Dice Our Shenanigans

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Christine squeed at the sight of the ring on Moss’ fin and she ran up to Isa to demand to see his ring too. The redhead simply snorted as he showed it off nonchalantly; the merman can see him secretly smiling warm as Christine screamed again.

The trio Loki followers watched Moss jump up to see the village, Poppy and Christine gasped in surprise while Isa smiled happily. He chuckled from the merman’s eagerness, squeezing his hand back. “Okay.” As they made their way to the Sect, the redhead talked about his hometown. “We like to celebrate the seasonal solstices with festivals. Drinks, foods, music— we’ll do it all for three or seven days before we pass out. The Sect also does something in these festivals-“

”The last time Isa was here-“ Christine butted in, lightly bumping into a disgruntled Isa as she leaned in to speak with Moss. “He helped with creating illusions for one of our sisters. It was nice of him too, usually he‘d avoid festivals, that grumpy kid-“

”I’m not grumpy.” Isa weakly retorted. She snorted. “Riiiiiight~”

”My hometown is back there, but we live in the Sect when we don’t have a home back there.” Isa answered gently, smiling. He watched Moss’ excitement, hearing the ocean crashing on the cliffs, and he squeezed his hand. “We can go to the shore later. I know a good secluded place for ya to swim.” Isa muttered to the merman.

As Isa and Moss went inside the temple, Christine and Poppy followed after. Suddenly, a thunderous voice echoed the temple as dark swirls of smoke started to cover the floor. Ominous and scary~ “HELLO~!” A hooded figure raised from behind the desk getting taller and taller—-as if he was as tall as the ceiling-

”WELCOME TO THE VIEL OF LOKI’S SHROUD-“

Thud!

”Ow!”

”See? I told you to be more careful, but you never listen-“

”It’s not my fault that Gramps is heavy! The man needs to go out more.”

The hooded figure cleared his throat, silencing the voices. Isa deadpanned, fighting his grin to stay down. “Hi, Gramps.”

”Why do I even bother with these entrances?” The man sighed before pulling his hood down. Snow White hair slicked back, a stern frown is set on his rectangular face. There was gold piercings on the bridge of his nose and ears with a crown of sorts around his head. The smoke went away, revealing that he was actually floating; the spell coming from one of the hooded figures that were lighting the candles. “Put me down already.” He grumbled.

Isa shook his head as Christine and Poppy laughed. “Moss.” He started as the older gentleman walked closer to the couple. “This is Father Ryn, head of the sect and Grandpa to all.”

”Good to finally meet the man that somehow tamed this brat.” The elder greeted in common tongue, Isa grinned impishly. Gramps offered a hand; ready for a handshake. “You must be Moss.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Could you tell me more stories of Isa when he was growing up?" Moss excitedly asked Christine, when they were walking.

When Isa mentioned they could go to a secluded place to swim. Moss shook his head. "O, we don't have to be away from your family, Isa, I'd like to spend time with them on the beach if they like. We can have barbeque! Smoked fish! Hot cocoa! Or look for sea shells!" his tail swished excitedly. "And you all can tell me adorable stories about Isa!"

In the church, after his greeting, Moss jumped from the voice. Then his head cocked to the side, smiling, amused. Moss respectfully bowed to Father Ryn, then floated forward. He shook his hand firmly. "I am, and I'm glad to meet the man who saved him." Just from Moss' voice, Isa could tell he already considered Father Ryn a part of his family, and part of the people he'd want to take care of. He looked back and reached out for Isa to stand with him, and then with both hands, presented his gift. "Please accept these emerald mint tarts, me and Isa cooked these together. The jelly is made from desert fruits, the chocolate a delicacy from Menagerie, and the cream for the crust is from the best sheep milk in The Highlands."

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“Of course, I will! I have so many-“

”None of that!” Isa retorted, looking . . . embarrassed. Christine snorted and chortled. “What? Scared that I reveal how you used to sleep with a bird plush toy?”

” . . . “ Isa deadpanned. “I swear that I will prank ya.”

“I-I’m sorry for our behavior. We can be much at times.” Poppy muttered politely to the merman as he lead the way.

