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The day is almost done. Some of the booths have already been packed up. There are fewer people in the plaza, mostly couples who were trying to spend a few more hours of the festival together. Aether has asked for Ayato’s permission to spend time with Ayaka alone. Aside from the fact that the traveler is trustworthy, a good friend, as in indeed a capable warrior, Ayaka was was giving them the hopeful eyes. Who are they to decline, if it’s obvious the Kamisato princess wants the same? With that, Ayaka and Aether went on their way to enjoy the festival. Paimon on the other hand is spending time with the attendants at the Kamisato Estate, eating all the dishes they have prepared.
It was well-litted stage, surrounded by hanging lanterns. The backdrop is an image of the big sakura tree at the top of Narukami Shrine. The actors on the stage are dressed as Doushin’s of the Tenryou Commission being apprehended by half-naked man wearing only his trousers, face covered by a red mask with horns that resemble a demon, as it pulled the samurai’s collar, about to lunge at him with the debate club. Although the act shows the oni defeating the samurai, the narrator is telling otherwise. In the story, the oni was defeated, but somehow paved the way for the oni and humans to overcome their differences and lived happily ever after. It is the Arataki Gang’s show. Good thing, Itto was able to recover fast to make it to this play. Apparently, the special limited edition drinks which were the reward for their duel with the traveler contain soybeans - an ingredient to which the oni is somehow allergic to. Of course, it’s the traveler who won but has been so kind as to just give his reward to Itto and his gang despite Paimon insisting to drink it in his stead. Bless his heart!
An extravagant play, certainly not. However, for a small amount of money, and the wittiness of the actors, who are obviously enjoying what they’re doing, it is entertaining enough for the crowd to applaud.
“Haha! Now that’s what I call a good show!” the ever bashful oni, with both hands on his waist laugh with pride as they receive the crowd’s cheers.
“The Arataki Gang rules!” says one of the actors, as they pose with their leader.
Together, Thoma and Ayato decided to enjoy the remaining hours of the festival together as soon as Ayaka happily left with Aether.
Tomoki is one of the shops that participated in the Oridori festival. Although his shops sell unusual fusion of different ingredients, Ayato has taken this chance to request more peculiar recipes, which Tomoki had a hard time following. It is more peculiar than his taste, and Ayato has the weirdest taste of all. Thoma is enjoying himself as well. Aside from his fondness for eating, he can also get to try Ayato’s creation. Funny as it is, knowing Ayato, the commissioner has always been strict and disciplined with himself. Never allowing himself to commit a mistake due to neglect and properly planning everything until things achieve perfection, due to his responsibilities, his penchant for weird dishes is where the child inside the commissioner shows. Holding a dango on the other hand, and a drink, on the other hand, he saw a crowd of people going to the back of the house where the Theater Mechanicus stall was situated.
The crowd was still clapping, and the actors were still posing, when silhouettes of doushins appeared from the backstage.
“My lord, look... the backstage…”
“Heh! Yes, most entertaining… pity the Tenryou Commission has arrived…”
Itto is still enjoying the crowd’s cheers when the Tenryou Commission emerged from the backstage.
“Arrest them!”
“Uh-oh?”
Turns out, the show by the Arataki Gang doesn’t have a permit, hence, they were arrested. No wonder the stage was not set up the whole day and was only built at night. How are they able to build that stage in a short span of time, only the Arataki Gang knows.
It’s late in the evening. The two had lost track of the time and had decided to walk home.
“I had so much fun today. I hope we could spare more time so we could go on more dates like this.” Ayato suddenly said as they walk through the last staircase approaching the Kamisato Estate.
“Oh?... I-i-it’s a date, my lord?” stuttering, Thoma asked.
“Indeed. What else do you think it is? It just so happened that Ayaka went separately with the traveler, but I’ve been meaning to spend the rest of the night with you. I’m sure she won't mind having you all to myself once in a while.”
“My lord, that’s a bit straightforward. I don’t know what my lady would say if she finds out between us.”
“Oh? Do you want to keep our love a secret?”
“It’s not like I want, but I guess we have to my lord. I hope I don’t offend you… It’s just, you are the head of the clan, and the commissioner and I’m a mere outlander, and only a housekeeper. I wouldn’t want people to look at you in a different light because of me. I hope you understand my lord?”
“Hmmm? I was about to be offended at first, I thought I embarrass you. Don’t fret. I understand what you mean. As for me, I don’t care if they find out, I have nothing to be ashamed of. You’ve done more than what a housekeeper could ever do. You are my dear friend, my confidant, you help me run the house, and most of all, you are my love. But if that’s what you wish, I will comply.”
