Country Roads, Take Me Home~ [Alisa/Social]

**Alisa** · Wed Apr 10, 2019 3:33 pm

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White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

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Meatballs covered in a creamy gravy, with a side of mashed potatos. The scent alone had Alisa licking her lips in antecipation, and albeit reluctantly, she'd finally let go of Sofia's hand. She'd look into the girl's eyes and giggle softly, knowing the girl would forgive her very soon. Reaching out for that rather finely arranged bowl of meatballs, dripping with sauce and sprinkled with parsley, Alisa took Sofia's dish and served her a hefty amount of purée, covering in with gravy and resting a handful of meatballs on top, letting that thick sauce seep into the garnish.

"More~?", asked the sculptress, raising an eyebrow after filling Sofia's dish with the average sized portion, not keen on filling her dish unless her lover happened to be a big eater, though that hardly stopped her from teasing her lover, winking at her as she returned her dish to it's rightful place, "You better eat up, you'll certainly need the energy~"

Unlike how she served her Uncle shortly after, filling his plate about as much as elegance would allow and then a little more, knowing a big man needed a big meal. And more importantly, Uncle Rocky loved to eat. And not just eat...

Pop...!

With a sudden, captivating pop, Alisa's wine red eyes shifted to a matching nectar freshly poured on Sofia's glass. Her smile widened at the sight, that ever catching sound, hinting at the dionysian delight to come. As she finished filling her own plate with food, her eyes darted over the label, her brow rising visibly at the kind of beverage her doting uncle had brough his niece and her lover:

"Maison du Cheval, 780... My~...", noted Alisa, classily stirring the fragrant red ambrosia, raising it up to her to her nose for a good, long whiff, humming in delight before taking a good, long sip, tucking a lock behind her ear as her gaze returned to her uncle's, "Didn't think I'd ever see you open one of those."

Another hearty laughter filled the room as her words sink in, Rocky not the least bit affected by her statement. Indeed, Alisa had a fair point, some bottles should be saved for special occasions. But if his grin was anything to go by, he clearly saw this as one such occasion, pulling up his chair and taking a good, sampling chug of his wine, holding up the glass for the toast:

"Hahahah, I had this one with your name on it Lisa, ready for the day you got back! I'm sure our beloved White Empress wouldn't settle for anything but the best hmm~?", he teased, though clearly this old fox had no qualms taking on the two youngsters at once, winking right back, smirking at Sofia as those words reached his ears, "Heh, you really haven't seen nothing yet.", another cheeky laughter left his lips, and as both him and Alisa found themselves joining Sofia and oggling the pleasantly smelling food, the older man hoisted his glass for a toast, "For now, dig in, and let it be the first of many, kitten~!"

That clinking of glasses would echo through the room, the last piercing sound before they well and truly focused on the treat ahead of them. All but salivating, feeling a low rumbling her stomach, the sculptress could hardly help herself anymore, all too pleasantly finding her knife just sinking throught that first meatball, pinking one half and guiding it to her plush, shimmering lips, her eyes widening as the first explosion of flavour took her tastebuds by storm, a blissful, satisfying hum escaping her lips:

"You got better, Uncle~...", noted Alisa, quite pleased herself easily cutting through the steaming meatball like a hot knife on butter, admiring the crisp, fried outside starkly contrast with the gently cooked, topped by that creamy, exquisite gravy truly letting that meaty taste blossom, "These may yet be the best meatballs you've ever cooked."

Hearing this, the old family man smirking, puffing as he took a whole, hot mouthful like the big eater he was:

"Of course, as if I'd been sleeping on my recipes until you came home!", he replied, laughing, all but scoffing at the mere notion of even considering otherwise. Before long though, both his and Alisa's eyes took curious glances towards Sofia, the one who'd most likely never tried proper Icebergian Meatballs as cooked by a natural of that cold, unforgiving land.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Thu Apr 11, 2019 6:35 am

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Blue Pegasus

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X-Rank

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25,400

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🛇

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Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

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Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

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“Is that so~? Better make sure I have plenty in the tank for later then, hm~?” The lip of Sofia curling all the more at the cheeky comment and wink she received from Miss Vollan, she nodded as the dark diva offered her a little bit more, quietly loving the homely atmosphere she was treated to in this humble but hospitable homestead. The family meals that she endured growing up more the type that sat her on a table longer than the room she now sat on with no feeling of connection toward most that found themselves seated there, while the mermaid had been close to her matriarch it was rare for the woman to join them for mealtimes, leaving the girl to ‘enjoy’ only the company of her stern father and serious older brother. This simple meal seeming to have so much more allure than even the grandest banquet cooked by the finest chefs of her Valerican home, the vixen felt as giddy as she had when she would enjoy a picnic with her mother as a girl, and it certainly showed. And all that without even considering the food.

“Oh~! Heeheehee, I’m sensing our Lisa might make a wonderful wife one day~” Unable to resist the urge to tease Alisa as next a bottle was popped and the glass in front of her was filled with crimson nectar, though Miss Serena felt as if she was far from ready to settle down really, all the same it was a fine feeling to have a good woman serve her dinner up after a long day. Surprised at the hospitality shown by the pair but unsure totally as to why, the sapphire siren had received plenty of kindness since coming to Fiore and yet perhaps the fact that she was raised by those who were paid to serve her was a hard thing to shake. It was still a little unusual for her to be offered things out of generosity and warmth than because of obligation.

Maison du Cheval~? Giggling gently and licking her lips as she scooped the glass up and let the liquid inside swirl around through the soft impetus she set into it, the foreign fox listened as uncle and niece showed no shortage of expertise while Sofia attempted to draw a little of the aroma, or ‘bouquet’ as some called it, through her. Sensing a definite quality of full flavour, despite the elevated upbringing she received the nymph was far from a snob or any kind of aficionado in the art of alcohol, knowing little beyond the tastes she enjoyed and most of them tending to be either buckets of frothy ale or spirits strong enough to burn away nose hairs with a single whiff.

“Mmmmnnnn… That’s… That’s pretty good!” Lacking the airs and graces of an expert but a girl who knew what she liked, after taking in the scent of what had been served to her Miss Serena took a sip and found that she enjoyed what she tasted, the nip that she imbibed suddenly deepening because of the deliciousness in fact. Chirping happily once she finished a generous mouthful that polished off about half the glass and beamed at the pair she was dining with, as that sweet alcohol ran through her the girl only felt giddier as that tell-tale warmth spread from her throat and flooded her chest with the gentle heat of alcohol.

“Wellllll, how can a ‘kitten’ refuse a request like that, hm~?” Smirking all the more as she was afforded an apparent nickname from the man of the house and practically purring in response to him because of it, Rocky did not need to coax the coquette too much in order for her to sample the delicious meat that he had offered up to her. The scent of that fleshy flavour mixing with the gravy having been rising up to her face ever since the plate had been put in front of her, it had only been the manners that had been learned in the palace that had prevented Sofia from digging in, with the ingrained sense of decorum to wait on the approval of one’s host just about managing to overpower the hunger she felt, but no longer.

Let’s see this recipe then~ Fork diving straight for one of those fried balls of meat and the knife in her other hand bisecting it so that the girl could combine that with some of the mash that accompanied it, after making sure the combination was well saturated with that thick sauce Miss Serena lifted her first serving up to her lips and practically quivered with anticipation. Blowing on the piping hot forkful a couple of times before throwing caution to the wind and opting to risk the burn to her tongue that she might endure from eating her bite too hastily, as that taste hit her tongue, almost immediately the Valerican Vixen felt like her mouth was being flooded with loveliness.

“Mmmmmnnnnnn…!” Groaning with delight as her palate was caressed by the soft and subtle taste of the mashed potato, that acted like a canvas on which this piece of culinary art was sketched out as the mass of meat melted in her mouth, as it did so all that deliciousness spread out and seemed to fill the fox with a feeling of comfort and contentment. Mewling happily as her body flooded with warmth, her cheeks shone with the colour of enjoyment rather than embarrassment as her form was suffused with that luscious portion, back arching a little as she found herself struggling to think of many things she had tasted that could compared to this while her eyes dizzied thanks to her delight.

“S-Sooo goooooood~” Practically panting by the time that the piece of heaven slipped into her stomach and looking toward both her host and the woman she had arrived with and purred happily, though her words were slurred and she was showing far less manner with every mouthful that she took in, Sofia found herself unable to stop as she prepared another hasty portion and stuffed it into her lips. Bewitched by the meal and in bliss because of it, as wave after wave of pleasure swept through her as she stuffed her maw again and again, one might have been excused for thinking she was engaged in something far more illicit than eating a meal as the young woman moaned again and again.

