand against her face. "You… gimme a few minutes and…"
"You don't have to," she laughed softly. "I just want you to be happy."
"No… just… get me a water? And I'll…"
So Rise started to get up. But on the way, she made sure to take her fingers into her mouth, cleaning them thoroughly in full view. Ai's smile did widen a little, even though she still hadn't recovered her wind enough to do much better than that.
While she fetched a refreshment for her paramour, Rise reflected on everything they had been through. It felt like so much… yet sometimes it still felt as if it had been yesterday when they first started sniping at each other, fighting for supremacy in Yu Narukami's eyes. Not that he ever truly wanted to date either of them; she saw that clearly now. He was a dear friend they all needed at the time and they were all changed for the better because of his impact on their lives. Even though he was the only old friend Rise hadn't kept in touch with…
But she didn't care to feel melancholic and wistful right now. She just wanted Ai.
"Thanks," Ai sighed when she was handed one of the two bottles of Aqua Balance in her girlfriend's hands, immediately chugging half. "Pahh! Whew… that's better."
"Good," she giggled before taking another small sip. She wasn't winded at all; just had a few sore muscles in her shoulder from slamming fingers into Ai over and over.
"I'm very down to fuck you senseless, babe. Now that I have breath back."
Rise grinned. "That's okay. I'm happy making you happy, you know that."
"No, I'm no fucking pillow princess. So do you wanna sit on my face, or should I get…?"
"Oh, Inmo-ko-chan?" Rise's old nickname for one of Ai's pubes had been transferred onto something else. "You sure you're not too worn out from me hitting you in the sweet spot?"
"Nah, I'm good. Just trying to feel out what you need."
"Hmmmm…" Rise thought it over, glancing at the bag her girlfriend had produced earlier and yet remained unused thus far. "Can I think about it while I sit on your face?"
Trying to smirk but grinning in spite of herself, she muttered, "Wow, how am I supposed to give you any input if my mouth is covered?" At Rise's pleading look, she rolled her eyes and let out a long sigh as she motioned for her girlfriend to come closer.
"Yay!"
"Uh huh. 'Yay'. You are such a nerd sometimmmph!"
Having her face sat on did preclude her ability to keep speaking. Not that Rise's teasing ended there. "What was that? I'm a nerd? Which one of us keeps trying to look up Ritsuko Kurosawa to get an autograph?" At the strangled noises from between her thighs, Rise shivered and tried not to pitch forward as she laughed, "Well, you do!"
Not that Ai didn't start eating her out for all she was worth. After a few more rolls of her hips, she decided to do something that would give her lover a little thrill. Taking a breath to stabilise herself, she drew her focus together — this wasn't all that difficult. She just had to put herself into a performance mindset so she could sing in spite of the exertion her girlfriend was causing; she had performed under more challenging circumstances.
"Totsuzen no kissu ya… atsui manazashi de…"
Oh, that prompted the most adorable moan of interest from beneath her. Out of the corner of her eyes, she noticed the movement; Ai's thighs were twitching together with renewed interest, despite having gotten off so recently. That was both hot and adorable. So she kept going, singing while her hips shifted forward and backward, enjoying the attentions of that eager mouth.
"I'm just playing games, I know that's plastic looove! Dance to the plastic beat, another morning cooomes!" What an appropriate word. Right when she reached the end of the song, she climaxed hard all over those flawless features she was seated astride, back arching and face pointed toward the hotel suite ceiling in exultation. It was so good and she couldn't believe the reason — even if it had been her own damn idea.
Once she moved to the side and grabbed her water again, she saw Ai slowly sit up and stare at her with a semi-shocked expression. It was so rare to see her girlfriend caught off guard that she found it incredibly endearing; she almost looked innocent, even if she was far from.
"Wha… did you really just… Mariya all the way to cumming?!"
"I did," she teased with a big grin as she recapped the bottle. "Now, are you turned on again and need me to help, or do you want to help me some more?"
"Mmhh, God, don't give me a choice like that. You are so hot right now."
Rise pouted. "Right now? What about before now?" When Ai just rolled her eyes, she broke and laughed, reaching over to hug her closer. "We have that special harness for Inmo-ko-chan. We could, um… take care of both of us at the same time…"
Oh, the way she bit her lip and squirmed. It was a done deal.
The pop star was clapping her hands excitedly as Ai brought out the slick leather harness and began to pull it up her hips. On the inside of the crotch was a crystal blue contraption that would stay inside Ai and hit all her spots just right — so long as the battery power held out, at any rate. And on the outside of the same area was…
"INMO-KOOO-CHAAAN!" she cried out with joy, leaning down to rub her cheek against the flesh-toned little length of silicone. It moved obediently, since it really didn't have any choice in the matter. Ai looked down at her, definitely more bemused than anything.
"You look dumb."
"I look like a girlfriend who missed you," she reminded her with another pout as she reached up to stroke the shaft. "And this was our deal, right? So don't make fun of me."
Another sigh from the fashionista. Even though she still loved their toy, Rise did understand why Ai wasn't all that thrilled about it; she had to have a mold made of her previous equipment, which was mostly funny to Rise but bizarre for both of them, in all honesty. That meant Rise could keep being serviced by that beautiful cock she had come to adore without Ai having to keep it attached to her person; they both got something they wanted. Sort of.
"I know," she breathed, reaching down to comb her fingers through the pop star's fringe. "And I mean, I used to be more mad about it, but… well… I never told you this."
"Hm?" Rise asked as she took the faux-phallus into her mouth, closing her eyes and wishing it tasted as close to her girlfriend's former anatomy as it looked. But at least they had sprung for the double-silicone, so it felt a lot closer to how she remembered.
"About a week after I told you I was ready to, uh… go under the knife… ugh, this isn't the time for this, I'm sorry."
Pulling off, she demanded, "No, no, spit it out. This sounds important."
"Fine. I, uh, walked in on you sobbing on the phone to Yukiko."
"Sobbing? What about? But it's pretty sneaky of y… you…"
Rise finally remembered. It had been some time, but the incident Ai referenced had been when Rise hit a low she hadn't expected to hit. Even though she had been telling both herself and her girlfriend that the surgery was nothing but positive and she was all for it, and completely in her corner…
"I don't know what you had said before that," Ai went on as she sat next to Rise on the bed. "But like, I heard you say you couldn't stand the idea of never being fucked the way I used to fuck you. That it was… like losing part of us, not just of me."
"I was really stupid. Like, this is about who you are, and I was being a brat. It's really embarrassing to think about that now — can't believe you overheard all that!"
However, Ai had already started shaking her head. "It wasn't stupid, and you weren't a brat. Like, if you tried to say I shouldn't do it, then yeah. But it's… I knew you liked my dick, but I never really appreciated…" Ai took a breath, and it was fairly obvious it was to stop herself from crying. "I had some second thoughts."
"NO! No, no no no, oh honey, I never wa-"
"And eventually put those aside," she pushed ahead as she held Rise closer, petting along her hair. "That was when I started looking into dildos that felt like the real thing. And on some site or other, I found the 'make a copy of your own fuckstick' deal we eventually went with."
Rise turned more fully toward her, reaching up to hold her shoulders. "That meant so much to me. But y-yeah, I'm sorry I was crying at Yuki-chan and you, um, heard all that stupidity."
"NOT stupid. I mean, it's stupid you thought that was stupid, but you're not stupid, Risette. Never."
They shared a kiss, got tangled in it completely. Fell into the bed, wrapped legs around other legs. Hips only picking up speed as their need to comfort each other gradually began to reach fever pitch. Lying on their sides, she felt Ai raise her leg as she began to pound her so well that her mind went blank, filled with nothing but love and pleasure for the time being. A welcome respite from the rigors of a world tour.
"Is… is there anything else you need, babe? Spankings, or…?"
"No… well… mmhh! This is so fucking good!"
"But you need more," she prompted, knowing Rise well enough to guess that. Too well. "Spit it out, whore, before… we both cum again!"
Smacking her on the shoulder for calling her a whore, she finally took a breath as they came to a stop. "God… you are… like a dog with a bone! But… um… I guess I do want some attention in, um…"
"It's okay," Ai told her in a whisper as she kissed her flushed cheek. Rise felt her eyes watering, and her heart was pounding, and her lungs felt constricted; anxiety reaction. Even after all this time, she still couldn't just come right out and make this simple request from the one person she trusted the most. "All in on your back? Or all fours and a thumb?"
