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Rin

Quote from: Saber
She nodded and said, "She is an acquaintance of mine and one of the protectors of Nexus City.  I will warn you she may appear . . . stressed and any sarcasm or snide remarks are not directed at you.  That is just how she deals with things.  Reminiscent of Archer, but less abrasive at first."
There was a bit of sadness in Rin's features at the mention of her former Servant's name. Not that she entirely understood why. It wasn't like she was angry at the selfishly selfless asshole for sacrificing his life and arm so Emiya-kun could be happy with Sakura. It's not like she missed him or anything. Or his tea. Or how he cleaned the house. Or his snide remarks. Or how he made that house that didn't let anyone in or out feel a bit less lonely.

Nope, didn't feel a thing! Totally, not at all!

Besides. What had been done had been done. Dwelling on it wouldn't change the fact he was gone. And she had a good strong start as a magus. She had a bright future with one of the most powerful magi in all of history as her teacher. She had it good. Even if had lost more than one person dear to her over her lifetime, she was still in charge of her whole world. Not even grief or loss could change that.

So Rin put on a faint grin. Even if the falsehood still slipped through a bit, it was still pretty good work. "I'll be fine. I could handle Archer after all, so I'm not too worried. Besides, who knows. Maybe I'll get her good side!"

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Rin
Rin stared unblinking at the strange man as he went on and on and on. While it's possible he was just from a completely different dimension where things were a lot different, well...

What's with this guy. What's he even talking about?!

"Eh heh..." Rin just gave him as much of a smile as she could manage. It wasn't exactly one of her best attempts. But then the circumstances were a bit more... difficult this time. It was taking up part of her restraint, after all, not just to say something snarky.

She turned back to Saber, wanting to avoid that awkwardness as much as she could.

Quote from: Saber
Saber took a deep breath and opened her phone.  "She should have been here by now."

Thankful for the opportunity to focus on something that wasn't High Inquisitor Weirdo, Rin took the chance to speak up before Saber made her call.

"Who's 'she?'"

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Meanwhile I'm just waiting for Elf to take her turn, who's waiting for Kaze to post I think?

EDIT: Aaannd I'm an idiot and didn't check IC first. Nevermind! Though I guess maybe she's waiting for that group to get over to where Saber, Rin, Tar, and Grendel are maybe? I should probably just wait for her to confirm instead of putting words in her mouth. ^^"

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Quote from: Forest
N-No, there's nothing to forgive! You didn't do anything wrong, and its my fault.  I should have said or done something first, the blond replied as Tom continued his teasing.
No, no, you are not to blame. Once you're ready to be untied, you can play with that part of me as you will.

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His thumb brushed against that hyper-sensitive point at the apex of her folds and she gasped, her hips arching towards his questing fingers.

There.  Right there!  T-that spot, it's . . . really important and just . . .
Tom caught on immediately. He focused his caresses on that area, while his other hand started massaging her other breast. His head went down to the breast his hand had left, and he began lathing and gently biting at her bright pink nipple.

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Tom

Tom didn't stop what he was doing, his fingers continuing their dance, his teeth and lips and tongue tasting her and taunting her. But did withdraw his wrist, using it to start playing with her breasts. Heat went to his cheeks.

He spoke to her through their connection, even his mental voice coarse and thick from passion. My... My mistake then, forgive me. If you change your mind, however... As for the other. I am more than happy to oblige you, but... hmm, how to do this when you are tied... Would you like to be untied now so you can suck on me, or wait a bit longer?

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Rin
Quote from: Saber
"Rin, could you perhaps try to track him with thaumaturgy?"
Rin frowned. "Since they didn't leave any trace of prana, I can't make any guarantees. But I'll try. I'd make sure your forensics people or whatever you call them to look it over first though. There's a chance I could disrupt something."

Saber turned to another man. One that Rin hadn't noticed before, odd.

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"Or you, do you not have sorcery of your own?"

"Whoever you are, if you do have magic that can somehow track from the pools of blood or something like that, that'd be useful. Not that I have any idea who you are or what you can do, soooo..."

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Consider your desires granted... well, most of them for now, at least.

