Appearance

As the sun slipped below the horizon, the last rays of fiery orange and red surrendered to the oncoming night. Shadows lengthened across the land as the light slowly faded, giving way to the gentle glow of the rising moon. The transition from day to night that danced across the sky went unnoticed by Tōga, who was preoccupied with other thoughts that evening, his gaze turned inward rather than upward to the cosmos' graceful dance between light and dark.

Tōga's thoughts wandered as he dressed, flickering between outfits like a slideshow across the hotel room mirror. Would she like this one? Or that? He mulled over impressions to be made and warmth to be shared on their evening together. After some time pondering, he settled on an outfit - trading his normal red hoodie for one of deepest obsidian, letting a darker overcoat drape across his shoulders. His bomber jacket shone under the light, colorful patches bursting forth from the black and grey fabric. Dark pants and shoes grounded the stylish look in urban chic as Tōga layered up, not just for fashion but for function should his friend need shielding from the night's chill. World cultures merged through his personal flair for fusion fashion. Prepared and polished, Tōga hoped his thoughtful touches would be appreciated when she arrived. The outcome relied not on appearances but connections - and he looked forward to deepening theirs.

Tōga made his way from the hotel room into the lobby, scanning the space for any sign of Ursula's arrival. She had asked to meet here before their evening together. At first he saw no one, but then a familiar scent danced past and suddenly there she was. As if conjured up by his very thoughts, Ursula appeared before him. Tōga's gaze settled upon her figure, drinking in the vision of his date for the night. His eyes traced over her form appreciatively before meeting her own, a smile creeping across his face. After a moment of taking her in, he approached with light steps to greet her properly and begin what he hoped would be a memorable night for them both.

“W-wow……”

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Tōga was a force of nature, a wildfire that could not be tamed. He lived according to no rules but his own, erupting unpredictably like a spark catching flame. His passion brought either destruction or renewal, depending on one’s perspective; he followed only his own whims, acting for no reason other than his own amusement. But in Ursula’s seductive presence, Tōga met his match. Before her, his usual uncontrollable flare was subdued, his inner light dimmed for once by something - someone - who enthralled him even more than his own impulses. She riveted him, a tantalizing mystique dampening even Tōga’s wild spirit. Where once there had been untamed fire, Ursula left smoldering embers in her wake.

Tōga gulped as Ursula purred if he liked what he saw – and oh, how he loved it. "Mhm...Y-You look...amazing," he managed, fighting to suppress his more primal urges for formality’s sake. His chivalrous Joyan roots compelled polite manners, though his gaze yearned to drink her in. As Ursula ensnared him close with her embrace, her siren’s scent overwhelmed what self-restraint remained. Like a moth to her flame, the nearer he drew, the more desperately he burned for her intoxicating presence. She threatened to ignite him wholly aflame should he let control slip – yet already she had sparked embers of longing he strained to ignore. So close, so consuming, he scarcely trusted himself at all...and still, the temptation to taste the fire proved a sweeter siren song than cold civility could hope to sing.

Words failed Tōga as Ursula purred the temptation - to have her all to himself tonight. Spellbound by her siren song, he could only nod, still consumed completely by the vision she presented. Her scent, the way she moved, imagining how she might taste...every detail of Ursula enthralled him utterly. As she led him away - sequestering them from prying eyes to a more private venue - he managed at last to find his voice: “I’m yours tonight too...don’t forget.” A promise whispered low, binding him to her whims as readily as she bound his senses, fogged his thoughts with desire. She had caught him in her web - yet as she drew him deeper into sweet seclusion, no struggle crossed his mind. If she wished to make a feast of him there in the shadows, he would beg that privilege. Ursula had him well and truly snared, and Tōga could not bring himself to resist.

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The crimson on his cheeks glowed as brightly as the moon each time Ursula offered him another kind word, her affection eliciting an ever deepening flush. "Hahaha," he laughed bashfully, "I wanted to impress ya. You dress so nice all the time, I figured my old red hoodie and jumpsuit wasn’t appropriate hahaha." Tōga subtly poked fun at his own simple style even as his blushes revealed just how much he enjoyed basking in Ursula’s attentive presence and artful attire.