“Thank you, my lord.”
Thoma has just finished taking a bath, and had just finished making his bed, he sat down at the edge relieving what he and the commissioner has done the rest of the night. The day has been a bit tiring, but very fun. He remembered his conversation with Ayato at the staircase before they entered the estate. His frankness made him astounded. Blushing, how can he say those words so bluntly? He considered what they did "a date"? Thoma felt a pinch of disappointment. The light of the moon reflecting Ayato’s handsome face, his beauty mark moves as he speaks, his voice that sounds with full authority, he wanted to kiss those lips under the lights of Chinjuu forest. If only he was able to do that, but he was shy.
Thoma got hard thinking about how he could kiss Ayato in that very same place. Let the glowing flowers, trees, and floating sakura blooms witness his love for this perfectly good man, when he heard the floors outside screech. There was someone outside his room, and he hear three knocks.
“My lord… what…” Thoma was dumbfounded seeing the man he’s just thinking of kissing, standing outside the door wearing a robe. Ayato is flushing. Thoma was just about to ask what brings him here when he suddenly entered the room soon as he caught his lips. Thoma was nailed to the wall as Ayato closed the door with his other hand, the other hand pinning Thoma.
Ayato felt that Thoma is slowly recovering by the way he responded to the kiss. At first, he was not responding, next, he was responding, but still not in sync with his, a few seconds more, it seems as if he finally realized how he wanted it so bad, he’s kissing him as hungrily as he kisses him.
“I’ve been wanting to do this, but I worry you might be tired.”
“Heh! I wanted to do this, but I worry you might be tired as well my lord.”
“Hmmm… what are the odds? Hehe!”
The two are both smiling as they shared a passionate kiss while undressing each other. Thoma slid Ayato’s robe from his shoulder, and reached the floor. Ayato on the other hand, lifted Thoma’s shirt to take it off and pulled down his pants. Kneeling, he noticed Thoma’s member, already standing up, as it secretes liquid from the tip.
“Look at this, aren’t you ready?” as he strokes and eventually puts Thoma’s member in his mouth.
“Ugh! My lord…” Thoma unknowingly reached out to Ayato’s head and collected his hair into a tight fist. Ayato’s head was moving fast, back and forth Thoma’s member in his mouth, when Thoma successfully pulled Ayato’s hair, stopping him from sucking his thing.
“I want to do this to you too, my lord.”
“Very well…”
Thoma and Ayato were lying on the bed in opposite directions, as they suck each other’s members. Since Ayato is the one lying with his back on the bed, and Thomas was lying face down Ayato’s member, Ayato has more opportunities in doing other work, that is playing with Thoma’s back. It’s as if he has pressed a button and made Thoma shake before releasing his seeds.
“My lord… ugh!”
“Hehe!”
With a naughty smile, Ayato looked so mischievous as he successfully made Thoma cum. Their positions shifted. Ayato is now lying face down Thoma. His eyes looked so red, and tired from just releasing his pleasure. Ayato reached out to kiss him. He licked the bottom of his neck up to the bottom of his chin, and lips again. His hands explore his upper torso, pinching his cherries with his two fingers, and then pressing them down with his thumb. Thoma is overwhelmed with pleasure, his hands just mindlessly scratch Ayato’s back, and press his ass.
“Aaah! My lord, put it in.”
“As you wish, my love.”
Slowly, but surely, they have become one. Ayato thrusts as he kisses Thoma all over; from his lips, to his necks, to his chest, to his nipples, back to his chest, to his neck, to his lips, to his cheeks, to his eyes, to his forehead, to his nose, and back to his lips, Ayato is loving every inch of him. Thoma on the hand has been saying his name with every pleasure he feels, declaring that it is Ayato, who’s responsible for that.
“My lord, I’m cumming again… ugh!”
“Let’s come together, ugh?”
“Ugh! Yes!”
Like animals in heat, the two spent the whole night making love, talking, and cuddling.
Morning has come, Ayaka didn’t see Thoma and his brother last night when they returned. Aether has spent the night in a guest room of the Kamisato Estate as it is also already late. Today, she thought she’d like to have breakfast with them and Aether before Aether leaves to continue his adventure.
“Hmmm? Did brother go home last night? He's not here.” she asked Aether who was standing behind her.
“How about Thoma?” Aether asked her back.
“Let’s see if he’s in his room.”
The two went to proceed to Thoma’s room. Ayaka knocked twice, and slowly slid the sliding door, only to find Ayato sleeping with Thoma in his arms, both under a blanket.
Ayaka and Aether looked at each other and smiled warmly before closing the door gently, to avoid waking the lovebirds up.