In the church, Isa smiled shyly as he reached out to grab Moss’ hand and walked forward. Father Ryn stoically watched the oddly sweet interaction. Then he smiled amiably as he shook his hand. A firm grip. The elder bluntly stared at the tart while everyone else who is in the room quickly surrounded him with wide eyes filled with curiosity. That included the hooded figures, squishing Father Ryn in the middle while Christine peeked up from underneath the elder and Poppy over his shoulder shyly. It was like seeing a bunch of birds being pulled together, staring at one shiny thing while Father Ryn continued to look like a dignified owl.

“Thank you for this thoughtful gift.“

“Should we eat it?” Said one cloaked figure. The other shook his head before staring at the very green tart. “We should!” Christine insisted.

”But prank?” Poppy muttered weakly. That silent hooded figure continued to shake his head before stilling.

Isa leaned his head on Moss’ shoulder, waiting for his family to make a decision. Oh! Father Ryn has reached to grab the tart. He had this look where he recognized what will happen and just accepted the potential outcome. “Prank or not, a gift is a gift. Cherish it, Children.”

”I’m eating it first!” Christine piped up as Father Ryn invite the couple to come with them. “I’ll show you our home around as a tour. Do you have a place to sleep? We have your room ready in case you do not.” He asked the couple, though his voice sounded calm and collected, he was fussing over them as if they were his kids. The others followed them as they wanted to try the oddly colored treat. Again, like a group of baby birds following the parent in a straight line.


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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"You used to sleep with a bird toy?" Moss asked Isa, intrigued. Though he asked Christine to tell him later as they neared the church. Moss shook his head when Poppy apologized. "Please, just be yourself, I'm already used to this guy being much sometimes." he poked Isa's cheek, chuckling. "It's like I'm seeing a part of him in you, or how parts of him came to be because of you, like how family affects us. I want to get to know this side of his world too." he smiled, and looked at Isa as though he was one of the Ninja's of Love novels whose story he wanted to explore.

In the church, Moss cocked his head a little at Father Ryn's reaction, wondering if he didn't approve. Moss wanted him to approve very much. But then he smiled, and Moss relaxed, shaking his hand. Maybe he should be a bit more proper? Then the man bluntly stared at the tart. Moss smiled nervously. Oh no. Did he notice? Moss kept a straight face as Poppy talked about pranking. "You're welcome, fu-future father-in-law-to-be, and noooo, we'd never prank unless pranked upon first, and these tarts were made last night, right Isa?"

When Father Ryn accepted it, Moss continued to wear a straight face. The followers of Loki were very cute for demon hunters. Oh gosh, Moss just realized, he's up against demon hunters. There's gonna be a biiiiiig payback after this. Ah well, he was already happy just being part of this family tradition. And his smile changed. He gave everyone --- except Father Ryn, he was both too scared and respected him too much --- a smile of challenge as if wordlessly saying high and mightily, come get us, Isa's family~

Then his expression became jovial and polite again. "We do have a place to sleep, fu-future father-in-law." He looked at Isa questioningly. "But I don't know where Isa wants to sleep?"

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“We’ll sleep here for tonight.” Isa answered, grinning. Reaching out to hold Moss’ hand as soon Father Ryn held the tart plate. Everyone stared at the pair for a moment before relaxing; as if they weren’t surprised nor expecting something bad to happen. Instead it seems they were all too happy to see what just happened. Father Ryn stretched an arm out as he lead the couple to a wooden door that’s hidden behind the base of Loki’s statue. His billowy sleeve dramatically flared before settling down.

“Welcome to our Sect.” He greeted warmly before turning around; it was here that Moss saw the followers‘ smile turn mischievous. Glee shined in their eyes before they, too, hid their intentions from the grandfatherly figure head. Huddling with the couple as they walked through the simple wooden door and down the stone carved stairs. Isa pressed close to Moss as the others were too close for his comfort. Candles lit the hallway, revealing it’s ancient-looking designs. The walls were also made of stone, carved designs telling a story of how Loki first came in contact with their people. Misfits, beggars, those who were outcasted and thrown stones at, were called to this cliff side through dreams, meeting each other in their travels. The Southern lights shone brightly as Loki arched through them as he gave the first demon hunters an item; an orb with three eyes. There were carved words too, in Isa’s language. Moss can read on the last part of the collage that shone the first demon hunters building homes:

”Hidden in truths lie lies, hidden in lies hides the truth.“

Father Ryn opened the other wooden door, letting others go first before he closed it behind him. The hallway is similar to the staircase, though the light source now is lanterns with different colored flames. Making it brighter. It was a long hallway, with multiple doors that had different designs. Some pretty ones like flowers growing on trees, others funny like a pie being smashed into someone’s face. On the other side of the hallway is clear window panes, with full view of the ocean’s waves hitting underneath them. Isa scooted closer to Moss again and took a deep breath as they heard the loud waves.