“Mmnnnfff! Y-You should have brought me here s-sooner, Ali!” Perhaps it a testament to the chef that she could be brought to ecstasy by a meal like this, though she showed an uncharacteristic lack of articulation in her enjoyment of what was offered, one hoped that he at least took the fervour of the girl for the high compliment it represented. For certain, if this was anything to go by, Miss Serena would be filling her face as often as she could with anything that Uncle Vollan could offer to her…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

Country Roads, Take Me Home~ [Alisa/Social] - Page 2 TDL1IUK

**Alisa** · Fri Apr 12, 2019 3:02 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

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Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

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Marriage huh... She'd be lying if she said the thought never crossed her mind, and yet she never mused on it through any positive perspective, always saw it as a needless, unnatural bond that would always outlive both parties' feelings. Hearing a lover mention that always left her equal parts flattered and equal parts unnerved, knowing she stood on the edge of having someone she cared for ask for something she may never give them... She couldn't feel that way with Sofia, for reasons unknown even to her; perhaps a courtesy of the mermaid's witty, flippant personality and a penchant for independence matching Alisa's own, she instead found her smile widening, eyes narrowing as instead of defending, she went right on the offense:

"You seem to have quite the vivid imagination there, hmmm~?", noted Alisa with an almost cheeky smirkon her face, rather enjoying when their playful flirtation took a tune for little duels of wit. Gracefully tucking a lock behind her ear, she leaned in slightly and giggled, holding that enrapturing sapphire gaze as her brow slowly rose, "You must been giving that notion a lot of thought~"

Even with the lingering red on her cheeks, Alisa took her that little quip in stride, truly relishing every spark flying off between the two of them, never shy about keeping her eyes on the ravishing mermaid fate had guided into her arms. She knew Sofia took every chance to do exactly the same, and the thought had nibbling that plush, glossy bottom lip more often than not. That said, a whole other reason tempted her gaze onto that sinuously supple form, the eagerness with which she chugged down a glass of nearly 10 year old wine... The girl had a lot qualities, and yet wine tasting clearly wasn't one of them. Giggling, the sculptress winking playfully at her, admiring that rather beautiful look of delight, as if someone had only just tasted such fine wine for the first time in her life:

"Ufufufu, It's alright to take your time Sofia~ The bottle's not going anywhere~", teased Alisa, winking as she yet stirred her glass, all too gracefully taking dainty little lips, and yet for all her elegance, she clearly showed no signs of winding down. Slow and steady wins the race for her, not that was racing anybody, that would hardly be proper now, would it? No, a nectar this wondrous should be sampled and savored to the fullest, at least that was how she saw it...

Sofia though... Playful, impish and elegant... Such was the woman she'd met so far, the kind she'd grown thoroughly enthralled and fascinated with. And yet she saw none of those sides here; when it came to drinking, the woman chugged her drinks like a sailor, in a way neither Alisa nor her Uncle could help but snicker at the sight:

"Right?!", replied the man, grinning widely at such honest, earnest praise, eating even more ravenously than the mermaid. Despite the visibly appreciating look, he showed no surprise at her reaction - unlike Alisa whose eyes widened at the thrilled sight of her lover - implying how he never had even the slightest sliver of doubt in his recipe. Quite the opposite, he cherished the chance to have dinner as a family for once, for the two girls to enjoy a full, hearty meal at his place, "Then, eat up; enjoy it to your heart's content! There's enough to go around!"

"You say that, but it looks as though someone loved it enough to eat the whole platter by herself~", chuckled Alisa, unable to miss that rapturous display from her beloved Sofia, a look of pure bliss that spoke for itself, long before any words left her ears.

Mind you, Alisa wasn't faring much better, barely helping herself from munch down forkfuls one after the other, though she kept her eyes on Sofia all the same, holding her gaze and giggling as she whimpered about not having been given the chance to taste this delectable treat sooner. Alisa wouldn't immediately answer, far too elegant to speak with her mouth full. Instead, uncle Rocky beat her to it:

"She defenitely should!!", interjected the Uncle rather vehemently, all but frowning at his niece before breaking off into that heartfelt laughter of his. As saddened as he may have felt for not seeing Alisa all this time, it paled in comparison to the pride he felt towards the woman she'd become, and more importantly, the joy at finally seeing her again. Seeing her bring home such an clever, charming woman as her girlfriend really was the cherry on top, "But don't worry, I'm sure she'll be stopping by more often after all this."

Stating his point by refilling every half empty glass of wine - totally empty in Sofia's case - Uncle and Alisa shared that knowing look, of a loving parent hoping to see her and her girlfriend more often. No point denying the girlfriend bit, even if the notion brought out a subtle yet visible shade of red to her cheeks... Instead, she coolly changed the subject, swalloing another good mouthful, raising an eyebrow as she wiggled her fork in the general direction of the now almost empty wine bottle:

"I intend to, but... Are you sure your cellar can handle the strain~?", she pointed out, wondering if Sofia would down yet another glass in the blink of an eye.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Fri Apr 12, 2019 4:56 pm

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Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

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WORDS: 1083 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Oho~?” The cheeky young thing by her side seeming to have something to say about the strength of the appreciation and fervour that the foreign fox showed toward the wonder that the old man had whipped up, the redness in the cheeks of Miss Serena strengthened as she suddenly felt a little bit self-conscious of how she was eating, and she found herself feeling just a hint of discomfort at the notion of seeming a glutton in the eyes of the enchantress who enamoured her.
“Why, this is the first complaint I’ve heard from you about the depths of my appetite, Alisa~” Not the type to hit back hard or at least without a little art in what she did, as the joke of the White Empress slipped underneath her guard the sapphire siren responded to it with a sense of playfulness and flirtation that was almost robotic, that veil that the vixen wore to guard herself falling down as she felt just a hint of vulnerability and responding with a light tone that did little to hide the dryness in her words, the blue eyes of the beauty lingered on her partner for a second or two with a fire that would tell the temptress she was no easy challenge to get to roll over.

“Usually, you seem to quite enjoy the voracity I show you~” Not entirely sure why, in her own mind at least, that she responded with the delicate bite of a seductress straight to the jugular of her joking lover, perhaps she might have raised a brow or two at the dining table for the allusion she made but in that moment the azure maiden did not give much forethought to her response.
“Perhaps, I should reign myself in, hm~?” Filled with the impulse and impishness of youth and for one reason or another not wishing to simply surrender to even Alisa Vollan, in truth her mix of inexperience and insecurity made the mischievous mermaid panic in the face of a threat she had perceived more by accident than design, and she acted out in the face of it. Perhaps it a habit developed from being chided by a stuffy father, Sofia tended to meet judgement and criticism with rebellion, and while she was trying to be clever with what she said showed more crudeness than she ever realized.

“Well, you keep serving me up things this good, and I’ll be coming again and again, Rocky~” Giggling as she let her gaze slip away from the face of the fine femme next to her and focusing on the woman’s uncle instead, even as the trail of wicked words continued, Miss Serena couldn’t help but feel an odd sense of guilt for the way she was acting out. Practically on autopilot in terms of the amorous commentary she made but at the same time feeling unusually unsavoury about what she said, even as she flashed a wink toward her host the blue beauty felt tenser and more awkward than she had when she began, shifting in her seat as a visible sign of her discomfort and brushing her fingers through her hair before scooping her wine glass up and taking another big drink from it as she tried to settle herself.

What’s going on with me? I feel like a little girl again… The rich and deep flavour of the wine hardly offering any form of comfort as she felt like the scene around her was magnified a thousand times over, maybe it was because she was eating with a man with such a sense of regal refinement and the maturity that was Miss Vollan, but Sofia couldn’t help but feel small by comparison. Perceiving herself almost as a child by comparison because of the petulance that she felt she had shown, the nymph felt almost possessed to try and brush away the image she had cast onto herself and did so by trying to emulate the empress next to her, as ironic as it was.

"Heheheheh, and maybe I can return the favour one day and have you over?" Giggling a little nervously as she took another sip of her drink and tried to restore a little bit of the goodness in her image that she felt her feistiness has maybe spoiled, Miss Serena let out a silent sigh and did her best to seem a little more breezy and accommodating, wanting to distance herself as much as possible from the impression she had just made with a show of sweetness and even some humility. The mind of the mermaid seeming to slip back to the scene she had been imagining earlier in the day of a nice little cottage by the sea that the girls could share together, to the youth that felt like the image of her as a more mature and relaxed person, having put her flirtation and fever for adventure on hold in order to enjoy some time and affection with someone who was special to her, and in that moment there was only one person who could suit such a role.