"God… on my back."
"Really? The full treatment?" When Rise just screwed her eyes shut, she felt lips pressing into them one at a time. "Everything is fine. You're fine. I love you, moron; I would die for you. This is an easy 'yes', baby."
"I know," she breathed softly. "Thank you."
And now she was on her back, Ai reaching into the bag for a little lube. By now, they didn't even need to really work her up to anything; she had enough experience with anal play to take it with ease as long as she was properly lubricated and the pressure was steady and gentle.
"You know, I gotta say," her wife sighed as she listened to Rise's little mewlings and squeals, "I never expected you to be the bigger butt-slut out of the two of us. Like, total reversal."
"St-stoooop! Don't… you can't say things like… mmhhh, oh yeah, I missed this! YES!"
Though much like Ai, she also often wondered why being filled back there was so satisfying for her. She didn't even have a prostate! So why? Really, she had long ago given up on actually figuring it out, but it didn't stop her mind from idly wondering even while she was getting her backdoor kicked in.
"Look at you about to cum again," Ai teased a minute or two later as she kept up a relentless pace, slamming into her cheeks so hard and fast that it made a clapping noise on repeat. How offensive! Just the way they both liked it. "You going to use your fingers or are you edging?"
Rise somehow managed to huff through all that whining and squirming. "No! I! I'm not! Stop! Mmhhh…!"
"I could stop… but you don't want me to. In fact, I think you want me to go harder while you tease those pretty titties, girl. Always seem to have a great time th-NH! SHIT, warn a bitch, WOW!"
Desperate for some kind of slight revenge, Rise had turned on the vibrator already inside her girlfriend. She tended to snatch the remote when her attention was elsewhere so she would be ready to get her off. This time, she was very glad she had taken that precaution, because being teased so mercilessly while she was so embarrassed would have made her pout afterward if she didn't retaliate during.
However, she couldn't pretend Ai wasn't right. She slid one hand down to her clit and the other up to an erect peak as her poor ass was punished and pleased in equal measure. Though she had trouble describing the feeling, she hated that she loved it… but that didn't make it any less true.
"You're… gonna pay for that!"
"Wha… for what? Getting you off?" But she didn't get a direct answer; just teeth clamping down around two of her toes. "NO! Nononono, don't bite my feet, I've been walking around all d— don't BITE! EBI-CHAAAAN!"
Of course, the real rub was that it always worked. Though she didn't mind doing this for Ai, for whatever reason having her own feet nibbled both offended and sensually overwhelmed her if done while they were already in flagrante delicto. Otherwise, she enjoyed a good massage or pedicure, and really felt flattered when Ai kissed her toes tenderly. This made her feel like a baby for squealing and squirming all over from something so small.
But Ai knew that. After so much trial and error, she knew to stop biting after the first instant and move to gentle suction, to hum quietly as she got her the rest of the way to a blinding orgasm. Again. It was even longer and harder than the last, and she couldn't see through the veil of tears shrinkwrapping her vision as the world turned upside down thanks to how good everything felt.
Which she also hated. She hated that just about everything seemed to work on her. How annoying.
As she finally began to dwindle back down to earth, she noticed a panting Ai was still flicking her tongue up and down between two of her toes, the smirk in her eyes more than on her lips. Her hips had stopped moving, which she was grateful for; now that the arousal was beginning to fade, it ached more than anything back there.
"Tha… thank you, I… you really…"
"It's okay," Ai said as she gently removed her foot and let her legs slowly fall back to the bed. "Ready for me to pull out? Or do you need a sec?"
"I… I'm okay, you can if… if you're ready."
Oh, this smirk was truly dark. "Doesn't sound like you want me out. You sure you don't want to revisit the idea of a plug?"
"Shut. Up."
Shot down and not at all the kind of person to beleaguer the point, Ai pulled out — prompting a near-scream of mingling pleasure and discomfort. Rise was nice enough to shut off the vibrations after that, and she gave a slight wave as her girlfriend moved off to the bathroom for cleanup purposes. Then she flopped back, limp as a wet noodle as she let the post-coital euphoria settle in.
Perfect. Everything was perfect and glorious. What more could a tofu-heiress international idol ask for?
"Sorry," Ai said when she reentered the room, equipment gone and looking freshly washed up. "Had to pee like a motherfucker afterward. Need me to carry you to the bathroom for that post-backdoor evacuation?"
Immediately, Rise was covering her face with her arm and groaning, "Stoooop, I told you not to kill the afterglow with stuff like that! SO gross!"
"Well, you know you have to, babe. Every fucking time." When Rise kept glaring, she sighed and rolled her eyes. "I'll try to phrase it more delicately for you, your highness."
"Thank you," she said in an equally snooty tone. Then they both laughed at each other. "I'm, um… I'm just really happy, okay? And I wanted to chill out and enjoy the happiness cloud. But thanks for trying to take care of me; you're always so good at that…"
Face full of the softest affection, she sat down by Rise's head and began to pet gently over her hair. "Listen. All I've ever wanted is for us to be happy. Half of us is you, in case you couldn't do that math. If happiness means getting up on that stage tomorrow night and belting it out with Carly Rae Jepsen, then do that shit — own it! Or if you want to take another little break and work at Marukyu, I am with you all the way, bitch. Just let me know."
"Ohhhhh… aww, you're so sweet!" she began sobbing.
"Ugh, cut that out," she scoffed. But when Rise didn't stop after a few seconds, it seemed to occur to her that these were real tears, not theatrics. "Rise… are you sure you're okay?"
"I j-just- I- I love you so much oh my God I can't stand it I love you!"
Once all those words came tumbling out, they wrapped each other up in a tight hug that lasted minutes longer than either of them realized. Of course, the call of nature finally did make it impossible for Rise to stay in the bedroom, so her partner made good on her promise to carry her where she needed to be. They took care of business, cleaned up and changed into night clothes — silky nightgown for Ai, fluffy cotton PJs for Rise — and let the bodyguard know they were going to sleep, so she could take out her earplugs. Finally, they crawled into bed to bring an end to an eventful day for the two of them.
"Hey."
"Mmmh. Yes?"
"Love you, Ebi-chan."
"Love you, too."
"We're gonna be okay."
"Yeah." She let out a quiet laugh. Rise didn't even have to prompt her to explain; she just sensed it would be her next question, and Ai knew that. "So grateful you didn't listen to me."
"Huh?"
"When I told you to mind your own business and leave me alone. If you had listened… I don't know what kind of life I would have had, but it would have been horrible. I would have been alone, and still angry, and… I… you know I love you, but I can never explain how much I… fuck, you're my world! You bitch!"
Huddling close to her trembling, very quietly sniffling lover — rare as that was — Rise Kujikawa kissed Ai Ebihara's tears away, and kept her voice to a soft whisper. Making sure she would know every word was earnest and heartfelt.
"And you're my world, Senpai. Music and Ebi-chan; that's all I'll ever need."
For the next five minutes as they kissed each other goodnight, all the princess and the minstrel could hear was "Purity".
THE END
#We'll Face Ourselves#Saphir de Lune#persona 4 fanfiction#forkanna writes#Ritsuko Kurosawa#Purity#p4 fanfic#jess the writer
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US Vogue December 1951
A model wearing a beret made of moonstones, at least a thousand of them, each casting its own light on the face. By Lilly Daché. Diamond earrings, diamond and sapphire clip (clipped on a jacket by Charles James), by Van Cleef & Arpels.
To add to all the shine: the “Cornaline” lipstick, the “Sapphire” eyeshadow and the “Ermine Fond de Teint Lotion”, all by Gourielli.
Un modèle coiffé d'un béret composé de pierres de lune, au moins un millier, chacune projetant sa propre lumière sur le visage. Par Lilly Daché. Boucles d'oreilles en diamants, clip diamants et saphirs (clipsé sur une veste par Charles James), de Van Cleef & Arpels.
Pour ajouter à tout l'éclat : le rouge à lèvres « Cornaline », le fard à paupières « Saphir » et la « Lotion Fond de Teint Ermine », tous signés Gourielli.