”This is where most of us stay in. Your bedroom is here as well. They each have a personal bathroom, nothing fancy.” Father Ryn pointed at the door with the crow standing on a branch with a flower on it’s head. “Downstairs is where my office is, the kitchen, the mess hall, and our training grounds.”

The kitchen is rustic and massive, but not as massive as the mess hall. There were three rows of long tables with benches on either side. A few hooded figures were chatting as they started to decorate the tables with small shrubbery that carried spring fruits like strawberries and blueberries. Lanterns askew as they hadn’t minded to fix it; making the tables look homey and inviting. The kitchen is really clean. The pantry filled with fruits, vegetables, and meats in the icy parts. A single figure stood by the stoves, tasting his concoction, before humming. “Too bitter- oh! Greetings Father Ryn. Greetings children- Isa?” The older than middle aged man froze mid-turn, revealing a monocle over his right green eye. Brown hair with a single streak of white slicked back and he wore a grayish robe over the priestly clothes. He had needles in his coat pocket, along with a wooden stick, a pen, and bandages.

He carefully walked up to the redhead who stayed close to the merman, hands reaching as if he wanted to cup his cheeks, but held back. Hovering. “You’re actually here? Wow. And . . . You’re holding hands?”

”Hi, Doc.” Isa grinned. Doc laughed, still mind blown and happy. ”Hello again— and who do we have here?”

”This is Moss. My fiancé.” Isa introduced. The man nodded. “Hello Moss. It’s nice to meet the man who helped our little brat.”

”Not a brat.”

”Well then. I’ll go tell the others that you are here.” The doctor went off, his pace hurried in his excitement despite the elegant air he put off before. Forgetting to turn off the fire. Father Ryn sighed as he twisted the knob on the stove. “Since we are here, Christine, mind taking this tart to the mess hall? I’m sure everyone would love to try it-“

”YES! MINE!” She quickly grabbed the tart and pushed the whole lot out of the kitchen; there’s a window where the couple and Father Ryn can see through from the kitchen and to the mess hall. They saw {poppy coming in calmly with the plates while Christine stared at the tart for a moment before smiling at the hooded figures; all four of them. Two didn’t want to, saying they were busy with decorating while the other two wanted a piece. Poppy grabbed a knife.

” . . . My children are rather rambunctious-“ He stepped back. Isa pulled Moss back as he did the same; they heard an explosion and a splat. Followed by groans of ‘Ohhhhh!’ and laughter.

”I see you can handle yourselves in the meanwhile.” Father Ryn commented. Once again, staring at the couple stoically. No, Moss can see. He was staring at their hands that are intertwined tightly before he looked at them. “But don’t be afraid to tell them to stop. They need to learn a little restrain.”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss was in awe, seeing for the first time, a deeper knowledge about Isa's ancient. He still wondered why his family stared at the two of them, and mused if perhaps it was because he was a floating merman. He also huddled close to Isa, because those mischievous smiles made him realize he was walking into their den.

When Moss was introduced to Doc, the cook, he bowed respectfully and was once again conscious if the people here minded displays of affection, but he still held Isa's hand. No one's gonna make him let go of Isa's hand. "Hello, Doc~" he smiled, then shook his head. "Isa's not a brat, he's my cinnamon roll~" he added with a hint of protectiveness.

He watched expectantly as the tart was taken to the mess hall, and then laughed, floating close to peek through the window after Isa pulled him, to see who was covered in canary feathers. He grinned at Father Ryn. "And have lesser fun, Father? No, I want to experience what it's like to be part of Isa's family just as they are." He looked back through the window. So many new faces. He hadn't heard Isa talk about his friends here before, he wondered what they're like and hoped that he could get along with them. He floated back to Isa, feeling more conscious as the staring at their hands was becoming a thing now, and held Isa's hand tighter. "Where do we go next?" Moss asked his fiancé.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Doc looked confused and amused by the nickname. Still the man did not correct Moss nor payed mind to the protectiveness. He looked relieved before he left.