"I'm not the best in the kitchen, but hey, Alisa can cook?" Blushing just a little bit as she admitted her own shortcoming of course but in her daydream it feeling so natural that her partner was there it almost didn’t matter to her, Sofia cocked her head at her confession and let a much softer gaze wash over the woman at her side than the sharpness she had shone with earlier, even going as far as to let her hand creep across the table in search of the comforting contact that her lover could offer.

"Yeah, heeheheee, maybe we should just get a place together then? Should I make an honest woman of you, so we can settle down and live happily ever after, sweetie~?" Of course the Valerican vixen never quite capable of maintaining any sort of seriousness or sweetness in the company of others for too long, with a snicker at the image she had dreamed up the girl showed her reflexive habit of delving into comedy again as she flicked her head and laughed off the image as she felt a hint of panic at the idea of Miss Vollan taking her seriously. Still, it giving her just a hint of discomfort in her chest to do so, maybe there might be something in the two of them finding that company in the cottage one day after all?

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sat Apr 13, 2019 10:25 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 1000 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKER

Unknowingly as it may have been, Alisa could tell she had hit a nerve somewhere. She knew not of Sofia's past, but she could spot that oddly defensive response that seemed far too unlike the cheerful, cheeky temptress she'd come to know. To his credit, Uncle stayed out of the witty little lover's spat, and promptly stayed out of it... At least one would think if he did, for he looked mostly focused on his food, mouth full too full to actually speak as he occasionally looked between the two like the spectator to a tennis match. It actually took quite a bit of effort not to lick her lips as those memories flashed back into her mind, passionate visions of the torrid love affair they shared, and would hopefully continue to share in the days to come... And yet no matter how tempting Sofia knew she could be, Alisa had a goal, a point she aimed to prove:

"Mmmm, perhaps we should, shouldn't we?", reaching for her chin, Alisa nodded in agreement, as if Sofia had echoed one of her own answers. Ready to call her lover's bluff in that ever witty fashion, that faint smile on her face contrasting with the apparent frankness of her words. She'd hold Sofia's gaze throughout, waiting for that moment, that look her eyes when she first considered Alisa might actually be serious. Then and only then would she soothe and reassure her vulnerable mermaid with that seductive giggle, raising a hand over her lips, "Just kidding~... Now, that would just be cruel wouldn't it~?"

Throwing a knowing wink at her, yet unsubtly biting her lip at her own words, Alisa left it all too ambiguous as to who it would be cruel for... In her mind, it was both of them, both lovers on the same boat, equally delighting in the sparks flying off between them at every step of the way. Seeing that vulnerable, all but petulant display didn't throw off Alisa's opinion of her lover in the slightest, as evidenced by the affectionate hint in her smile, or the way she reached out and caressed the girl's arm... For her muse to show a more human, ordinary side as such... It only made her more fascinating in Alisa's admiring eyes, someone whose beauty should be cherished and protected:

"I'd expect nothing else, you'll see... It gets better every time~!", grinned Rocky, speaking up as soon as that modest tension had been defused. Sometimes Alisa had to wonder if could hear himself and see just how lewd he sounded answering Sofia like that, though she knew for a fact he'd answer mostly the same regardless of how the vixen worded her question... So in the end, the fault lay in that saucy blue minx, and as Alisa refilled each of their glasses, she figured she could tease her about it sometime. It might have even been now, had the she not asked a question that actually made her jolt slightly. Not for her somewhat known inability to cook, but the kind of reaction she'd get from her uncle, "Bahahahah, my Lisa, cooking? I wouldn't recommend it if you value your health, she can't scramble eggs so save her life!"

Alisa could only sigh, taking a moment's pause to savor another long forkful as her brow furrowed, swallowing and finally looking between the two of them... If you didn't know better, you'd swear she actually pouted at that boisterous statement of her inability, quickly speaking up and defending herself:

"Now Uncle, that is a bit much don't you think?", asked Alisa, blushing slightly, all but interjecting in the name of skills she quite obviously didn't have, her own frankness betraying her more often than not, "I can scramble eggs just fine, thank you very much."

And yet that telltale way she scratched her cheek spoke volumes, right after those defensive words left her lips, glancing off in a way that said '...Most of the time' louder than any words ever possibly could.

She spent far too much of her time training and even lazing about to learn how to cook a proper meal; sure she wouldn't starve to death, as she lived by herself on isolation often enough. Granted, no meal tasted quite as delectable as the first restaurant she stopped by upon her return from civilization. Cleverly hiding behind a long sip of wine, placing it down as Sofia's sweet, honeyed voice drew her gaze right back, earning a soft gasp as she took in her words, reflexively letting her hand drift in and meet hers halfway. Squeezing it gently, loving how her pulse quickened oh so slightly whenever she took the girl's dainty hand in her own, how it made the stubborn redness on her pale, alabaster cheeks deepen slightly:

"Really think you can hmmm~? It would prove a lifelong endeavor, I can assure you... Wonderfully exhausting, even for you~", teased Alisa, not the slightest bit unnerved by the subject, no more than Sofia might have felt. Between the two of them, she'd need nothing but to go with the flow and enjoy every moment of toying around with these notions alongside her... Perhaps not even Alisa herself acknowledged how much she appreciated the idea of cooping herself up inside a secluded little home with this girl, but she most certainly wondered about Sofia's own thoughts on the matter as she looked into those glimmering blue eyes, gently stroking the back of her hand until she made her lovely kitten purr, giggling at the sight before turning back to Rocky, "I'm sure you'd like that uncle, nice cottage by the sea~... You might never come back to Orchidia~"

Oh he clearly enjoyed the idea of his niece finally having her own to invite him to for once, but laughed off any notions of never returning to Orchidia. Like the firmly rooted family man he was, he wouldn't so easily move around if he could help it... Unless, that meant getting up from his chair and sip another bottle of wine... At this rate, they'd easily end up downing the second one just as fast.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sat Apr 13, 2019 2:10 pm

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Blue Pegasus

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4,345,000

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X-Rank

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Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

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Tomioka's Kimetsu

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bow of the slum angel

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Wait, cooking is something that she isn’t good at?! Blinking in surprise at the guffaw that her remark had raised with Rocky, Miss Serena had no idea why she had assumed that her partner would be so effective in the kitchen up to this moment, but it seemed only natural to her. The image of the White Empress one that projected a sense of peerless perfection, perhaps because she had been presented with the dandy old man who seemed such a dab hand when it came to making meals, the girl had simply assumed the skill had transferred.

How interesting~ This the first time that she had really seen a hint of limitation in the luscious woman who captivated her, rather than being disappointed about the fact or the error in her estimation, instead the young enchantress felt a buzz of excitement.
Perhaps I should take a few lessons, maybe Rynah or even Rocky here could teach me a thing or two? A small smile spreading across the face of Sofia as she felt her enthusiasm for the topic skyrocketing at the revelation which had been revealed to her, the girl felt an odd sense of naughtiness and achievement in the idea of pulling off something that this pinnacle of prowess and precision could not, which only grew stronger as she watched the way that her friend responded to the joke of the jolly old man.

It would be priceless to see her face if I laid out some lovely meal for her to enjoy~ Biting her lip softly as she saw the way that Miss Vollan seemed to be stifled by the exaggeration of her uncle, with a woman who seemed almost eternally composed and confident it was rather the breath of fresh air to see her respond in a cute and slightly crabby fashion. The dark diva looking that bit younger and far more adorable than she ever had as she muttered and tried to dismiss the teasing she was subjected to by the cheery chef, having just gone through her own bout of immaturity it did no end of good for the ego of the sapphire siren to see that even this cool bastion of maturity could on occasion by childish like this. It was a wonderful new side of the woman to see.

“Heeheeheee, well, I’d certainly be a fool if I didn’t give it a try~” The spirits of Miss Serena lifted up by what she had discovered, even as her partner tried to play off her jokey comment in her customarily cool fashion, the foreign fox found that for once she wasn’t fooled by the image she put up. Given just a little window into what was beneath the wall that Alisa kept around herself to evoke that enigmatic guard she seemed to feel so comfortable behind, now the nymph felt she saw her lover in a whole new light and oddly, felt more amused by what the empress had to say, Giggling as she found her joke returned in the form of a challenge and feeling it only appropriate to accept such a thing, both because she wished to test the bluff that was shown by the black beauty and also because she felt she knew the woman better now. What a difference one little moment could make.