Photo Erwin Blumenfeld
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#us vogue#december 1951#fashion 50s#beauty 50s#1950-51#lilly daché#van cleef & arpels#charles james#gourielli#vogue cover#couverture de vogue#erwin blumenfeld
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Châtelaine "Panier Fleuri" de Van Cleef & Arpels en platine, émeraude, rubis, saphirs, onyx et diamants (1926) et "Châtelaine" de Van Cleef & Arpels en platine, saphirs, corail, jade, onyx, perle, pierre de lune, émail et diamants (1924) à l'exposition "Luxe de Poche - Petits Objets Précieux au Siècle des Lumières" au Musée Cognacq-Jay, avril 2024.
#expos#inspirations bijoux#ArtDeco#VanCleef&Arpels#diamant#email#onyx#corail#pierrelune#saphir#jade#perle#MuseeCognacqJay
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le pouvoir des pierres précieuses et semi précieuses de Madagascar (la lithothérapie)
La lithothérapie est une forme de médecine alternative qui utilise les pierres et des cristaux pour favoriser le maintien ou le retour du bien-être. Elle est basée sur le principe selon lequel chaque pierre émet une vibration spécifique et une énergie pouvant interagir avec le corps, l'esprit et l'environnement direct. Parmi les plus remarquables dans le monde, on compte les pierres précieuses et semi précieuses de Madagascar, une île de l'océan Indien.
Effets et bénéfices de la lithothérapie
Améthyste, saphir, émeraude, … ces pierres peuvent avoir des effets bénéfiques sur tous les aspects de votre santé. En plus des propriétés de guérison qu'elles possèdent, elles sont aussi connues pour leur pureté, leur beauté et leur puissance énergétique. Selon leur nature, leur couleur et leur forme, elles possèdent différentes vertus, comme :
soulager les douleurs, les inflammations, les troubles digestifs, les problèmes de peau ;
stimuler le système immunitaire, la circulation sanguine, le métabolisme ;
calmer le stress, l'anxiété, la dépression, les insomnies ;
renforcer la confiance en soi, la créativité, la concentration, la mémoire ;
développer l'intuition, la méditation, la conscience de soi.
Utilisation des pierres et des cristaux en lithothérapie
Pour profiter des bienfaits des pierres précieuses et semi précieuses de Madagascar, vous devez les mettre en contact des zones spécifiques de votre corps, comme vos chakras, ou les placer dans un endroit propre et aéré de votre intérieur. Elles peuvent alors être portées comme des bijoux, introduites dans une poche, mises sous l'oreiller ou sous le matelas.
Leur sélection se fait à l'intuition ou sous recommandation d'un professionnel qui vous conseillera la pierre correspondant à l'effet recherché. Notez néanmoins qu'elles doivent être nettoyées et exposées au soleil, au clair de lune, à l'eau ou à la fumée selon leurs propriétés individuelles. C'est par ici : https://presentslointains-madagascar.com/pages/coffrets-cadeaux-pierres-de-madagascar-pour-entreprises-et-particuliers
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Déposer sur la Lune un instantané de l'humanité : le pari de Sanctuary on the moon
Graver sur 24 disques de saphir une représentation de l'humanité et les déposer sur la Lune : c'est l'idée derrière le projet Sanctuary, imaginé par le Benoît Faiveley.
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3 ème partie :
La muraille était construite en jaspe, et la ville était d'or pur, semblable à du verre pur.
Les fondements de la muraille de la ville étaient ornés de pierres précieuses de toute espèce: le premier fondement était de jaspe, le second de saphir, le troisième de calcédoine, le quatrième d'émeraude,
le cinquième de sardonyx, le sixième de sardoine, le septième de chrysolithe, le huitième de béryl, le neuvième de topaze, le dixième de chrysoprase, le onzième d'hyacinthe, le douzième d'améthyste.
Les douze portes étaient douze perles; chaque porte était d'une seule perle. La place de la ville était d'or pur, comme du verre transparent.
Je ne vis point de temple dans la ville; car le Seigneur Dieu tout-puissant est son temple, ainsi que l'agneau.
La ville n'a besoin ni du soleil ni de la lune pour l'éclairer; car la gloire de Dieu l'éclaire, et l'agneau est son flambeau.
Les nations marcheront à sa lumière, et les rois de la terre y apporteront leur gloire.
Ses portes ne se fermeront point le jour, car là il n'y aura point de nuit.
On y apportera la gloire et l'honneur des nations.
Il n'entrera chez elle rien de souillé, ni personne qui se livre à l'abomination et au mensonge; il n'entrera que ceux qui sont écrits dans le livre de vie de l'agneau.
Apocalypse 21:18-27
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88 - Mon rêve dans une petite boîte
À travers ce hublot bien froid,
Une myriade de nuages en bonbon,
Que tu as l’habitude de vouloir manger !
Aux alentours du sud de l’Italie,
Eaux azures colorées des pulpes d’olives,
Gentil bruit d’un moteur de vieille voiture,
Une brise au goût de sel te caresse la peau
Sous cette ombrelle d’il y a 60 ans,
Et puis, pendant que je lis du côté de chez Swann,
Tu t’es endormie sur ma poitrine !
En avril, quand des pétales de cerisier,
Jouent au chat et à la souris dans les airs,
Nous nous promenons, main dans la main,
Alors que des odeurs de matcha s’infiltrent dans Tokyo,
Nous nous arrêtons au comptoir où le saké est bon,
Dans des cyber feux d’artifices au couleurs néons,
Ojii-san nous raconte ses histoires d’amour,
Un peu plus tard, là où les bateaux sont ivres,
Tu m’emmènes aux Caraïbes en tournicotant,
Quand les libellules vibrent et s’éclatent,
En même temps que des palmiers sifflent,
Alors nous dansons sur du vieux jazz,
Où ta robe blanche se mêle,
Pendant que ma chemise se trempe !
Mais, quand viennent les élans,
Aux abords de cet immense lac canadien,
L’été est un peu froid,
Et même si ce petit feu que j’ai créé,
Nous réchauffent les mains,
Quand les élégies de Duino sont récitées en ronde,
Les aurores boréales chantent notre opéra en privé,
Un, deux, trois, les feux tournent au vert !
Nous traversons en pas cadencés,
À New York, les choses vont vite,
La tête tourne et nous nous prenons pour des artistes,
En quête de fun-fun, sans se prendre au sérieux.
En Chine, où les légendes sont contées à la flûte,
Le vert, en mille lieux tout autour de nous,
Bambous en grands esprits,
Au sommet de la colline, en amont du fleuve jaune,
Je te montre ce temple millénaire,
Où je venais prier enfant, avec mon grand-père,
Un temps où je n’avais pas encore de pivoine,
Et même si nous nous évanouissons presque de chaud,
Nous rions de nos coups de soleil !
Mais à Paris, quand un peu d’art fait du bien,
En bonnes taupes des librairies,
Quand je fais tomber les lettres à Milena du haut de cette étagère,
Sur ma pauvre tête d’idiot,
Et que tu te moques gentiment de mon ridicule,
Les nuits en satin blanc sont apaisantes,
Quand je vois le reflet de la lune dans tes yeux de saphir,
Et puis un jour, un peu plus âgés,
Là où il fait un peu plus chaud, où les arbres sont calmes,
Où tranquillité d’âme t’es offerte,
Où les pleurs sont de joies et non de bleu,
Alors que tu peins des couleurs et non des cicatrices,
Je reviens de l’école, où, dans l’après-midi,
Nos enfants ont appris à lire en choeur,
Quand tu les appelles par deux jolis noms,
Que tu as su si bien choisir,
Parce que, bon, moi, je suis nul en noms !
Viennent alors les vieux jours,
Nous sommes un peu plus lents, c’est bien normal,
Mais, dans des murmures d’écume,
Nous regardons ce dernier arc-en-ciel,
À deux, reflet du soleil et de la vie.
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Elicia White (Alizée)
Âge estimé à 395 ans || 28 octobre
Mesure 1 mètre 70
Duchesse || Immortelle
Née il y a plusieurs siècles au sein de la famille ducale White régnant sur ce que l'on appelle les « Terres du Nord » réputées pour leurs hivers rudes et longs, Elicia put avoir un début de vie agréable en compagnie de ses deux parents et de domestiques qu'elle considérait comme ses amis.