Tōga let out a contented sigh as Ursula led him through a series of doors, emerging at last on the rooftop of one of Santalicia's many skyscrapers. The altitude was dizzying, but the fresh air revitalizing. He inhaled deeply, taking in the panoramic view spread out before them - the city unfolding below like a tapestry woven from stone, glass, and steel. From this vantage point, perched together atop the towering heights, the labyrinth of urban life felt strangely tranquil. Tōga squeezed Ursula's hand gently, grateful she had brought him to glimpse this oasis of solitude hovering amidst the metropolis.

"Wow! You did all this?!" Tōga exclaimed, his brown eyes widening as he drank in the sight before him. A picnic blanket lay draped across the rooftop, dotted with the gentle glow of candlelight. The flickering flames cast a warm aura over the assortment of refreshments and accentuated the inky hue of the night sky behind. Tōga felt drawn into the cozy scene, the candles' golden light dancing in harmony with the silver beams of the watching moon. He sank down slowly, basking in Ursula's thoughtful gesture. Glancing back up at her with awe and appreciation, the candles' glow now reflected in his smiling eyes. Their soft radiance and the beauty of the starry sky above paled in comparison to the joy of sharing this moment together.

Tōga's smile radiated warmth as he patted the empty space beside him, his eyes brimming with invitation. "Come sit with me?" he asked, voice gentle yet hopeful. The candle flames seemed to glow brighter in anticipation, their flickering light dancing playfully in reflection of Tōga's own eager spirit.

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Ursula was a sensual temptress, who knew how to use everything at her disposal to make Tōga crumble in every great way imaginable. The outfits she chose, and how they accentuated every single curve, dip and bump her body had to offer was otherworldly, and how her words lured him right back to looking when he tried to politely look away; she donned something, and wanted to make sure it was received. Tōga couldn’t help but give her what she wanted.

With a mere trio of words, 'I love it,' he painted the world anew, his brown eyes settling gently upon her, even as his visage lit up anew, blazing brighter than the sun itself. This radiant transformation came as Ursula hinted at a spectacle yet unseen by Tōga—the allure of her attire, which was provocatively minimal. What more, indeed, could there be to unveil? His response, a mix of naive eagerness and bewildered intrigue, 'Oooo! What’s the best part? I wanna see!' betrayed his cluelessness. The subtlety of her implication soared gracefully over his head, yet somewhere in the recesses of his mind, sparks of understanding began to flicker, igniting thoughts unspoken.

Ursula gracefully took her place beside him, and in a moment that seemed to fold time, he found himself reclining on the picnic blanket, his gaze wandering from her to embrace the night's sky—a tapestry woven with a million stars, stretching beyond the moon's embrace. "This is already a great night, and it just started," Tōga murmured, his smile unfaltering as he lay enchanted by the celestial panorama above. Beside him, Ursula's presence was a comforting anchor, and without thought, he drew closer, until their shoulders touched, a silent testament to their growing connection under the vast, starlit dome.

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Tōga gazed longingly at the blanket of stars above, his fingers intertwined with Ursula's as they lay shoulder to shoulder on the hillside. The lively rock music from the concert below echoed in his ears, but his fiery eyes were fixed on the distant, twinkling heavens, the untouchable wonders of the universe calling to him. He was a dragon of flame and earthbound might, yet he yearned to soar among those stars. Though his wings could never reach so far into the galaxy's glittering expanse, Tōga's soul stirred with dragonfire dreams of exploring cosmos unknown. With Ursula's comforting warmth beside him, the endless possibilities of the night sky fueled his imagination as the music fueled his spirit.

Though his fiery dreams pulled him skyward, having his feet planted on Earthland with Ursula by his side was the greatest prize Tōga could hope for. "Yes, a quiet night could be deafening, with the right person," he murmured, a tender smile crossing his face as his gaze lowered from the moonlit heavens. Meeting Ursula's eyes, Tōga gently brushed her cheek with a kiss, the galaxy's splendor paling in comparison to her beauty. No cosmic voyage could replace the joy of this quiet moment together. The stars in the velvet sky may tantalize his dragon spirit, but the star in his arms outshone them all. Here with Ursula, basking in her radiance, Tōga found the belonging his spirit sought, a feeling as wondrous as any world in the distant stars.

“Thank you,”

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