[D4 LE] A Visitor (Hideo's Yurt) [Closed]

[Ide Amaya]

She rinsed the cloth and turned to his other flank to clean the wounds there. She was so distracted by her thoughts that she didn't even hum as she worked.

[Seppun Hideo]

There was certainly a different feeling in the air from the backwashing. Instead of the storytelling, they were both distracted by thoughts and in Hideos case, the view in front of him. However, he managed to stop himself from reaching forward, and tried to focus his breathing. With her leaning over him though, he couldn't hide his bodies reaction.

[Ide Amaya]

She put aside the cloth in favour of the balm, but smoothing the antiseptic across his stomach and hips was proving a... troublesome experience. The way his muscles felt under the skin, the angular shapes. She shut her eyes a moment, and breathed in deeply. She needed to center herself and, letting her eyes open again, straightened up.

[Seppun Hideo]

Her straightening up got his attention, and he looked to her face as she did so. Nodding to her. It would certainly help to look at her beautiful face, and he gives her a small smile.

[Ide Amaya]

She tried to smile, but it trembled. "Hideo-San?" his name came out as a hoarse whisper and she swallowed.

[Seppun Hideo]

Did she noticed? Is she...

"Yes, Amaya-chan?" Hideo asked, looking at her eyes "is something wrong?" He managed to keep his voice from shaking too much, but his face was a little flustered.

[Ide Amaya]

Her voice is a little breathy, and little husky, she's shaking her head. She had thought to fall back on the one thing she did know how to do: talk it through; but now he was looking at her and the words suddenly all seemed silly and strange. "I took tea with some of my Clan sisters today, and..." she looked away, she looked everywhere but at Hideo. "I'm sure it means nothing."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo reached over with his hand, turning her face back to look at Hideo. "what is it Amaya-chan?"

[Ide Amaya]

She thought about Khulun's brash openness, and envied her that confidence. "It's just something that came up in conversation, that's all."

[Seppun Hideo]

"Amaya-chan, it was enough that you stopped with looking over my wounds. You know you can speak with me about anything" Hideo said as he looked at her concerned.

[Ide Amaya]

"I know, and I thank you for that," and she knew she was being foolish. They were safe, and alone. And with the rain beating its endless drumming on the the yurt, even a water kami outside the door wouldn't overhear. And so that settled it, and she tried to put the ride words around it so that he would understand.

"Hideo-San, should we be married, do you... do you think... that..." Fortunes be good! Why was this so difficult? "Do you think that you should like to..?" There was a long pause. "Ride? with me?" And once the words were out, she instantly turned crimson, to the tips of her ears, and even her decolletage shaded pink.

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo blinked. Ride? Oh! His face went red also, and his mind shifted back to the sight he had been rather staring at earlier. "I..well, of course Amaya-chan. We would...ride. I would certainly like to I mean." He didn't get flustred often, but being openly asked about this caught him out "if you would want to I mean."

[Ide Amaya]

She looked at her hands, and her voice was small, "I would," and stronger, "I would."

[Seppun Hideo]

Hideo wasn't sure whether to smile at that, or kiss her, or...he didn't know. It was a little awkward, and Amaya had stopped the balm mid-body after all. So he reached over, and put his hand on hers. "I...I'm glad. Is that what was worrying you?"

[Ide Amaya]

Awkwardly, "Khulun-San is cut from a different cloth," she offered by way of explanation. More like cut from leather, she mused.