Se démarquant pour ses talents d'épéiste, elle suivit les pas de son père et devint commandante des troupes armées du duché à seulement dix-huit ans, recevant ainsi le devoir de protéger leurs terres des monstres démoniaques qui ne cessaient de pulluler depuis des dizaines d'années. En même temps, elle apprenait à gérer les relations sociales avec les autres duchés et familles nobles, soutenue par sa mère qui était connue pour toujours être au centre des cercles sociaux.
Elicia tomba aussi amoureuse durant cette période. C'est son bras droit et ami d'enfance, un chevalier de renom qui avait juré de la protéger au péril de sa propre vie, qui réussit à gagner son cœur. Entre les batailles contre les monstres, tous deux se voyaient très régulièrement pour entretenir leur relation. Ils apparaissaient également ensemble lors des événements organisés par d'autres nobles ou par le duc.
Sa vie fut complètement chamboulée par sa rencontre avec un démon, la nuit de ses 25 ans. Ce dernier se révélant être à l'origine des monstres qui pullulaient sur les terres du duché, il fit « don » à Elicia d'un véritable cadeau empoisonné pour la féliciter de ses exploits contre ses sbires : l'immortalité.
En un claquement de doigt et contre son gré, un pentagramme apparut dans sa nuque et prouva sa condamnation à voir ses êtres chers périr sans jamais pouvoir les rejoindre. Certains parmi les employés du Duché, notamment le majordome, le chef cuisinier, le jardinier et l’intendante, subirent également la malédiction en étant condamnés par le démon à la servir jusqu’à la fin des temps.
Ses parents, qui la firent duchesse en dépit de tout et qui ne cessèrent de chercher un moyen pour la libérer de sa malédiction, moururent les premiers. Ensuite, ce fut au tour de son premier amour, puis des domestiques qui n’avaient pas été maudits.. et ainsi de suite.
Au fil du temps, elle voyait ceux qui lui étaient chers changer jusqu'à leur trépas, tandis qu'elle restait toujours la même. Elle était aussi témoin de la peine de ceux qui étaient obligés de rester avec elle, bien qu’ils faisaient de leur mieux pour ne rien lui montrer, conscients qu’ils partageaient la même souffrance.
Fatiguée de ressentir de la culpabilité, ainsi que de la douleur et de la peine à chaque mort, elle prit la décision de ne plus jamais s'attacher à d'autres personnes, quelles qu'elles soient, et de garder ses distances avec elles. Malgré cela, elle ne peut s'empêcher de conserver une certaine attention pour les descendants de ses domestiques et pour ceux qui ont été obligés de rester à ses cotés à jamais.
Si Elicia était autrefois une jeune femme confiante, douce, pleine de vie et ambitieuse, elle n'est désormais plus que l’ombre d'elle-même. Froide, très solitaire, secrète et taciturne, il faudra s'armer de patience pour qu'elle daigne accorder plus de dix minutes de son attention avant de s'enfermer dans ses quartiers. On peut dire que ses émotions sont gelées dans un coin de son cœur brisé.
Le temps s'étant arrêté pour elle quand elle n'était encore que dans la vingtaine, elle a conservé une apparence jeune et belle. Elle possède une longue chevelure blanche comme la neige avec une mèche de cheveux couvrant la partie droite de son visage. Deux autres mèches, l'une plus courte que l'autre, encadrent également sa figure.
Ses yeux sont bleus et semblables à des saphirs, bien qu'ils soient vides d'émotions. Lors des pleines lunes, ils deviennent rubis, tels ceux des monstres contre lesquels elle ne cesse de se battre. Quand cela arrive, elle les dissimule derrière un bandeau noir décoré par un croissant de lune horizontal.
Comme chaque malédiction vient avec son lot d'inconvénients, elle est parfois prise de violentes crises de douleurs qui pourraient la faire hurler si elle ne s'y était pas habituée un tant soit peu. Elle a pour habitude de se cloîtrer dans ses appartements jusqu’à ce que cette douleur passe.. et serait d'ailleurs à la recherche d’un moyen de faire cesser ces insupportables crises.
Avec le temps, et pour n'éveiller aucun soupçon, Elicia s'est fait passer pour morte aux yeux de la société. Abandonnant son nom de naissance pour adopter le pseudonyme « Alizée », elle est devenue une véritable légende sur les champs de bataille. Ainsi, lorsqu'elle arrive pour éradiquer des démons, on ne l'appelle jamais par son véritable prénom.
Seuls ses domestiques ont le droit de l'appeler « Duchesse White » ou « Dame Elicia », lui rappelant ainsi sans cesse qui elle est réellement. Ils continuent également à compter les années qui s'écoulent pour elle, à sa demande.
• Univers medieval fantasy plutôt sombre.
• Plusieurs personnages secondaires (notamment ses domestiques) peuvent faire des apparitions.
• Je laisse la possibilité d'un jeu pendant la période "calme" de sa vie.
• Elicia était surnommée « Eli » par son premier amour.
• De petites adaptations peuvent être apportées après discussion.
• Recherches :
- Un autre immortel
→ Une première rencontre soit directement chez elle, soit sur le marché de la capitale, soit lors d'une bataille contre des monstres... Deux étrangers venant à partager le même secret, amenés pour une raison ou l'autre à cohabiter quelques temps. La patience sera de mise pour espérer en apprendre plus sur Elicia.
- Un membre de l'armée d'une contrée voisine.
→ Les Terres du Nord sont devenues très dangereuses à cause des apparitions de plus en plus fréquentes de monstres. La famille ducale White n'est plus censée exister, alors ce sont les dirigeants des terres voisines qui envoient leurs hommes en expédition pour protéger les habitants et libérer ces terres en danger. Quelle surprise sera-ce de découvrir qu'il y a bien une unique survivante de la famille White et que cette dernière veille sur les autres depuis plusieurs siècles, dans l'ombre ?
- Le démon qui lui a infligé sa malédiction
→ Un intérêt pour la duchesse qu'il ne prend pas la peine de dissimuler. Des visites régulières, au plus grand damne d'Elicia, des tentatives de séduction par n'importe quel moyen... Même utiliser son passé contre elle dans le but de la faire craquer n'est pas impossible pour un démon. Pire ennemi ou allié de choix, ce sera à l'avenir de déterminer ce qu'il deviendra aux yeux d'Elicia.
- Son premier amour
→ Un amour dans le passé avec son bras droit, avant qu'Elicia ne soit maudite. De la déclaration de leur amour à la fin de vie du chevalier, tant d'événements auront mouvementé leur vie commune. Guerres, politique, monstres démoniaques... Tout semble avoir été fait pour les séparer un jour.
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Le secret d’une lune de miel idyllique: cap sur la France
Ah, la lune de miel... ce moment unique, tout juste après le mariage, où la célébration de l'amour prend tout son sens. Vous cherchez l'endroit idéal pour célébrer votre mariage en France et entamer ce nouveau chapitre de votre vie en beauté? Nous avons la solution! Des côtes de la Bretagne aux châteaux de la Loire, en passant par la romantique ville de Paris, laissez-nous vous guider vers la lune de miel parfaite.
Paris, l'amour toujours
La Ville Lumière, avec ses rues pavées, ses bistrots chaleureux et ses monuments emblématiques, est la première étape de votre lune de miel. Quoi de plus romantique que de flâner main dans la main sur les quais de Seine, ou de partager un dîner aux chandelles avec vue sur la Tour Eiffel?
L'activité romantique : optez pour une croisière sur la Seine
Pour rendre votre lune de miel encore plus mémorable, envisagez une croisière nocturne sur la Seine. Les lumières scintillantes de la ville vous offriront un spectacle à couper le souffle.
La Côte d'Azur, entre glamour et nature
Après la ville, cap vers la mer Méditerranée. La Côte d'Azur, avec ses plages de sable fin et ses villages pittoresques, est une destination prisée pour une lune de miel. Vous serez émerveillés par le charme des villes comme Nice, Cannes ou Saint-Tropez.