Moss can see that two of the hooded figures and Poppy were covered in feathers while Christine laughed from under the table. The other two hooded figures laughed as well before they all said their piece. “May Loki watch over our family.” Then they helped clean up the place and the feathery trio.

Father Ryn warmly smiled. “I’m relieved to hear that.” He said before he looked at their hands again. Noticing how Isa squeezed Moss’ hand back tenderly as he replied back. “We can explore the place or go to the beach just in front of here? We can invite some of my family with us too.”

”You’re willing to go near the beach too?” Father Ryn asked gently, stoic yet surprised based on those words. “You really have grown, Isa.”

Isa turned red and snorted, hiding his face in Moss’ nape. “ . . . Nothing to be proud of, Gramps.”

”How can I not be? You’re finally letting someone touch you and you’re not getting angry.” He commented with that same warm smile. Then he looked at Moss.

”I’m glad that you helped my youngest in his tribulations. You have my deepest thanks, Moss.” Father Ryn bowed his head a little before standing straight. ”May you enjoy your stay here.” Then he left with a wave of his hand, his robes dramatically billowed behind him as he turned around the corner.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss waved Father Ryn good-bye, then immediately turned on Isa. "So that's why Father Ryn was staring at our hands! I thought it was because he didn't approve of affectionate gestures!"

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa grinned awkwardly. “Y-yeah. I’ve noticed from everyone starin’.” He sighed.

“I didn’t let anyone touch me . . . After what happened with Manuel.” He muttered. “I didn’t even want hugs from family, because what I thought was family is what hurt me.”

Then Isa grinned; the sprout on his head slightly wilted. “Shall we get going? Anywhere ya wanna see?”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss hugged Isa, then cupped his cheek, looking at him in the eye. "As much as I can, I won't let anyone hurt you. Even against family, I'll be on your side."

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa froze for a second before melting in the hug, hugging him back around the waist. He closed his eyes, just feeling the merman moving- he fluttered his eyes open as Moss cupped his cheek. Letting him gently push his head up to look at him in the eye. Then his face turned pink, his grin softened to a bashful smile. “Moss . . . And I to ya.” He quietly swore, leaning in to tenderly bump their foreheads together. Having a quiet moment to-

“Dawwwwwww~ you two are sooooo precious~!” Christine cooed by the window, leaning heavily on the window’s sill while the two hooded and now feathery figures covered, where Moss can assume, is their mouths. The couple can tell that they were smiling.

Isa froze again, only this time, he slowly turned his head and grinned impishly. Baring his sharp teeth. “Chrissssstinnnnnnnne.” He growled.

The trio ran off, giggling like a bunch of school girls. The redhead huffed before lightly bumping their foreheads again. Slightly pouting. “ . . . Siblings.” He muttered under his breathe. After calming down and feeling better, Isa decided that they explore a bit. They can go anywhere of Moss’ choosing.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss jumped, and turned around, red with embarrassment. "H-hey! We're having a private moment!"

When the giggling Christine and her friends left, Moss sighed as well, bumping Isa's forehead. "I feel shy now." For some reason, memories of him doing the same thing to his friends came back to him and Moss suddenly missed them. And he wondered, smiling, what their reactions will be when he finally introduces Isa to them. "I can't wait to have you properly meet my friends too, Isa." he smiled.

After they had their moment Moss asked if it would be alright if they could ask Doc if he could cook lunch for the whole sect tomorrow and arrange the mess hall so that he could have an area where he can put on a show. After they talked to him, Moss looked towards the sound of the sea, thinking, before turning away, and then asking Isa if they could go into town or the surrounding forest with Poppy and Christine, or anywhere to visit his childhood places and also buy furs for Loki's shrine in their caravan, "Though we could go alone or with someone else if you want to~ And then, just the two of us, can we go on a ride with Smoky and you can show me where the best view is to see the Northern Lights after dinner?