He strengthened their telepathic connection so they could feel each other's pleasure in addition to their own while he continued toying with her folds with his fingers, his lips moving from her mouth to her chin, to her neck. He bit her and kissed her more roughly than last time, his own desire mounting. While biting her neck though, something dawned on him...

His free hand moved from caressing her skin to her mouth, positioned so his wrist was on her mouth. Perhaps I found a solution after all. I could withstand some blood being drained. He went back to kissing her, his kisses trailing down her and up her, his fingers still playing with her folds, his wrist waiting for her choice of action.

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His eyes wandered down to her now parted legs, his work plainly visible and leaking from her. It was... oddly beautiful in its own way, the crimson and white staining the gold and pink. A sort of smug satisfaction filled him, but at the same time... Seeing that made him want her even more.

"A fine mess indeed. Except most messes are not so pleasing to the eye."

With that, he could wait no longer. His lips crashed against hers, ravenous, needy, while his hands began caressing her frame, wandering down and massaging her thighs, a couple of fingers sliding into her core. Tom was normally rather obsessive about his cleanliness, but the blood and seed and lust against his fingers? Didn't bother him at all. Instead he kept moving them in and out, in and out, teasing her while his free hand wandered back up her body, his kisses continuing all the while.

Then he heard something.

Tom turned towards Time, feeling far less charitable this time. But he was still feeling some mercy. His free hand left Forest's side for a moment, tossing the poor peeking tom back out into the bar before shutting the door a bit more violently than he probably needed to.

With that done, he returned to what he had been doing before.

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He nodded and untied the scarf. He positioned her so her head could rest comfortably, but so there wouldn't be too much strain on her arms. He retied the scarf around her wrists, this time to the bed, at about the same strength as before.

Satisfied with his work, he looked down at Forest to see if she was satisfied. His heart began to beat more rapidly as he found his eyes wandering across her exposed frame. He wanted her. No, he needed her. But... he had to restrain himself for now, he had to make sure she was ready for this.

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Nodding, he gently tied her wrists with his scarf. It was tight enough so the knot wouldn't just come undone with little effort, but loose enough that Forest could easily get out of it without damaging the cloth. Tom knew full well that the scarf wasn't enough to contain her, after all. ...He just happened to like that scarf and prefered it not to be torn if possible.

Then he realized something. "Erm, would you like to be tied to the bed post, or would you like to be loose, like this?"

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"Then it is decided."

Before Tom could pull out of her to start getting ready for the next round, however, a familiar face poked into their room. ...It was fortunate for Time that it wasn't during the middle of intercourse, but Tom was still feeling a bit resentful.

The psychic gave the poor man a rather nasty glare indeed, but the intruder staggered out too quickly for Tom to try doing anything in response.

With a sigh, he pulled out of Forest, and reached for the scarf. "Hopefully that will be the last interruption." He looked down at the scarf and then looked back up at Forest, still blushing faintly. "So, erm... where would you rather be tied, your wrists or your ankles?"

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Her hand stroking his back started calming him down, but the kiss made him blush a bit more.

"Well, it would be up to you really. I'm certainly open for more experimentation in this area. A-assuming you would be fine with it of course. After all, even if I already, er... released as it were, I could probably go for another round or even several. I-tt would be what you are comfortable with, however."

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He smiled for a moment at the returned embrace before his embarrassment creeped back up on him.

"W-well, would you be want to try it? Or have you had enough for now?"

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He arched into her hand as she stroked his back, but his blush did not waver as she teased him.

"Well, only if you would like me to. I mean, it's not fun if you don't want to, er, I mean..."

He found himself looking away, still feeling ashamed, his eyes falling on the discarded scarf still on the bed.

"I do have my scarf here if you are into that sort of thing."

He hugged her tighter, then blushed even harder after realising that he had done so. He also noted that he hadn't pulled out of her yet. ...But to be perfectly honest, he couldn't bring himself to mind that part.

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Tom
Tom's eyes widened at her reply. He found that he had placed his head on her shoulder, and that his face felt like it was on fire. The feral wildness that had possessed him so readily backed away rather quickly as his senses took the chance to take over again.

"N-no, of course not. W-what I meant was-" Without realizing it, he found himself hugging her in his embarrassment. After all, he of all people knew that being considered a possession was a terrible thing. He had messed up greatly, it seemed.

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