“A seaside cottage does sound wonderful, doesn’t it~?” Chirping happily as she found that her train of thought almost seemed to mirror what Miss Vollan was thinking of exactly, the mischievous mermaid giggled as she let more imagery of the two of them pass through her mind, practically hearing the rolling of the waves in her ears as she imagined them in a modest little place right on the coast and found the image almost as charming as the woman she saw herself sharing it with.
“We could lounge on the beach all day and go for a dip whenever we wanted, and whip up the bounty of the ocean whenever we were hungry…” Mistiness filling the blue eyes of Sofia as she slipped a little way into fantasy and saw the two of them living in a place that would have made wearing more than a bikini would feel like they were overdressing, with their ample forms on display only for each other the island girl found an odd notion of relaxation in the idea, feeling as if she could demonstrate a sense of freedom and ease within her imagery that even her largely carefree manner would rarely afford her in her current day to day lifestyle.

“Well, I’m sure I could at least, with a bit of practice at least…” Of course, the girl never quite losing that sense of wickedness and it striking up again as she let out a sigh, with a little wink Miss Serena teased the temptress nearby about her shortcoming, though gave the hand of her empress a gentle squeeze as if she meant to reassure the woman she did not hold that weakness against her.
“Don’t worry, once I’ve got the hang of it I’ll make sure to cook plenty for you too sweetie~” In fact rather liking the image of herself busy in the kitchen whipping up a fresh delight that would make Alisa adore her a little more each day, though she had run away from her homeland because she loathed the idea of becoming chained down as someone’s wife, the concept didn’t seem like such a bad one when it came with a companion who was worthy of her.

“After all, what’s mine is yours, right honey~?” Giggling and rolling her hair as she grinned from ear to ear at the idea, after a moment or two of naughty thought all too soon Sofia had plucked the ring that had been offered to her earlier in the day and set it on the finger next to her pinkie on her left hand, as if it was given because of an engagement or wedding. Wiggling it teasingly in front of her as she indulged the fantasy of being a wife perhaps a little bit too much, while she was snickering at the idea and likely taking a joke too far, there might have been more to her enjoyment than she would care to admit. That ring did feel pretty comfortable on that finger, after all…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sun Apr 14, 2019 4:24 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 750 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKER

Alisa could only giggle at the vixen's mischievous resolve, looking into her eyes and winking playfully, curling her bottom lip as that very vivid imagery of what Sofia considred 'trying' flashed to the forefront of her thoughts, aided by the fresh memories of what they'd been making:

"You know, if you raise my expectations that much... I'll be looking forward to watching you try your hardest~", she replied, her eyes narrowing into that seductive, half lidded gaze, all but wishing they weren't sitting at the dinner table... All so she could properly devote her lover her full attention, just like she truly deserved, to lean into her as she twirled that long, silky blue hair around her finger, wondering just what kind of reactions she may recieve for her efforts this time, "Fall asleep to the sound of the crashing waves, wake up under beaming sunrays, only to find a beach all to ourselves... My, Sofia~... That sounds like the very picture of paradise, does it not~?"

Another delighted little chuckle left her lips as those visions of a blissful, summery paradise filled her mind every time she took in her lover's beauty, imagining her lying next to her as they basked under the sun's sweltering gleam. Not even that cheeky little quip on her culinary ineptitude doing much to bother her at this point, stylishly flipping her hair behind her:

"Oh could you now~? You sound quite eager to jump right into the kitchen... Perhaps you just have some hidden talents you were keeping from me~?", teased the sculptress, seeing that irresistible excitement plastered on Sofia's face, actually wondering if the girl might have been as lacking as herself but grown oh so determined to overcome that limitation only to dazzle and amaze her, just like everything she'd done up until now, "...Beyond looking ravishing in an apron~?"

No, she most certainly didn't care about her cooking problem, too prideful to tell herself anything other than how she could easily learn it if she set her mind to it... No matter how much the cheeky mermaid teased her about it, when she squeezed her hand like, her smile merely widened, a blissful, pleasant tingle making her pulse rise and the hue in her cheeks deepened as she couldn't help but wonder... Just as she found it enthralling to see a more human, ordinary side to her muse with her insecurities, could Sofia be seeing something similar in her limitations?

"And what a lucky woman I am to have you, my sweet~", giggled Alisa, the visible amount of wine she'd already drunken making it all too easy to keep her skin reddened and her thoughts impishly uninhibited. With her lover so eagerly teasing her with that ring, Alisa took it a step further, taking the ring with one hand and Sofia's hand with the other, lovingly sliding the piece of jewelry onto her finger, gazing into those shimmering blue eyes as she spoke with that husky, breathy tone, "I'll keep you feeling loved and cherished every day, every waking hour, just so you know...", delivering every word and action would deliberate slowness, she'd find her heartbeat racing as she slowly leaned into Sofia, ready to seal their little fantasy with a loving, passionate kiss, "...How lucky I feel~"

Yet before her lips could meet those luscious, pearlescent pillows of Sofia's, a gruff clearing of throat brought their lovey dovey thoughts right back down to earth. Alisa was left biting her lip, mere inches from Sofia's... Yet with the alcohol in their blood mixing with the rise they got out of each other, such an action could easily become the point of no return, that could end with them finding the nearest private place... And indeed, they still had something to finish first: Though by no means annoyed, the ever understanding Rocky eventually felt the need to remind the two girls of his presence before he saw more of his niece than any uncle should:

"Finish your dinner first girls~", he admonished, getting himself another serving of food and both of them if they so desired. You'd think this display would have convinced him the two needed no more drinks, but in his mind, you could hardly blame alcohol for two lovers gazing longingly at each other as such, now, could you?

Even if both women seemed diametric opposites to very idea of marriage, moments like these showed how neither of them felt any fear of it, or wherever their feelings might take them, even if the thought of them actually doing it seemed far too outrageous to believe.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Sun Apr 14, 2019 7:56 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

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WORDS: 823 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Hidden talents~?” Purring at the playfulness at her partner and eager to get in on the act, as that gaze of her gorgeous goddess fell onto her Sofia felt as if she had been cast into the only spotlight that seemed to matter in that moment, and lowered her hand down to share it with Miss Vollan as she felt any tension between them that the moment earlier had caused melt away completely.
“Goodness, if the idea of me looking ravishing in just about anything is something you consider to be a ‘hidden’ talent, I’ve certainly not been doing my job right, have I~?” Cocking her head as she let her fingers slip into the silky palm of the woman next to her, with a tone that was light and delicate enough to tease like a feather would, the naughty nymph licked her lips as she gave her friend a little lick of flirtation to match that which was sent her way.

“Perhaps I’ll have to step up my wardrobe a bit, if what I’ve been wearing has left you wanting, hm~?” Transfixed by the gaze of the temptress and wanting to lean over and kiss her rosy lips right then and there, as the pair broke into a new round of risqué retorts it was almost as if the world around them had disappeared, or at least that was the case for Miss Serena. Not wishing to be a rude guest really and ignore the man who had brought them into his house and whipped a lovely meal up for, the sapphire siren couldn’t help but find herself captivated by the charm of her companion, the softness and sweetness in the words with which Alisa spoke like a spell that made everything but their desire disappear from the mind.

“Oooohhhh, now that seems like… Quite the proposal, my dear…” Hypnotised by the dark diva and her words like a purr of a loving kitten sent toward her cherished owner, though habit made the Valerican vixen raise her voice in response in some vain attempt to not let herself get overpowered by the will of the woman nearby, both the dreaminess in her tone and the movement of her head spoke of how she was rapidly losing such a battle.
“Putting a ring on my finger, then saying things like thissss…” Thumbing the bauble on her digit as she sank further and further forward, called by the irresistible song Sofia slipped closer and closer to the lips that she found herself craving even more than the delectable food in front of her, words practically a whisper as she drew nearer and nearer as she let herself melt because of the magic of the magnificent mistress opposite her.

“I’d say-“ Practically ready to pounce on the pillow pout of her partner when the laughter of the man at the table seemed to intrude into the moment, the motion of Miss Serena was halted by the half-surprise she felt at being reminded that there were more than two people in the room, both her words and movement cut short as Rocky gave them a playful cause to pause. However, she would not be stopped wholly. Lurching forward shamelessly and giving the sweetness that she craved a quick suckle before sitting in place with a giggle, the foreign fox showed her impulsive and rebellious spirit despite the gentle warning she had been given and then began to tuck into her food innocently, the mischievous mermaid shot her lover a smirk of satisfaction as she settled down and filled her mouth with deliciousness as she felt content with the teasing she had managed to impart. Well, mostly.