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa chuckled, fluttering his eyelids slow and leaving it half open. “Ya? Shy? This is new.” He muttered jokingly. He took a deep breath, taking a whiff of Moss’ citrusy scent as he listened to his beau’s words. Then he blinked owlishly as he stared at Moss for a moment.

He never talks about his friends this fondly before—- well, no. Let him correct that. He did, but it’s usually with a sad tone. Just now . . . It’s more of a happy tone. Isa smiled brightly. ”I would love to properly meet them, mi Tesoro~”

After their moment, Isa led Moss to the clinic area which was underneath the mess hall. Doc, who was looking into his charts, hummed and finally took his eyes away from the papers with a slight grin. “Of course, you can use it. I only ask to have the front seat of your show.” After that, Isa held onto Moss’ hand and just as the couple discovered before, everyone in the sect was staring at their hands. Surprised yet giddy in their greetings. Moss had met another member of Isa’s family; the ogre dancer named Jessica Valentine. She was flirty, but friendly and had a tendency to tease them both in a more subtle way than Christine.

”Have fun, you two~ just remember to use a silence spell~” She purred and Moss would notice that this is where Isa has his female voice from.

As they had finished talking to Poppy about getting furs for Loki’s shrine, Isa noticed it was getting late. He turned to Moss with excited glee and had asked him, “Wanna go now? We can go into town tomorrow.” With Poppy in charge of keeping Okami company, Isa summoned Smoky, seeing indigo flames burn the motorcycle into existence and having it land on the snowy grounds outside, the redhead hugged Father Ryn who froze.

”I’ll see ya later . . .?” He timidly said. The elderly man shuddered a sigh and hugged him back. Like an owl gently wrapping his wings around an owlet. “Come back safely. Come here, Moss.” He yanked the merman in the hug too before letting them go and watched from the door. The sun had started to set, ready to fall asleep as his sister rose into the pinkish-violet skies. The couple traveled up a cliff easily where they can see a single red-leaf tree standing at the top. Isa parked Smoky besides the tree and opened the chair up to pull out two blankets. One to place on the ground (after Isa burned the snow away, leaving behind just the ground) and the other to wrap themselves around.

“Should we get a fire started? Or . . . Should we just snuggle?” Isa asked coyly, turning pink— either from the question or from the cold. He couldn’t look away from Moss either. His scales…they were shining like the stars that were just waking. The dying light of the sun outlined Moss’ face and loose creamy white strands of hair. Even the shadows couldn’t dim his beautiful teal eyes, they look like they were glowing from the inside. The redhead gulped and looked down at the multicolored quilt. It’s times like this that Isa couldn’t believe that Moss wasn’t snatched up from someone before they had met. Ahhhhhhhh-!

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Well, it's your family, of course I'm shy." Moss muttered, side fins flapping a little bit. Moss' tail had added new expressions to his feelings, like when he's flustered like this. Or when it swishes when he's happy.

Later, after promising Doc a front seat, he went red again with his side fins flipping even more when they met Jessica the ogre. "Wh-why are you talking about that?!" he whispered, flustered. "H-how did you even know that --- I mean, d-don't talk about that with all these kids around!" Moss floated with his head buried into Isa's shoulder when they left, still red. "I don't care if it's people I don't care about, but if it's your family, I become conscious . . .," he muttered, "like there is this image I want them to see of me, but if they keep teasing me, they might think I'm Mr. Horny like Sassy! I don't want your grandpa or friends to think of me that way!"

After talking to Poppy --- with Moss being relieved he wasn't the teasing type --- he nodded, enthusiastically at Isa. "Alright, let me get the tent from the caravan in case the weather gets bad!"

Later, with tent and a basket of snacks and drinks in hand, Moss watched people's expression as Isa summoned Smoky in a burn of indigo flames, and was once more surprised of Father Ryn's reaction. So he really did not touch them before. He was glad he was comfortable enough to touch his grandpa now. "Huh?" He was surprised again when Father Ryn yanked him into the hug. Moss warmly hugged him back. Then hugged the two really tight. His tail swished, he felt accepted~ "W-we'll keep safe, father-in-law." he bowed, still smiling wide.