Le truc à fair : louez un cabanon à Cassis
Pour une expérience vraiment authentique, optez pour un cabanon à Cassis, petit village de pêcheurs niché entre les calanques. Un véritable havre de paix pour célébrer votre mariage en France.
La vallée de la Loire, royaume des châteaux
Votre voyage de noces ne serait pas complet sans une visite de la Vallée de la Loire. Ses somptueux châteaux et ses vignobles réputés sont le cadre idéal pour des moments inoubliables.
L'idée géniale : prenez de la hauteur en montgolfière
Rien de plus romantique que de survoler les châteaux de la Loire en montgolfière. Une aventure inoubliable pour votre lune de miel!
A lire aussi : Où trouver une bague de fiançailles saphir, tourmaline ou tanzanite pas chère ?
L’Alsace, entre tradition et gastronomie
L’Alsace, avec ses maisons à colombages, ses vins délicieux et ses traditions, est un choix original pour une lune de miel pleine de charme. Strasbourg, Colmar ou les petits villages de la route des vins vous feront découvrir une autre facette de la France.
Bon plan : dégustez un kouglof
Ne manquez pas de goûter au kouglof, cette brioche traditionnelle alsacienne, symbole de partage et de générosité. Un plaisir gustatif à partager à deux!
Il ne vous reste plus qu'à faire votre choix et à préparer vos valises! Profitez pleinement de ces moments précieux et laissez-vous porter par la magie de votre lune de miel. Alors, prêtes à célébrer votre mariage en France?
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bague diamant bruxelles
Bonjour tout le monde. Aujourd’hui je voudrais vous parler des différentes bague diamant bruxelles que propose le bijoutier Vincent Nuyt. Il se situe en Belgique à Rixensart, mais peut également être contacté par mail ou téléphone. C’est un artisan joaillier et son équipe qui vous proposent différentes créations comme des bracelets, des boucles d’oreilles, des colliers, mais nous allons pour le moment nous intéresser seulement à leurs bague bruxelles .
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Ce bijoutier propose des bague de fiancaille bruxelles de luxe d’une qualité incomparable, avec différentes pierres précieuses comme le diamant, le saphir, ou le rubis. Mais également des bague diamant bruxelles avec des pierres semi-précieuses comme par exemple la citrine, la pierre de lune, l’opale, ou la tourmaline. Les bagues sont disponibles en or jaune, or rose, ou or blanc. Il y en a littéralement pour tous les goûts !
Voici quelques exemples de bague diamant bruxelles : la Nina en or rose ornée de diamants et avec un gros diamant, la Berger qui est en platine, et décorée d’un splendide diamant posé sur le dessus, ou l’Arabesques, une bague bruxelles avec des belles formes et ornée de petits diamants tout du long. Vincent Nuyt a aussi un talent pour les bague fiancaille sur mesure , et saura créer la bague de fiancaille bruxelles de vos rêves, à votre demande. Enfin, vous pourrez y trouver la bague de fiancaille bruxelles de votre vie dans cette bijouterie.
Si voulez une bague diamant bruxelles de luxe, vous savez où vous rendre !
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WARNING: Still quite NSFW, still involving butt stuff.
NOTE: This particular story is just about at its climax! This is it for the main story, and all that's left is a wee epilogue. It's been a long time coming, I know; I really have intended to keep up with regular posting, but life got in the way, over and over. Hopefully I can make up for it in the future.
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CHAPTER THIRTY
Extricating herself from Ai's backside had been a little trickier than Rise expected. When Ai warned her that she should definitely pick up the towel, she didn't want to think too much about why — but still did as she was told. Not much came out, but she agreed that it was better for it to land there than on their futons.
Once they had both cleaned up and the device had been left on the bathroom sink, they started making out again before they even achieved their beds. Ai's hand found its way between her thighs and she welcomed it, raising one leg up to let her hit all her spots as deeply and effectively as she possibly could. In the process, she could feel her cock getting harder up against her, but she didn't dare ask her to use it for nature's purpose; that was still a conversation they weren't quite finished with.
Didn't stop her from grabbing onto it and letting their motions jerk Ai, of course. There was a slight grunt when she was first touched but after that, her girlfriend returned her focus to both sets of her lips, worshipping her in a way that no one else ever had. She didn't want them to.
By the end of their intimate encounter, Rise had a great deal more of Ai's seed all over her chest and stomach. She supposed the insistence that it felt different made sense; if stroking her was how she sprayed seed, then assaulting her from the rear without stroking her was unlikely to produce the same result. Oh well.
"That was… amazing," she panted as they gazed at the ceiling, catching their breath.
"It was insane!" Swallowing hard, Ai rolled her neck to smile at her widely. "Holy shit, babe… you took care of me. I mean, not that I doubted you, I just… wow."
Rolling onto her side, she grinned at Ai with sparkling eyes. "So much for us not being each other's firsts."
"Fuck off, God. You don't have to keep making me eat my own words. So rude." But the bashful smile gave her away, and they shared a quick kiss.
"So it was really good? In your butt? I mean, it would be okay if it was just new and you liked trying it out. I just wanna make sure I'm listening to your needs and not just doing what I think is interesting or f-"
"GIRL. I came so hard, are you fucking kidding?!" Seeing Rise bite her lip nervously, she reached up and caressed over her cheek and neck, prompting a shiver. "You did amazing. We, uh… we can't do that every time, I think I'd lose my goddamn mind. But I want it again."
Her face lit up so bright. "Really?!"
"Definitely. I never thought…" She shrugged awkwardly. "I mean, like I said, I always knew that would be where Narukami would plant his flag, I just didn't expect to love it like I do. Am I a butt slut now?"
"I… I didn't even know that was a thing," she found herself laughing. "But if any girl is allowed to want it in the ass, it's girls like you, right? It's not even fair to say it's weird for you like it would be for me."
Ai squinted as she thought that over, pulling Rise in closer so they could cuddle. "Mmm, I dunno if I agree with all that logic, but I appreciate it. And I wouldn't judge you for wanting it in the ass, either, just to get that straight."
"Oh, I don't know. I've never really thought about it, but I don't think… it couldn't feel as good as it does up front, so what's the point?"
"Hmm…"
"What?" She saw the sly expression on Ai's face and raised an eyebrow. "You're plotting something."
"Yeah. Plotting how to get into your ass." Then she held up a hand before Rise could even finish the loud gasp she inevitably made. "As an option, don't think I'm married to it. But if you can literally go down on mine, there's no reason I can't at least mess around down there."
Shaking her head, she struggled onto her hands and knees with some effort. She was tired; mostly because it was late, but getting both herself and her girlfriend off certainly didn't help. "Oh yeah? Well, hey, no time like the present!"
"No time like the preMMPH?!"
Honestly, Ai should have expected her to sit on her face; Rise thought so, anyway. "Take your time!" she called back in a sing-song, resisting the temptation to giggle.
She instantly regretted it when she felt a tongue against somewhere she had never anticipated feeling one a few seconds later. No hesitation; she just went for it! People really did this? She now knew that it wasn't as bad as it seemed, of course, but she still didn't have the slightest clue how she should feel about having that licked. It was… kind of nice, in a way, and bizarre, and uncomfortable, all at once. But she couldn't pretend she hated it.
"Well?" asked a very muffled voice from behind her.
"I-it's, um… I dunno? Very strange." She swallowed down her anxiety and said, "You can do it again if you want; I'm completely fine. Just, um, like, you don't have to push yourself to if yWHOA that is so weird! Ebi-chan!"
The longer Ai spent working on her ass, the less she hated it. Not that she would ever prefer this to having her pay attention around the front; far from it. But it was almost relaxing, in a weird way; even though that tongue tip trying to poke in past her defenses caused her anxiety spikes, knowing this wasn't really dangerous made her release the spikes with almost zero hesitation and go back to enjoying the world's most bizarre massage.
Minutes passed. By the time Ai drew back, she had no idea how long it had been exactly; only that she had been into it enough that she didn't care how long they kept going. When she felt the tongue had gone, she giggled a little and looked over her shoulder, "Tired, baby?"
"Mmm, nah. I just didn't know if I was going… too long." She caressed her thigh and cheek tenderly. "I could handle that. Like, it was a little harder than tongue-bathing you up front, but it could be easier if we practiced."
"Really, it was harder? Why?"