“Goodness me, my apologies to the host and the chef on that account there, really~” Grinning with delight as she slipped a piece of food into her mouth and swallowed it, if there was anything in the kitchen that was more delicious than the food before it was the chance to tease the temptress nearby, Sofia offered up a polite little apology as she set about her meal like a good girl and smirked at Miss Vollan as she put up the act of a good girl more for her benefit than Rocky’s.
“Your niece really can be a trouble maker, can’t she? Was she like this when she was younger? Bewitching the pretty faces she came across like she does me~?” Perhaps a little disappointed that she didn’t get to sample the sweetness of her lovers lips in a quantity that she could savour but expecting she would get the chance to do so soon enough, the nymph giggled as she decided to dip into the knowledge of the old man in order to make the Empress of enthrallment squirm all the more, expecting that he would never be fooled by her good girl act but eager to accept an offer to make his niece blush all the same…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Sun Apr 14, 2019 12:55 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 650 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKER

"Knowing you, I'm sure you'd always find something hidden in your sleeve to surprise me. Go beyond and all that jazz~", giggled the sculptress, winking at the ever mischievous vixen, holding her gaze, basking in that fond, firmly rooted memory of how stunning her sensuality could prove when she brought it to bear as such. Those ever subtle, yet ever playful flirtatious quips all but made her lips curl, as Alisa instinctively teased her right back, "...Might even be worth the trouble of wearing something with sleeves~"

Indeed, they both knew what usually happened to wardrobe once they found themselves in private after flirting insatiably for hours like this, as Alisa wasted little time reminding her with that ever alluring, half lidded gaze, tucking a loose black lock away from her eyes:

"Too much to take in all at once, perhaps~...? Worry not... I'll take my time... And help it sink in~", teased the sculptress, cooing softly as she leaned in with tantalizing slowness, her hand reaching for the girl's arm, drawing a sensual caress before cupping the girl's warm, soft cheek, readily welcoming her whole hearted, whole bodied surrender with a charming giggle.

She knew that look in those shimmering blue eyes all too well, the look she herself had, the look of one to whom there was no more delicious treat than the one before her, the girl she kept growing increasingly more enamored by as time went on, with not a single sliver of desire to do anything but plunge headfirst into that whirling storm of passion.

"Mmmm~...", gladly accepting the treat offered, Alisa smooched her lover right back, suckling softly on that pouty bottom lip until the girl peeled away, stroking her cheek one last time before returning her hands to the table, "...We did get a little carried away, hmm? Apologies, Uncle~"

But of course, that ever saucy little minx couldn't miss the chance to get in some quips of her own, and as always, Alisa just knew her Uncle couldn't resist every chance to spill the beans:

"Hahahaha, no need to apologize for that, you can't be worse than I was at your age... And surprisingly, not nearly as much as you'd think, kitten~", added the old man, refilling Sofia's glass, leaning in slightly and grinning as if getting ready to tell a long story, looking into her eyes as if urging her to brace herself, "Last time I've seen her, lil Lisa was completely oblivious to the hordes of boys and girls throwing themselves at her feet. Now that she knows that... Well, not surprised she might have grown a little drunk on that power~"

She all but rolled her eyes at this, feeling like a teenager again her uncle teased her mercilessly. That said, Alisa did display a reasonable amount of self awareness, even as she brushed off the worse of the teasing and flipped her hair behind her:

"Granted, I'll admit I was rather uptight compared to how I am now, but I was never blind, just... Not interested?", taking a moment's pause to look between Sofia and Rocky alike as a hint of color returned to that alabaster skin, she nonetheless narrowed her eyes soon afterwards, looking right forward into her Uncle's as she smirks, "Still, good grief Uncle, that's an awfully poor impression you have of me~ Whoever might have given it to you, I wonder~?"

At this point, she turned that knowing, seductive gaze to her left side, narrowing her eyes knowingly, all but purring as she took in the ever impish look of her beloved Sofia:

"Certainly not someone with any ulterior motives of her own~"

Aided by this delicious, delectable wine in her system, Alisa found it easier to show an even cheekier, more mischievous demeanor than her usual. Granted, for her usual standards, she hadn't drunken nearly that much, and if anything found herself intoxicated by something else altogether, making the most of what little alcohol she did have in her blood.

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Mon Apr 15, 2019 4:35 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 934 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

“Really~?” Tilting her head at the titillation she was provided by the old man at the table, Miss Serena found herself somewhat surprised to discover that once upon a time the vision of voluptuousness that sat next to her was not the smooth charmer she currently seemed to be. Recalling her own past and perhaps assuming there was a certain parallel between them given the abundance of common interests between them, the Valerican Vixen had taken a great interest in the joys of the company as soon as she had taken notice of it, being not far into her teenage years before she had taken her first kiss and started teasing the palace staff as she took her fledgling steps toward becoming the temptress that she was now.

No wonder she seems to the type to wait on others to come to her, I assumed that was just her preferred playbook entry but… Certainly so much making sense about the gorgeous girl who had seized her eye so strongly now that she knew this, up to that very moment the sapphire siren had assumed that Miss Vollan had realized her own cool magnetism and made it work for her, and while that might have been the case it now seemed there was more to the story than such a simple explanation would provide.
Now I’m only more curious? She was dense about this stuff? Who enlightened her~? The image of the dark diva at one time being naïve in the ways that the naughty nymph loved seeming to evoke so many questions, it stood to reason that some influence had helped the younger and more innocent form of the White Empress discover the pleasures that the flesh could provide, and Sofia felt both curious about and envious of whatever or hopefully whomever that was.

Looks like time has made me miss out on quite the little treat, I’d have loved to be the one who gave birth to the woman she is now~ Mind of the little minx filling with images of a younger, blushing little Lisa being confronted by a figure who would guide her in the arts in which she now seemed such an expert, Miss Serena’s fantasy included herself in that role, the difference in their ages reversing and affording her the opportunity to dote upon such a delectable youngster personally. Smirking as the imagery made the azure irises of the young woman cloud over and her divided focus only allowed her to pay only half her attention to the words of Alisa as she answered her uncle, the foreign fox bit her lip gently as she cursed the passage of time and her own entry into it and made a silent wish to take advantage of any fissure in time she could find in order to discover the raw rookie ‘form’ of the fine femme she was now so enamoured with.

I wonder if she’d blush more than Cherry does~? That would be a delightful discovery, maybe the reason she likes teasing her so much is because she remembers what that felt like~? That certainly an adventure that would be worth all her effort and energy to discover, the mischievous mermaid cherished the notion of seeing the seductress before she was the magnetic mistress she now was.

Imagine her, all red faced and shy, knowing what she wants but afraid to ask for it… If that isn’t heaven, I don’t know what is! Certainly no fool and knowing that such a hope would likely come to naught given the fact that travel through the flow of time was almost comprehensively considered to impossible, especially with a rearward trajectory, it still did not put Sofia off the idea entirely. So appealing was the result that she was silently determined to make the impossible become the possible, as she lifted the last pieces of her serving to her mouth the young vixen giggled softly to herself as she basked in her fantasy, clinging to a vain hope that one day she might just make it a reality regardless of the restriction that rationality put on her.

“U-Ulterior motives~?” Blinking in surprise as she was addressed by the object of her interest, or at least the ripened form of it, thanks to the blissful trip she had taken into her imagination the fox was a little slow on her understanding as she responded, though did not let that affect her bearing in one little bit.
“Meeee~?” Fluttering her lashes playfully as she did not know exactly what Alisa was asking of her in the most specific sense of the term, for one reason or another Miss Serena did not feel inclined toward letting her partner know that she had been too distracted to follow their conversation and played up her good girl act as hammily as possible to mask that fact, knowing that the dark dish would see through her acting but hoping that would be enough to deflect her attention from her lack of focus.

“Why, you should know by now that I’m a good girl, who only wants the best for the people I care about~” Perhaps wasted in the realm of magic and likely having something of a talent for theatre if she ever chose to indulge such an occupation, with vague words and an ironic sense of sincerity in them Sofia tried her best to skirt around the fact that she didn’t really know what she was being asked, and hoped that something her partner said or did might just tip her off before she figured that fact out…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Mon Apr 15, 2019 2:39 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 700 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKER

"Really hard to believe isn't it...? Imagine hearing about your niece all over the news, and getting a completely different impression from the girl you know.", chuckled Rocky, downing what remained of his glass as he looked at Sofia.

