[At some point, his own kimono falls off of him as he administers more affectionate grazes of his teeth across her skin, his hands wandering to grip and touch Yoimiya in every place he's discovered so far that gets her to moan and cry for him in every perfect way. He'll miss her terribly in the days he's away, now savoring every drop of her sex as he slides inside of her for the last time for a while, admiring the incredible woman he's found himself suddenly intimately involved with. Tartaglia doesn't feel a single bit of regret, excited and filled with joy at the prospect of what adventures are in store for them next.
But now, he wants to remember every single moment from tonight until the next time he sees her, where he's sure they'll create even more incredible memories together. And with that, he drowns both himself and Yoimiya in feelings of pleasure and bliss on this final night that he'll be in Inazuma.
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[Tartaglia's mouth hangs slightly agape as he snores quietly, still asleep when Yoimiya wakes. However, whether it be the smallest change from her coming to wakefulness or because of the light that shines in from the window hitting his eyes, he slowly wakes as his eyelids flutter open. He doesn't know where he is at first, under an unfamiliar roof in an unfamiliar bed, but he finds his body is completely relaxed with the love of his life lying in his arms. When his focus comes to, he's greeted with the sight of Yoimiya's golden locks pressed into his chest, letting out a content sigh before the reality of the hangover hits him.
The light only makes it worse, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment as he deals with the annoying dull pain that throbs in his head.]
Mmmmmngh...Yoimiya, you awake?
[He's pretty sure he made out the sight of those gorgeous irises looking at him while he was sleeping.]
they fukkin make me laugh so much tho i love them, stupid horndogs
But now, he wants to remember every single moment from tonight until the next time he sees her, where he's sure they'll create even more incredible memories together. And with that, he drowns both himself and Yoimiya in feelings of pleasure and bliss on this final night that he'll be in Inazuma.
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[Tartaglia's mouth hangs slightly agape as he snores quietly, still asleep when Yoimiya wakes. However, whether it be the smallest change from her coming to wakefulness or because of the light that shines in from the window hitting his eyes, he slowly wakes as his eyelids flutter open. He doesn't know where he is at first, under an unfamiliar roof in an unfamiliar bed, but he finds his body is completely relaxed with the love of his life lying in his arms. When his focus comes to, he's greeted with the sight of Yoimiya's golden locks pressed into his chest, letting out a content sigh before the reality of the hangover hits him.
The light only makes it worse, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment as he deals with the annoying dull pain that throbs in his head.]
Mmmmmngh...Yoimiya, you awake?
[He's pretty sure he made out the sight of those gorgeous irises looking at him while he was sleeping.]