"Well, you were clenching at first."
"I was?!"
Chuckling, she kissed the other ass cheek, and that time Rise felt herself clench; she definitely had been. "Yep. But you relaxed after a while. Then it was just that my tongue started to get tired."
"Ohhh, I see. But I guess you didn't hate it too much."
"Guess not." But when she felt Rise playfully poke her firm length, she sighed. "Again, my fucking red flag waving. I can't catch a break."
"Nope," she giggled. "Does she wanna pick up where your tongue left off?"
"NO. Oh my g- I definitely wouldn't wanna… I mean, you're not ready. I'm not even ready for your pussy! But… maybe, kinda."
Rise felt her shoulders hunch instinctively. "Y-you're right, I'm not ready for any of it, either. Not really. I was just curious how you felt; I really do tease you too much, I guess."
What she did do instead was lean down to take that semi into her mouth. A little hum of interest caressed over her nethers as she started to bob her head up and down. "Rise! Nnhh, don't…!"
"Why not?" she asked when she had pulled off, smacking her lips as she enjoyed her girlfriend's heady flavour. Had she actually started to miss that in the interim?
"It's really sensitive… I…" She cleared her throat, kissing the inside of Rise's thigh. "I think I'm overstimulated. Even though I kinda want it, I don't know…"
"Well…" Rise pushed the very tip of her tongue against the tip of her lover, moving it from side to side to toy with the teensy little slit. The moan was instantaneous. "It's hard to resist when you sound so good back there. But I will resist, if it's what you really want."
Voice full of shame, she bleated, "Goooood, NO! Mmhhh… you make me so hot all the time, you dumb bitch! I cannot stand you!" Yet her hips thrust into the air, trying to chase that playful mouth.
Might as well let her catch.
This time, Ai only lasted a minute or two before she came. Most of the blame lay in how oversensitive she was from the last two climaxes, of course, but Rise's finger playing with her ass at the very end certainly drove her over the edge. She also had to wonder if continuing to stay seated on her face helped things along. Ai certainly wasn't shy about keeping up those attentions; probably just for revenge, but since Rise only found the tongue-bath pleasant rather than overwhelmingly sensual, she didn't mind at all. Just enjoyed the ride.
"Okay, now we really… gotta stop!" Ai panted weakly, unable to move at all.
"Yeah… I… yeah." Rise's clit was burning to be touched again, but she had made a choice to ignore that. Neither of them had a shred of energy left to worry about that, so why bring it up? "Good… I… it was fun, but… mmhhh…"
"You're fun." She managed to move her hand down to grasp Rise's, and she squeezed back gratefully. "Shit… you're going to… ruin me, wow…"
"Me, too… I really… you know how to… w-with your mouth…"
"Eat ass? Yeah… I guess I… learned it from you?" They both shared a laugh.
"Guess so." Licking her lips, which still lingered with the forbidden flavour, she turned aside to kiss the little mole near her girlfriend's hip. "I love you… so much…"
At first, she just heard a quiet hum. She had begun to think for sure that Ai was falling asleep. But then she whispered, "Love you, too, bitch."
They definitely weren't getting up anytime soon.
~ o ~
The rest of the vacation seemed to scream past at lightspeed. Children's Day arrived, and they were heading back to Inaba. Everybody was well-rested and thrilled at having been able to see sights and sounds of somewhere other than that sleepy little town. Yukiko seemed to be most excited about bringing notes on another inn to her parents, but her spirits were as high as anyone else's. Kanji and Chie seemed most excited to get back home. Yosuke was mostly just pouting that he never managed to snag a hot chick's number, but opened himself up to ridicule with that lamentation.
"Guess the girls in Okinawa have the same good taste as the ones back home," Chie laughed as their train bumped along the tracks.
"Wow, jerk," he grumped as he pouted at her. He had been glum most of the trip, or so Rise couldn't help thinking. Maybe it was the lack of female attention; maybe it was something else. Either way, she wished she could do something to help but that definitely did not include actually going out with him. Really, even if she wasn't attached, he was far from her type; she had only flirted with him a few times for sport.
Maybe she was always a bitch and had just been in denial. Should she embrace it?
"It feels like the school year is about to pounce on us," Chie sighed as she redoubled her grip on the overhead strap.
"Mm," Yukiko said. "We are going to have to study harder than ever, and entrance exams will be soon…"
Teddie pouted, looking down at his knees. "Aww, I wanna take exams!"
"Why?" Kanji grunted in annoyance.
"Because everybody else is doing it! I don't want to be the only bear left out!"
Ai leaned over to her girlfriend and whispered, "Why does this dude keep saying 'bear' so often? It's weird." Rise pretended not to hear the question.
"So…"
When Naoto didn't finish that thought, everyone exchanged glances before Yukiko turned back to look at her. "So…?"
"I, um… this is probably not an especially sound venue for this announcement. But I've been giving it a lot of thought; the fortune teller in the Makishi market prompted me toward stating this more firmly. Well, and other recent conversations."
Again, they waited, but Naoto was staring out the window and watching the Japanese countryside flash past with a pensive expression. They all thought they were in the same boat… until Kanji stepped toward her and took her hand, squeezing it gently.
"Hey. You know they're cool; nothin' to worry about."
"Oh!" Rise gasped with a little bounce. "I knew it, I knew it! You are a thing!"
"Huh? No way!" he burst out in embarrassment. It always struck her as especially cute when the hulking tower of a boy blushed that way. "Quit getting ahead of yourself, bitch!"
"Excuse me?!"
"It's alright," Naoto headed Kanji off before he could either apologise or double down on the insult. Instantly, he looked chagrined enough that Rise refocused back on the one making whatever announcement it would turn out to be. "It's a natural guess, Tatsumi. Please keep your mind on the important matters. I…" Another lapse into anxious silence. Even though Naoto wasn't fidgeting much, it was still more than usual — and stood out to her friends.
"They're ready," Ai told her firmly. In a tone that almost suggested she already knew what she was going to say.
"Are they?" She sighed, then nodded resolutely. "They are. These past days have proven they are; thank you."
"Wait, what's this now?!" Chie burst out, glancing between the two of them. "You two been keeping secrets? SO not cool! What are all of us, chopped liver?!"
"Ebihara-senpai didn't need to have foreknowledge. She understands this matter intimately." Naoto didn't waste any more time before blurting out, "I am a detective prince. Not a princess. Please treat me accordingly."
Which didn't clear up enough. "Huh?" Yosuke burst out with a raised eyebrow.
"She's a dude, dude," Ai said bluntly. But her face betrayed she wasn't nearly so cavalier about this situation; there was a sort of fierce pride etched into her noble features as she watched Naoto try not to quail under the stares from their friends. Rise was beginning to get it; her girlfriend felt like she had someone who really could understand her now. That made her wonder if she had ever known any other trans women — or men? That was an interesting notion she just hadn't really considered, that there must be boys out there in the same situation as girls like Ai and Erica. Interesting.
"What are you talking about? That was just like, a stunt to make it onto the police force or whatever."
But Naoto wasn't going to let that slide — not now that she- he had gone through all the trouble of confronting the situation. "It wasn't. I have never really felt comfortable in female clothing, or having female societal conventions expected of me. While I respect women and consider them to be the superior gender in a lot of ways, I… simply don't see myself as one. Never have. So I would appreciate it if you could return to referring to me as 'he' and 'him' as you did when we first met."
As the detective prince took a small bow of appreciation for their listening to him come out, Yukiko and Chie exchanged mystified glances. Yosuke scratched the back of his head. Teddie just looked politely interested but blissfully ignorant, as usual. Rise was much more fascinated by the way Kanji was smiling so softly at Naoto. This was a problem, though, wasn't it?
"So… so you aren't dating?" she asked him very quietly.
"Huh? Oh… nah, not…" He cleared his throat. "I still like him and all, but uh… I dunno. It's weird."
"Kanji, are… you gay after all?" Yukiko asked. Her question may have had all the grace of a baseball bat to the forehead, but her tone was certainly cautious and delicate as it ever was.
"What?! Hey, this ain't about me! Alright? Naoto's tryin' ta tell you guys somethin' important, so fuckin' listen to him! Or I'll pound ya!"