Ultimately his gaze fell on Alisa herself as the girl spoke with a faint, knowing smile; clearly she saw regretted none of the changes that turned her from that lonely, overly serious teenager into the laid back woman she is now:

"A lot happened between then and now...", concluded Alisa, finding herself gazing at the rich fluid in her glass, admiring how the light interacted with the swirling red before taking a good long sip, "Looking at someone and comparing them with who they were five years ago, you'll inevitably conclude they may as well be different people."

She hadn't lost sight of the goal she had when she left home, she just knew things a bit better... Without saying a single word, Rocky smiled for he knew she understood what he'd been trying to tell her so long ago. Everything she lived up until that point helped her mature into the outstanding woman she was today:

"I disagree, even had I not heard your name, I'd have recognized my niece anywhere~!", grinned the man, that proud, doting look flashing on his face once more as Alisa could only chuckle

After two full plates easily a bottle of wine each, the sculptress soon laid knife and fork to one side, after finishing what remained of the meal's beverage. They'd drunken more than enough to easily find themselves engrossed in a rather deep, contemplative conversation... More wine could certainly find itself on the menu for dessert, and yet a single look at her lover tempted her with a whole other set of ideas, far lighter, even more delicious ones at at that:

"Mmmm, now that sound a little too good to be true, does it now~?", added the sculptress, gladly joining Sofia for yet another little round of mischievous flirtation, "Keep that up and eventually someone will be very, very keen on finding out what lies beneath~"

That impish look on her face was absolutely priceless, drawing a graceful little chuckle from the sculptress' lips as she looked at Sofia. So much to admire about that truly enderearing look of mock innocence, like she'd just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar and yet insisted to hide a big handful beind her back. That said, Alisa suspected she had little clue as to what exactly she and her Uncle had been talking about, with how lost in her thoughts she appeared, all but suggesting she had something else entirely on her mind to put on that witty show of secrecy:

"Seeing you so deep in thought like that, who wouldn't wonder what you might be up to~", mused Alisa, gazing intently into those shimmering blue jewels, a faint, vaguely predatorial glint in those wine red eyes. With nothing to occupy her hands with, reaching out and teasingly caressing Sofia's arm proved irresistibly tempting, her fingertips tracing aimless shapes on the softness of her skin until Alisa nibbled her bottom lip, "Surely a good girl wouldn't keep such luscious thoughts to herself now, would she~?"

Naturally, Sofia might have already come to learn the insatiable intensity of Alisa's curiosity, constantly hungering for knowledge on whatever interested her, and at this point, the blue haired Mermaid faced no challenges in seizing the tall woman's full attention~ Only the clattering of dishes brought her attention back to Rocky, who'd began collecting the dishes

"Oh, I'll help you out with that Uncle. It's only fair after cooking us such a wonderful meal~", she said, pulling back her chair and standing up, ready to do her share of the work.

Yet he'd have none of it, shaking his head and raising his hand in polite refusal, winking at the two as he calmly collected the dishes:

"Not happening missy. I thought I thought you better than leaving your other half waiting~", teased the man, looking between the two youthful girls who had eyes for none but each other

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Tue Apr 16, 2019 6:59 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 865 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

She’s definitely on to me… Cursing inwardly as her little act seemed to fail, perhaps it was because Alisa’s cool gaze was far more calculating than she let on or simply because the woman already knew of the shortcoming suffered by the sapphire siren in the realms of innocence, but either way it seemed that the jig was up for Miss Serena.
I suppose it makes sense, if I could make a fool of her too easily then she wouldn’t be much of a playmate, would she? Still, not one to really let something as simple as defeat deny her efforts or enjoyment, the young vixen simply smirked as she gained a similar insight into the teasing reactions of the temptress opposite her, relishing the chance to exchange a little back and forth with the woman as she kept up her charade.

“Well, naturally a good girl would have no reason to be secretive, however…” Smirking and pulling her hair behind her ear as she found a chance to have a delightful piece of debate with the dark diva, as Miss Vollan sought to take advantage of her distraction with a play for some sort of high ground of rationality or morality, Sofia batted her lashed and put on a playful pout as she let the language of her body retreat a little way from the woman opposite her.
“Would she really trust to share her heart’s desire on one so insistent~?” Not too fussed about sharing exactly what she was thinking really and certainly not shamed by the things that had filled her mind, all the same the foreign fox felt like she did not wish to make the task of finding out too easy for the White Empress, after all it wouldn’t be much fun for her that way.

“Oh how tactless you are! Being a delicate flower can you blame me for feeling shy in the moment, my dear~?” Taking the cue that she had been given by the girl nearby and adding it too her arsenal as she played the role of a sweet ingénue that she doubted anyone in the room would consider genuine, with an effort to supress the smirk she wanted to wear whilst she toyed with the temptress, Miss Serena lifted a curled finger up to her lip and batted her long lashes even more, making herself seem as sweet and wholesome as she could manage.

“Good gracious, I will confess I took you for another sort~” Loving the mischief she whipped up more and more with every moment, the mermaid was likely channelling at least a dozen wilting ladies she remembered from romance novels as she continued with her display, not to mention indulging a little of the influence that her father had tried to put into her. How satisfied that man would be had she been happy acting this way in his court, unfortunately all she had managed was a sham of a display that made her feel hollow and doubt the sincerity of the other people who managed it also, which was rather the contrast to the giddiness her mummery caused her now.

“I’m sure a gentleman like Mr Vollan here would never intrude into the discretion of a lady like myself~” Striding up from the table as the man of the house collected the crockery and began to set about washing up, with a wry smile the wicked wench wrapped her arm around that of this dashing dandy and hung from that well-formed limb with a hint of limpness. Taunting Alisa with her behaviour of course but in her act noticing just how strong and sturdy those arms felt as she clung to them, while the gaze of Sofia was focused on his niece, she couldn’t help but find herself distracted for just a moment or two as she wondered what it might be like to be taken into that grasp and held by such an affirming embrace, envying the fact that Alisa had enjoyed it earlier on for and she had not for a second or two.

“Perhaps it is a shame that the apple falls so far from the proud and mighty tree of your uncle, Alisa~?” Humming gently as she snaked her arms tightly around that tree trunk of an arm and fluttered her gaze toward the man instead, perhaps it was habit but Miss Serena couldn’t help but press her chest against the firmness of his muscle as a slow smile spread across the face of the naughty nymph. Loving the chance to show off in front of her woman and a part of her wondering just how far she might have gone with what she was doing had Alisa not been here, the little minx let her azure eyes travel back to the face of her friend as she rested her head on the shoulder of the man and let out a sigh of contentment that she only had to play up just a little, as all the while that impish part of her wondered just how mad her little Lisa might get if she succumbed to the temptation the contact with this fine older man was giving her…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Tue Apr 16, 2019 3:40 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 700 | TAG: @Sofia | BIKER

She partly expected that kind of reply from Sofia, and yet, no way Alisa could have expected her lover to cling so powerfully to her act, a skillful display the likes of which few actors could ever live up to. She found it beautiful to watch, really, her smile widening a she followed every eyelash batted, every cheeky little pout like the most beautiful performance she'd ever seen... Yet never without forgetting her own part:

"Don't flaunt your innocence so vehemently sweetie, who knows, people might actually start believing you~", she teased, chuckling cheekily as that teasing hand never strayed far from the girl's exposed shoulder, occasionally twirling a lone blue lock around her finger, slowly leaning in, planing a slow, tender smooch on her cheek, "Keep it to yourself, I'll figure it out eventually... Far more entertaining that way~"

The girl was on to something, and Alisa knew all too well from that look on her face, just as Sofia knew she was onto it in turn. The delighted in that game of flirtation and seduction, Alisa for one hardly felt as stimulated with anybody else... So when the girl looked to her uncle for protection, Alisa's brow rose but her smile widened, seeing through that play, folding her arms under her full, generous bosom as the surprised Rocky could only turn to her and grin:

"Far be it from me, kitten~", snickered the older male; if he was indeed vulnerable to the girl's charms, he most certainly showed no hint of it, showing the same warm, jovial familiarity he'd shown her this whole time, "You should hold on tighter to your girl, Lisa~ Skittish young lady like her, you could easily spook her into someone else's arms~"

Even as he felt that irresistible softness pressed to his strong, burly arms, he kept calmly washing is dishes, sharing a playful grin winking knowingly at Sofia the whole way. After all, he boasted that same willfulness of Alisa's all too clearly, that fire in his eyes hinting that if he were to surrender to the charms of a girl his niece's age, he could hardly call himself a man anymore.