"He hugged me, Isa!" Moss announced happily moments later, as he sat, sidesaddle on Smoky behind his beau. They zoomed up the cliffs, Moss enjoying the cool wind and this sensation of traveling faster than he's ever traveled on land before. He missed it. It was a rare occasion to be able to zoom around in Smoky what with the caravan to tug along.

"Nice view~ I can see the entire town from here!" said Moss, looking out, when they arrived at the top of the cliff. He listened to Isa and smiled, recalling what Isa had said before. "Let's snuggle, and enjoy each other's body heat more~" and right there and there, Moss very casually, stripped his own shirt off.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa chuckled again, a hand dropped to lightly touch Moss’ flapping fins as if to sooth his shyness. The sprout on his head bounced it’s leaves.

The redhead raised a brow before looking around. There . . . Weren’t any kids though? Jessica could only smile as she listened to Moss’ flustered stuttering, brushing her hair back with a pedicured hand. “My~ I assumed since Isa told me once that he’d only touch the person he loves the most. Seems like you confirmed it for me, hon~” Then she leaned in the couple with that same sultry smile.

”Speaking of kids, Isa is our youngest.” She purred before leaning back and sighed gently. “Now, I better get going~ practice makes perfect for the spring solstice. I’ll see you two later, if I ever come out of practice.” With that, the couple continued their way as Jessica sauntered with hip pops. Isa laughed and tenderly patted Moss’ head to comfort him.

“She means well, I’m sure. Besides, none of them are going to think like that.” Well . . . Maybe Jessica, Christine, and Oak . . . But other than them, it should be okay. Right?

The people’s expressions were surprised and then curiosity and awe when they say Smoky appear. As Isa felt arms wrapped around his waist, he peeked over his shoulder to wave at Father Ryn, and sped away. He listened to Moss’ glee and smiled. “I know~ I guess he really did give his blessin’, that old coot.” Isa is happy, Moss can tell from his dulce tones.

It really was a while since they last rode on Smoky, just feeling the breeze in their hair and the rush of riding between tree trunks.

Now at the top and setting everything down, Isa froze and snapped his head up to stare at Moss undo his shirt- His face turned completely red! Ahhhh! He remembered what he said long time ago?! Ahhhhhhdigirjenfmdkdlgl—!

”I-who- me- aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-“ Isa is malfunctioning. Mayday! Mayday! HOW IS MOSS SO CASUAL ABOUT THAT?! “Oh sweet baby whale . . .” He gulped. Then after finally calming down —- that’s a lie he told to himself so he can function—- Isa started to raise his turtleneck shirt, his body shivering from the sudden cold as he pulled it off and placed it close to the blanket. Then he quickly shoved himself underneath the blanket and huddled into a shaking ball —- oh? Was that pants outside of the blankets? Yes. It was. Moss can tell that Isa is excited and nervous based on how red he is. Like right now, his entire arm is pink that’s leading to a red shoulder before it was tucked back in the warm piece of heavy cloth.

”. . . Uhhhh. . . . C-come in?” He squeaked, muffled.

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

"Don't mind if I do~" Isa would feel the blanket lift off his toes, and Moss snuggling in, taking his time kissing from the bottom up to Isa's red face. He smiled at him, silver long hair all handsomely ruffled, beneath the backdrop of stars twinkling awake in an inky sky. Here in there from the hills to the sea, the sun setting sky started to flare up with ethereal streaks of violet and green lights.

"I like how you still get flustered even though we've done this many times~" Moss gracefully pulled his hair tie away, framing his teal eyes in silver. Oh how Moss wanted Isa so much, especially those first few weeks.

Though a couple of days after he turned into a merman, he had become very conscious all of a sudden when they were in the bath together, wondering out loud all red, kind of swimming with his back to Isa with his side fins crossed in front of his tail, telling him he wasn't sure if he was going to like his merman maki roll since it was different from a man's. And despite Isa reassuring him, Moss kept insisting that Isa was not going to be okay with it, and that he was willing to wait for months until he gets his legs back for them to make love again --- at which point his beau finally shut him up with a kiss, and then mauled him. In the most bashful way possible. It always made Moss laugh remembering that day, but he was glad to have found out that Isa enjoyed his merman maki roll.

Just like tonight.