"You lay a finger on Yukiko and you'll have somethin' new to worry about," Chie snapped immediately, putting herself between the two of them. Kanji just growled, and soon they were forehead to forehead, snarling at each other like rabid dogs.
"Down, boy," Ai sighed as she tugged Chie's collar backward. Rise tried to suppress a giggle at which one she had called 'boy'. "And girl." Oh — maybe she was just talking to both of them. "You two are so overprotective you're gonna create fights that don't need to happen. Jesus, it's a miracle this little friend group of yours hasn't already imploded."
"Hey, we're made of tougher stuff than that," Yosuke scoffed. "Like, I still don't get the point of trying to swap genders or whatever, but it doesn't mean you're not friends. Just like those two yelling doesn't make them not friends; just like Yu moving away doesn't mean he's not our friend."
"Huh. Well I guess I'm no expert in friendships, so I'll have to defer to your expertise."
Slinging an arm around her girlfriend's neck, Rise giggled and said, "We'll teach you! I mean, some of us are pretty new to it, too, but we've got a few months of experience on you; might as well show you what we learned."
"I'm not new to it," Chie scoffed.
"Nor am I," Yukiko said reasonably. "But that just means we can help Ebihara-san more, doesn't it?"
Pouting a little, she muttered, "Well… y-yeah, that's true. And I do want to, I… guess."
"You guess, huh?"
"N-no, that's not what I- come on, cut me some slack! All this new stuff is very confusing for me!" Ai chuckled a little at her expense, so Chie shoved her. "SHUT UP!"
"Look, look!" Yosuke interrupted before they could really start slap-fighting. "Inaba's coming up!"
Every single one of them leaned in to press their faces against the window; their car had emptied out just enough that it was possible. Rise couldn't help feeling her heart leap at the familiar sight. Even though at one point, she had wondered whether or not she would ever return to her hometown, her grandmother had drawn her back there. A lot more than family was drawing her this time.
Well, it was family. Some of the members were just newly attained.
"Can't wait to get home and sleep in my own bed," Kanji sighed, stretching and cracking his back.
"Sounds about right, old man," Rise giggled.
"HEY! I'm younger than you!"
"No you're not! We're the same age — except we're not, cuz you're older!"
When she even stuck her tongue out at him, he got so much more steamed — but a single touch from Naoto brought him under control. "Hmph. You get a pass cuz you're a chick. I'd clean your clock if you were a dude."
"I'd like to see you try," she teased. But the threat had passed, regardless.
"I'll be so happy to be home," Yukiko breathed, taking Chie's hand and squeezing tightly as they got closer and closer to the end of the line. "I've missed our room." Nobody called her out on saying 'our room', as conspicuous as that was; they were all a lot more comfortable with how close they had become than they once were. Even if some of them remained blissfully ignorant.
Speaking of which… with a start, Rise leaned closer to Chie so she could whisper, "By the way, before we split up, um… I have a package for you."
"Huh? What kinda package?"
"A package-package. Trust me, it's something you and Yuki-chan are really gonna love. I just don't wanna forget! And you can pay me back whenever."
Completely confounded, Chie just shrugged and smiled, telling her, "Thanks, I guess. I'm sure we'll love whatever it is, totally."
"Anytime."
"Softie," Ai chuckled under her breath as she moved closer to Rise. "But I guess that's what I love about you, so who am I complaining to? Myself?"
"Exactly; don't be mean to yourself. Just… be mine."
"Hmm… I can handle that, I guess. Sap."
As she slipped an arm around Ai's shoulders, Rise tried not to cry. Everything had gone a lot better than she feared. Her phone kept vibrating, and she knew it was her agent, and she absolutely could not care about that in the slightest. Her whole life was ahead of her; she could figure it all out in due time.
They would figure it out. Together — the way they were strongest.
To Be CONCLUDED…
#We'll Face Ourselves#saphir de lune#rise x ai#forkanna writes#persona 4 fanfiction#p4 fanfic#jess the writer
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créateur bijoux bruxelles
Salut à tous, aujourd’hui j’ai envie de vous parler de mon créateur bijou bruxelles préféré. C’est un artisan joaillier de luxe qui offre toutes sortes de services. Il se prénomme Vincent Nuyt, et se fait aider de son équipe pour procéder.
Tout d’abord, ce créateur bijou bruxelles fait ses propres créations de bijoux, et propose essentiellement des bagues, des bracelets, des colliers ou des boucles d’oreilles. Ses créations peuvent être en or rose, or jaune, ou or blanc. Ceux-ci peuvent être basiques, ou ornés d’une grande variété de pierres précieuses comme le diamant, ou le saphir, le rubis, le grenat, l'opale, la tourmaline, le topaze, ou la pierre de lune par exemple.
Ce créateur bijoux bruxelles vous soumet toutes sortes de services, comme par exemple l’entretien et la restauration de vos bijoux c’est-à-dire leur nettoyage, leur réparation ou remise à neuf, le rachat de vos vieux bijoux car ils sont conscients de l’importance du recyclage, le perçage d’oreilles…
Le créateur bijou bruxelles Vincent Nuyt propose un large choix de bijoux sur son site, que vous pouvez choisir par rapport à vos goûts. Mais, celui-ci propose également des créations sur mesure ! C’est à vous de lui demander ce que vous souhaiterais dans le détail, votre budget, Vous pouvez faire confiance à ce créateur bijou bruxelles , qui écoutera vos exigences et les reproduira le plus parfaitement possible grâce à l’équipe talentueuse d’artisans joailliers qui l’entoure.
Vous pouvez leur rendre visite quand vous voulez, avec ou sans rendez-vous. Ils se situent à 38 avenue de Mérode, à Rixensart en Belgique. Mais si vous n’êtes pas de la région, vous pouvez toujours contacter ce créateur bijou bruxelles par mail ou par téléphone. Croyez-moi, vous ne regretterez pas !
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L’Épouse de l’Agneau: la nouvelle Jérusalem (Rév 9-27)
Commentaire 11 octobre 2022:
La nouvelle Jérusalem est construite par Dieu. Et on voit déjà une grande différence avec les villes historiques de ce monde qui ont été construites par les esclaves. Le plus important, le flambeau de cette ville est l’Agneau qui sera toujours avec nous. Le tiraillement qui existe dans ce monde ci, entre les choses du monde et les choses de Dieu ne sera plus. Satan ne pourra plus venir tenter l’homme, car il a été définitivement vaincu. C’est une nouvelle béatitude éternelle qui est la nouvelle réalité. L’ancien monde étant définitivement passé.
Résumé:
1- Un des 7 anges lui montre qui est l’épouse de l’Agneau. Il lui montra la Jérusalem qui descendait du ciel d’auprès de Dieu. (v9,10)
2- Description de la Jérusalem. (v11-21)
3- Je ne vis point de temple dans la ville car Dieu est son temple ainsi que l’Agneau. (v22)
4- La ville n’a ni besoin du soleil et de la lune, car c’est Dieu qui l’éclaire. (v23)
5- Les nations marcheront à sa lumière et ses portes ne se fermeront point. (v24-26)
6- Il n’entrera que ceux qui sont écrits dans le livre de l’Agneau. (v27)
Révélations 21:9-27 Puis un des sept anges qui tenaient les sept coupes remplies des sept derniers fléaux vint, et il m'adressa la parole, en disant: Viens, je te montrerai l'épouse, la femme de l'agneau. 10 Et il me transporta en esprit sur une grande et haute montagne. Et il me montra la ville sainte, Jérusalem, qui descendait du ciel d'auprès de Dieu, ayant la gloire de Dieu. 11 Son éclat était semblable à celui d'une pierre très précieuse, d'une pierre de jaspe transparente comme du cristal. 12 Elle avait une grande et haute muraille. Elle avait douze portes, et sur les portes douze anges, et des noms écrits, ceux des douze tribus des fils d'Israël: 13 à l'orient trois portes, au nord trois portes, au midi trois portes, et à l'occident trois portes. 14 La muraille de la ville avait douze fondements, et sur eux les douze noms des douze apôtres de l'agneau. 15 Celui qui me parlait avait pour mesure un roseau d'or, afin de mesurer la ville, ses portes et sa muraille. 16 La ville avait la forme d'un carré, et sa longueur était égale à sa largeur. Il mesura la ville avec le roseau, et trouva douze mille stades; la longueur, la largeur et la hauteur en étaient égales. 17 Il mesura la muraille, et trouva cent quarante-quatre coudées, mesure d'homme, qui était celle de l'ange. 18 La muraille était construite en jaspe, et la ville était d'or pur, semblable à du verre pur. 19 Les fondements de la muraille de la ville étaient ornés de pierres précieuses de toute espèce: le premier fondement était de jaspe, le second de saphir, le troisième de calcédoine, le quatrième d'émeraude,
20 le cinquième de sardonyx, le sixième de sardoine, le septième de chrysolithe, le huitième de béryl, le neuvième de topaze, le dixième de chrysoprase, le onzième d'hyacinthe, le douzième d'améthyste. 21 Les douze portes étaient douze perles; chaque porte était d'une seule perle. La place de la ville était d'or pur, comme du verre transparent. 22 Je ne vis point de temple dans la ville; car le Seigneur Dieu tout puissant est son temple, ainsi que l'agneau. 23 La ville n’a besoin ni du soleil ni de la lune pour l’éclairer; car la gloire de Dieu l'éclaire, et l'agneau est son flambeau. 24 Les nations marcheront à sa lumière, et les rois de la terre y apporteront leur gloire. 25 Ses portes ne se fermeront point le jour, car là il n'y aura point de nuit. 26 On y apportera la gloire et l'honneur des nations. 27 Il n'entrera chez elle rien de souillé, ni personne qui se livre à l'abomination et au mensonge; il n'entrera que ceux qui sont écrits dans le livre de vie de l'agneau.