"Unless that lady were family that is~", Alisa quickly corrected, giggling, calmly approaching her Uncle as her hand came to rest on his shoulder, approaching from the side Sofia hadn't taken. Before Rocky could object to her presence, his niece stood one step ahead of him, and quickly pointed out with a clever smirk on her lips, "Seems to me you don't need any help keeping her company there, Uncle~ Guess you earned an extra pair of hand with these dishes."

Indeed, only one person could actually man the sink, especially when that one person was almost as big as two. Instead, the sculptress placed the dishes in a neat stack where he could get at, while drying those he was finished with. Give it to relatives who'd lived so long together to work equally well together; with Alisa beside him what seemed like a modest amount to clean up very quickly ceased to be a problem altogether, and after finishing all that up, she calmly draped the towel over Rocky's shoulder and excused herself:

"Now, if you'll excuse me~...", spoke the sculptress, letting out a rather inelegant, if potentially endearing little yawn, covering her mouth as her work was done, resting her hand on his shoulder, planting a gentle kiss on his cheek, "...I believe i'll get an early night before tomorrow's training.", she couldn't help but glance at the cheeky mermaid clinging to her Uncle's arm, "Guess I won't need to worry about making a bed for you~"

However much fun they could have if Sofia were to join her, she wouldn't really lose sleep otherwise. Even with her lover around, on some level Alisa still found solace in solitude, and that wouldn't really change anytime soon:

"Have a good night Lisa~!! Great to have you sleeping in for once!", spoke the jovial man, already finishing up what dishes remained, turning to the beauty clinging to his arm, petting hers gently as he looked, "How about you kitten~? Will you get an early night with your girl, or join an old man for a drink?"

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Wed Apr 17, 2019 7:22 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 997 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

Is she jealous, or just showing off~? Still clinging to that steady and stoic arm as Miss Vollan stood up and began to polish off the task of drying up quite handily, though Sofia had wanted to lend a hand with this task out of appreciation for the meal, instead she found her intentions usurped for reasons that she couldn’t quite put a reason on. Not exactly looking to make her lady love too envious with what she was doing and more just being her usual kittenish self, the mischievous minx could not decide if the brusque manner of the black beauty was down to what she had done or whether the woman was just trying to flaunt her own skills, with either explanation seeming to fit the bill.

Training~? Regardless of the reason the ravishing woman seeming to handily polish off the chore in a matter of moments, Miss Serena blinked as her partner’s brevity again surprised her, the woman seeming to opt to duck out of this dance rather than continue it. Puzzled, especially by the mention of a reason for needing the early start, the Valerican Vixen raised nary a word as her woman disappeared from view and couldn’t help but feel as if she had done something wrong there, or as if Alisa was trying to tell her something. However, if the message was that she should be followed swiftly, then unfortunately for the White Empress her lover would leave her disappointed.

“Ohhhh, decisions, decisions…” Tapping her chin gently as Rocky asked what she wanted to do next and something about the curtness of her companion making Sofia want to act out, while she was one smitten kitten when it came to the gorgeous glory of her guild mate, all the same some kind of pride in the princess made her unwilling to act like a dog being called by her master. Wilder than that and despite her fondness for what had gone on wanting to spend some time with her girl, all the same it felt a little rude to leave the old man who had cooked for them alone before bedtime and also the sapphire siren disliked the fact that her presence seemed more an assumption than a gift. It was odd, but that presumption felt a little bit offensive, and not something that led her to indulge in whatever plan might be waiting for her upstairs. At least, not immediately.

“You know what, how about I pour the drink, and you tell me a few more of those delicious stories, hm~?” Humming gently and finally releasing the arm of the grand old man she had been hanging off as she spied a nice bottle of golden spirit on the counter, with a smile the foreign fox skipped over and scooped up a pair of glasses which she set on the table before assuming a seat next to one of them, eager to indulge their host a bit more not to mention her own sense of curiosity.
“Lisa’s always so quiet and hardly tells me anything, but I love tales of adventure, and you look like the sort of man who has more than a few of those~” Finding she was reminded a little of a certain other uncle by the white haired man and feeling a certain kinship with the old timer because of that, as she flooded the pair of tumbler’s with a nice strong concoction that smelled like it had been aged perfectly, Miss Serena sensed there was more to this man than met the eye in more than one way.

“Some of my fondest memories from childhood involve me sitting in the lap of my own uncle, hearing about the places he’d seen, the faces he’d known…” Certainly happy and jovial and far more open than his niece, maybe she was imagining things but Sofia couldn’t help but sense that this man too had his own way of guarding his thoughts and feelings, finding that she wondered just how many of those laughs and lingering smiles were there to conceal something more delicate and desperate. Certainly their arrival bringing a little more joy to the life of the man but that likely only a temporary thing, from the scene she saw the Sapphire siren assumed there was a hidden loneliness about this seemingly happy soul, his life away from the village without any apparent family seemed to say far more to the blue girl than the jokes and expressions he made. Shrewder than she might want herself to seem and her childhood making her an expert in isolation, the mermaid didn’t know if her friend had overlooked the diagnosis she had seen or simply did not wish to confront it, but it was something that this azure angel could not overlook.

“So I’m definitely a bit of a sucker for a flash of silver hair and a sport of story time~” Humming sweetly as she sampled the aged liquid she had served up for herself and shot a wink toward the man in the kitchen, Miss Serena was happy to spend a little more time making the effort to ward off the woes brought on by solitude, after all risking the alternative seemed like a far bigger mistake than making Alisa that little bit grumpy with her.

“And you never know, if you drink has anything to do with it, I might just end up in your lap too~” Reasoning that even if she was just being paranoid then she would likely have a few more tales to think about when she was bored, though part of the youngster did feel a pang of guilt for keeping her partner waiting, at the same time she knew she had to stay true to herself. After all, not every piece of charm she gave away was about getting to some amorous ending, sometimes one had to simply savour the smiles they could inspire and be happy with that alone…

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Alisa** · Wed Apr 17, 2019 3:53 pm

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 800 | TAG: @Sofia | SLEEPWEAR

Gottfrid actually looked surprised Sofia chose not to go with her girlfriend, leaving him to wonder just how in the world had Alisa managed to reel in an equally prideful girl. Love truly is a mysterious force... Well, he'd most certainly not look a gift kitten in the mouth, and despite the raised brow, his smile widened in turn, finally curling into a cheery smirk as she said the magic words:

"Got youself a deal kitten, pick your poison~", spoke the man, pulling up his chair and sitting back down with a laid back posture, chuckling as she saw her go straight for a golden bottle, "Oooh, Caelan Whiskey huh? Good taste you have there~"

Judging by the delighted look on his face, Sofia had undoubtedly picked one of Rocky's personal favorites. He may have wondered just where she picked up such a fine taste in beverages, watching her pour that drink rather gleefully, quickly taking a good long sip as the answer to his own question soon dawned, and he couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the situation. Far be it from him to call himself a pressing influence on his niece, but he knew he'd done his bst and knew the girl

"Your Uncle sounds like a good man.", spoke Rocky, chuckling as he imagined just what kind of tales could this man have spun to help his daughter grow into such a fine, splendid young woman. No doubt, he must be brimming in pride, and his smile widened as he raised his glass to hers, "Cheers, kitten...! To uncles and nieces everywhere around Earthland.", scraching his bearded cheek, the man mused on what kind of tale he may spin for such an eager, willing listener, clearly he had far too many to count, "Luckily for you, you're about to get both~ And drink sure as hell has nothing nothing to do with it...!"

...Alisa didn't actually have any specific plan mind you, though she did expect to see Sofia upstairs at some point to say a proper goodnight. She didn't and instead, went to sleep with a sigh. She did fall into a deep slumber rather quickly after all, trying to keep a sleeping schedule strict like clockwork did have it's advantages, aside from being good for her skin...

That didn't stop her getting up in the middle of the night every so often, especially on lone nights like these... Something about sleeping in this bed felt off... Aside from the stiffness she'd already forgotten about, she felt a modest tinge of discomfort in this far too vivid reminder of the single minded teen she'd been not so long ago. Her room decidedly spartan, with little in the name of furniture - even though the white walls did make it feel surprisingly roomy - hinted at how little she cared for everything but the one thought driving her forward...