"I now understand why you wanted to do this when it was very cold~" Moss' hot breath tingled Isa's neck two pleasurable hours later. Wrapped in the blanket together, he was embracing him, lips pressed against his skin, as he leaned against the beautiful tree with his side fins just limp from Isa's affections. Moss' face felt cool outside in the evening breeze, but where his skin kissed Isa's or was wrapped under the blanket, it was toasty hot and pleasant.

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“I-I can’t help it.” Isa muttered, embarrassed by his own behavior, and covered his reddened face with his hands. “I’m still baffled by it all, with the touchin—-eep!”

Now that they’ve settled after two hours, the dazed redhead sat on Moss’ lap, and breathed out a puff of white air. Then he shuddered, his skin tingling from feeling hot breathe on his neck. Isa chuckled breathlessly. “Yeahhhh~” Indigo eyes stared off into the distance, happy, toasty, and safe from prying eyes. Intimate is the right word to describe what he is feeling. Autumn red hair, now touching his shoulders, is ruffled and curled around his flushed red cheeks, framing his pale face. Somewhat veiling his dark blue eyes from the front fringes that reached down his nose.

A bare hand reached back to gently pull Moss’ face close as he turned his head a bit to kiss him. The blanket fluttered down, revealing his kiss-marked neck and shoulder alluringly. Isa smiled, melting. “It’s nice and comfy~”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss hummed in sleepy contentment on Isa's lips. "It is~" he squeezed him. Trailing warm kisses down his neck, his lips traced the lines of his tattoos down to his shoulders, before lifting the blanket and tucking them around Isa more securely to keep him warm. He sighed, tail slowly swishing loosely and relaxed.

He gazed peacefully out into the twinkling lantern-torch lights of Montagna below, dreaming of more nights like this wherever they decided to build their home. His hands soothingly rubbed Isa, following the dips and smooth chisel of his gracefully lean shoulders and back. "Isa?" Moss said ever so gently and tenderly caressed his hair. "Where do you want to live after we're done with everything?"

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa let’s out a shuddering sigh of pleasure as hot lips kissed and teased his neck down to his shoulder. Then he melted into Moss’ figure as the merman pulled the blanket up. He smiled warmly as he dazed off. Just staring at the Southern lights and the melding colors of pink and purple and green to teals and golds . . . Hm?

The redhead sighed again, feeling soothed by the touches that’s causing his skin to tingle pleasantly. “Hnnn?” He peeked over and up his shoulder to somewhat see Moss’ chin, fluttering his eyes closed as he listened to the question. “Anywhere cold. I like this feeling with ya.” It’s funny how he’s okay with the cold as long he’s close to Moss. “And close to the ocean.”

Zer0

 

[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss was surprised. "Those are two things you dislike. Are you sure, Isa? Because we can live somewhere you want to live, not just a place I like."

Katsuya

 

[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

“I get to use the cold as an excuse for fire and cuddles.” Isa smiled. “Plus ya like swimming. Our bath tub is not fulfilling for ya, so I’m okay staying close to the ocean.”

“Besides, I’m used to living close to the ocean and in the cold.” He is born in this region, after all.
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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss frowned. "Are you sure you aren't neglecting yourself, Isa?" He hugged him. "Because we can compromise, I mean," his voice dropped to a whisper, "we do know how to make portals. And I remember, of all the places we've been to, you seemed to like Bird Village the most."

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Moss is right, he does like Bird village . . .

Isa pondered for a moment, humming and then . . . nodded shyly. “Yeah, I do like Bird village. We can live close to Bird village? In our special place at the beach?”

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[Zer0]

- Moss Adamaris -​

Moss perked up, smiling. "Yes! You --- you like it there too?" his tail swished. "It's close to Ghostlight as well! And that badlands is not well explored, right? We can see things no one's seen before and we can help people! That can be the first crazy place I set up my stall too --- hmmm~ and serve ramen to the tormented. I'll make them feel better with my food. The floating islands are exciting too. I can make a nice wild bike track for ya with ramps and stuff made of ice~ Would you . . . Would you like all these things, Isa?"

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[Katsuya]

- Isa Bianchi -​

Isa turned around on his lap, cupped his cheeks, and pulled him down for a mind-blowing kiss. Breaking it with a pop and he smiled . “Yes, I will love that~”

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