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La Princesse Et Le Minotaure (extrait)
Les couloirs du château de Venyh étaient à peine éclairés par les rayons de lune qui daignaient traverser les vitres. Des pas furtifs estompés par l'épaisseur des tapis traversaient ces mêmes couloirs. On distinguait la robe d'une servante et le comportement s'y prêtait ; tête baissée et discrétion. Les deux soldats qui gardaient l'aile de la princesse ne portèrent pas même un regard à cette silhouette chétive. Pourtant, à y regarder de plus prêt, une cascade dorée encadrant ce visage qui portait une paire de saphirs étincelants, une peau opaline qui semblait n'avoir jamais vu le soleil et une petitesse malgré son âge avancé étaient bien les traits de la princesse Aria elle-même.
Elle qui n'avait que très peu de liberté avait trouvé le moyen de s'évader chaque nuit. Son escapade dangereuse l'amena à l'autre bout du château jusqu'à la porte Est du donjon. Pas un garde pour la surveiller, rien qu'un cadenas. La jeune femme posa une main dessus, récita une incantation qui déverrouilla le mécanisme sans effort. Personne sain d'esprit n'irait s'aventurer dans le donjon, personne à part la princesse mais ça, nul ne le savait.
Cette porte donnait sur un long escalier en colimaçon. Cet accès au donjon n'était pas le seul, mais si peu utilisé que dès l'instant où la porte se referma derrière elle, sa robe lui tomba sur les chevilles, la laissant entièrement nue. Aria abandonna le vêtement derrière elle, il n'allait pas s'enfuir de toute manière.
Chaque marche la rapprochait un peu plus de son échappatoire quotidien. L'estomac retourné par l'excitation, son intimité travaillait déjà et pourtant rien ne pouvait en couler sans une grande stimulation. Un tissu rectangulaire blanc scellait sa vulve par un enchantement qui la préservait pour son futur époux.
Son excitation était si grande lorsqu'elle atteignit le bas de cet escalier interminable que déjà sa mouille parvenait à perler à travers le tissu. L'air y était plus chaleureux qu'à la surface. Aria poussa une seconde porte qui débouchait sur une section du donjon. Les murs taillé dans la roche sous le château se hissaient sur une dizaine de mètres de haut laissant imaginer le genre de créature que la reine de Venyh, tante d'Aria, pouvait y enfermer. On n'y trouvait qu'une seule cellule dans cette section du donjon.
Dès qu'Aria dépassait une torche, celle-ci s'allumait sans qu'elle ait besoin d'user d'incantations.
« Tu m'as manqué. » souffla-t-elle en approchant l'unique cellule.
Celle-ci était fermée par une grille épaisse en acier dont les carreaux pouvaient laisser passer le bras d'un homme de carrure imposante mais rien de plus gros. Un grondement profond suivi d'un souffle nasal lui parvinrent en retour de sa déclaration. Aria pressa son corps contre la grille, à en faire dépasser ses seins de l'autre côté. Aucune peur ne se manifesta sur son visage alors qu'elle zieutait la silhouette titanesque qui sortait de la pénombre. Au contraire, c'était un peu de peine qui se lisait dans ses orbes, face à cette cruauté.
Son ami monstrueux atteignait quasiment trois mètres de haut lorsqu'il se tenait debout, couvert d'un pelage noir de jet, des cornes doubles comme celles d'un diables, un torse d'aspect humain plus large qu'un ours, les jambes d'une créatures avec des sabots aussi gros de le crâne d'Aria et le visage d'un taureau, une gueule immense avec une langue noire, longue et large comme l'avant bras d'un homme et qui s'affinait jusqu'à ne pas être plus gros qu'un pouce. Ses mains gigantesques pouvaient aisément saisir chacune le crâne d'un homme et l'écraser tout aussi facilement. Malgré le pelage, on devinait sa musculature impressionnante, chaque muscle se distinguait des autres.
Le regard d'Aria tomba sur le sexe de la bête qui gonflait et sentit son propre organe pulser. Le pénis du minotaur dépassait l'entendement. Son envergure et sa forme étaient celles d'un monstre. Ce qu'il était. Et pourtant Aria passait ses bras à travers la grille pour prendre en coupe le visage de la bête. Le sien de visage demeurait face à un carré de la grille, son nez et menton dépassant du côté du Minotaure.
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HABLA NARCISO
¡Tristes lirios hermanos! perezco de belleza
por desear en vuestra carne mi desnudo.
¡Y a vosotras hidríades, ninfas de las fuentes,
mi llanto vano ofrezco en el puro silencio!
Me escucha la quietud que reza mi esperanza.
De voz mudan las fuentes y cantan la tarde,
oigo crecer en sombras las briznas de plata,
y la pérfida luna su espejo remonta
al recóndito centro de la extinta fuente.
¡Y yo sobre las juncias mis miembros extiendo
—¡ay safir!— por aciaga belleza desmarridos!
Ya no conozco amor sino el del agua maga
donde olvidé la risa y el antiguo arrebol.
Tu claridad deploro de fatal pureza,
fuente que con ternura mis brazos encierran,
donde en azul mortífero bebieron los ojos
mi trasunto ceñido de húmeda guirnalda. [...]
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NARCISSE PARLE
O frères! tristes lys, je languis de beauté
Pour m’être désiré dans votre nudité,
Et vers vous, Nymphes! nymphes, nymphes des fontaines
Je viens au pur silence offrir mes larmes vaines.
Un grand calme m’écoute, où j’écoute l’espoir.
La voix des sources change et me parle du soir;
J’entends l’herbe d’argent grandir dans l’ombre sainte,
Et la lune perfide élève son miroir
Jusque dans les secrets de la fontaine éteinte.
Et moi! de tout mon corps dans ces roseaux jeté,
Je languis, ô saphir, par ma triste beauté!
Je ne sais plus aimer que l’eau magicienne
Où j’oubliai le rire et la rose ancienne.
Que je déplore ton éclat fatal et pur,
Si mollement de moi fontaine environnée,
Où puisèrent mes yeux dans un mortel azur
Mon image de fleurs humides couronnée. [...]
Paul Valéry
di-versión©ochoislas
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Ma pierre de lune
Ma pierre de lune
Accoudée sur le chevet de la nuit
je dore d’argent tes longs cheveux
courant le long du lit
et je dors de plomb sur ton épaule
bercée par des flots paix d’aime rode
que ton souffle serpentine
jusqu’à l’ambre de mon cœur
A mon saphir
jais alors le désir de t’adorer
autant que puissent amants
et de semer des grenats roses
au doux parfum de gemmes
pour que plus jamais tu ne te fasses âme…
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