"Should have turned this into a guest room, Uncle...", she mused aloud, shambling towards the door; she may have understood his desire to keep her room exactly as she left it - he was that kind of guy - but she most certainly wouldn't miss it. She didn't even leave much to keep intact.

She paid it little mind, or at least tried to, as she instead climbed her way downstairs, eyes half lidded yawning as she scratched her bed hair, hand resting on the railing. Clad in her old clothes as a makeshift pajamas, Alisa opted for a simple pair of plain panties and a hip white T-shirt, borrowing some clothes from her younger self that had been left behind upon her sudden departure... On her way to the kitchen though, she couldn't help but cast a cursory glance at the living room, where a lying Sofia laid peacefully. Shaking her head, she wondered just how hard she had to talk her uncle into not setting up a proper bed for her:

"Silly Sofia... You could have woken me up and we'd have figured something out.", sighed the sculptress, hoping at least her Uncle would have done so. Approaching the girl, she stroked that long and silky blue hair, leaning in and planting a good, long smooch on her cheek, tucking her in. Really, did she have to sleep on the couch? Alisa stood upright and rested a hand on her cheek, scanning down the girl's body, squeezed into a deceptively comfortable sleeping arrangement, and her gaze narrowed. Gently slipping a hand under her knees and another behind her shoulder, she peeled the girl from her blanket and carried her princess upstairs, into her room, gently draping her onto her already warmed, welcoming bed. Then and only then would she truly tuck the girl in again, once more placing a tender goodnight kiss on her cheek, hushing gently, "Goodnight sweetie~ You'll need a proper sleep if you want to be ready for tomorrow~..."

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

**Sofia** · Thu Apr 18, 2019 6:22 am

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

4,345,000

Rank :

X-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

733,000

Reputation :

25,400

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

🛇

Magic :

Poseidon, the Master of the Sea

Strength :

771

Speed :

902

Constitution :

256

Endurance :

256

Intelligence :

526

Mana :

10,540

Weapon :

Winchester's Colt

Off-Hand :

Tomioka's Kimetsu

Head :

bow of the slum angel

Body :

Ring :

Modification :

Companion :

Pouch :

WORDS: 592 | TAG: Alisa~ | OUTFIT

The stories amusing Sofia to no end and the drink certainly helping both her enjoyment and her ability to slip into a nice, deep sleep, though originally she had intended on heading up to slip into bed with her lady lover after staying up a while, as the hour grew late the girl had instead found herself with a severe case of a nodding dog head and ended up snoozing on the couch with a blanket provided by the fatherly old man she had been drinking with. Happy to stay there for the most part as her tipsiness left her in the kind of condition that would have meant she could sleep restfully even on a jagged rock, the girl did not move an inch as Miss Vollan spoke to her whilst she snoozed and only really responded to the woman once she felt the softness of her body and the sweetness of that familiar scent.

“Mmmmmm…” Purring as she felt the touch of lips on her cheek, though Miss Serena was not really woken from her slumber by the little act or the feeling of having the blankets wrapped around in, in a dozing state the damsel mewled happily at her partner more out of subconscious urge and instinct and cuddled herself tighter.

“L-Lisa…” Perhaps seeking to wrap her body around that of Alisa’s but finding her frame sadly lacking, she pouted as she continued to snooze, however that disappointment quickly melted away once she the woman bundled her up and all too easily the sleepy girl let out a soft and sweet murmur of bliss as she basked in the arms of her companion.

“Y-You’re the best…” Definitely suited to the nickname that she had been given by Rocky in the state she was in as her purring grew louder with every moment, as she was held in the arms of the dark diva, Sofia pawed at her partner gently without even realizing she was doing it, her mind rather muddled by sleep and drink as she clung to her girl and didn’t quite seem to wake up.
“The best…” Not really knowing what she was saying at all because of the stupor she was in as she nuzzled her way up to the lips of her lover and suckled on them, as she found herself being placed back down some insensible impulse of the girl made the foreign fox snap her arms around the frame of her fellow femme and cling to her body, not wanting to be left alone now that she had her wonderful woman so close despite the tightness of the sleeping arrangements.

“S-Stay… Stay…” Continuing to mumble as she hung from the body of the black beauty and that unconscious will driving her actions, with an honesty that she would likely never admit with her waking mind the Valerican Vixen showed her desire with her body as she rolled herself and the woman in her arms over and pinned her down with her body, her deeds completely innocent in their intention but forceful all the same.
“I love you…” Nuzzling her way down the voluptuous frame of the vision who had carried her to bed until her head rested on the plush pillows in her chest, with a little admission of the true extent of her fondness the fox smiled and clung to the waist of the White Empress, both women stuck in the tiny bed of a teenager but for her part Miss Serena never feeling more comfortable than she had in that moment…

-[EXIT]-

Stir Up Some Excitement

"Make every day its own adventure~"

- Sofia Serena

credit to nat of adoxography.

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**Alisa** · Fri Apr 19, 2019 9:21 am

Epithet :

White Empress

Guild :

Blue Pegasus

Jewels :

14,302,125

Rank :

Z-Rank

Race :

Demi-God (Champion)

Experience :

2,043,525

Reputation :

39,050

Class :

Hunter

Aura :

Lover's Aura

Magic :

Demon Slayer Magic: Crystal (Earth)

Strength :

531

Speed :

1,002

Constitution :

343

Endurance :

494

Intelligence :

1001

Mana :

12,675

Weapon Mastery :

Novice - Sword

Weapon :

V. Winchester's Machete

Off-Hand :

Yamato

Head :

Ayame's Hidden Visor

Body :

Coat of the Winchesters

Cape :

Dhivir's Thunderous Stride

Ring :

Tal-Rasha's Matrimonial Ring

Modification :

Companion :

Liv

Pouch :

Tal-Rasha's Skeleton Key, Tal-Rasha's Servant Key,
Tal-Rasha's Memory Key, Tal-Rasha's Inversion Key

WORDS: 470 | TAG: @Sofia | SLEEPWEAR

Sofia continued to amaze her... Just when Alisa thought she couldn't possibly get any cuter, here she was, purring and mewling like a kitten, pawing at the sculptress clinging tightly to her body until she could only giggle and nuzzle the girl affectionately, fully aware of how her lover wouldn't give away such a wonderful side to herself too eagerly, making this little treat all the rarer, something to cherish and savor up to the last moment:

"Too cute~...", mumbled Alisa, nuzzling her snoozing lover with an ever widening smile on her face, gently carrying her up the stairs, carefully so as not to disrupt her rest any further. And yet for all the things she'd already experienced, Alisa had most certainly never been sleep kissed before. Humming as she felt those soft, loving lips seeking the comfort of her own, she returned that loving smooch with gusto, tender little pecks, merely enjoying that tender affection, absent any desire to seek a greater intensity as she laid her down to sleep, "My~... Such a hopeless girl..."

Feeling the girl clinging so tightly to her body, Alisa couldn't bring herself to peel away... Why would she?

"Ufufu~... You should have just joined me from the beginning...", mused the artist, peeling away the covers as she laid that soft, sinuous body atop the mattress, lovingly brushing some stray blue locks away from her face and admiring that gorgeous beauty

Stirring too vigorously could inevitably rouse the girl and disrupt that precious slumber, and so she simply purred, joining Sofia under the blankets of that soft, tightly packed bed, enjoying the soothing closeness and merely gasping softly once she found the rather assertive girl rolling her onto her back even with her eyes firmly shut. She may have expected a lot, and yet the next words still caught her off guard. Even in her dazed, sleepy state, her eyes widened softly at that slumbering admission, leaving her powerless to stop the automatic reply that left those plush, shimmering lips as they curled softly, her cheeks slightly as Sofia's warmth filled her:

"I love you more... My muse~", she spoke, a low, almost purring tone rivalling Sofia's, wrapping her arms tighter around her torso as they slid up her back, holding her tighter still as she leaned in for a slow, tender smooch to her forehead, just as her hand began a gentle, loving caress over that long silky hair, cuddling her head to her soft, luscious bosom. Cooing gently, her surroundings fell out of focus entirely as she marvelled at Sofia's sleeping beauty until she too found herself lulled into a deep, blissful slumber, placing the ever present little kiss on the girl's pouty lips, until her own desire for rest allowed her no further, "Sweet dreams, Sofia~..."

Strength is also Beauty

"New year, new day~"

- Alisa Vollan

credit to nat of adoxography.

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