After a moment, he realises that the size isn't quite right and tosses it to Akihiko instead, and finds his underneath a chair. “The Lost have been found in pairs lately,” he answers plainly, leaning over the side of the bed and retrieving his crumpled white shirt. He pulls them free and rubs at his wrists for a moment. “We were really…” "Right." Akihiko fumbles a bit, but they're not real handcuffs after all, and click open easily once the mechanism is undone. "Hey, my hands." He tilts his head toward his bound arms. “Another Shadow?” Akihiko swears faintly under his breath. “Got it. We’ll be there soon.” The prospect of another battle is apparently enough for the senior to gather his wits. “ There’s another Shadow! It’s in the same room as before, but it’s sealed the door somehow. I’ll try and analyse it. You should regroup with the others – they’re on the floor above you.” “We’re fine,” he replies monotonously. “What’s happening?” that is." It's surprising to see his normally stoic senpai at loss for words. " You’re finally answering! I couldn't get through! You've been separated from the others. "Fuuka?" Akihiko is clutching his head where he banged it against the bedside table in his mad tumble for propriety. "Gah!" He yanks it away and scrambles off the bed.įuuka's disembodied voice chooses that moment to buzz in their ears. "What.?" After a moment, he registers their positions, and where exactly his hand is. He pulls away, his eyes seem to clear, and he blinks rapidly. There isn't time for this. “Nnnhhhmm.” It’s hard to form any sort of coherent warning when his mouth is being so effectively smothered. Regardless, it seems to reach through to the silver-haired senior. There’s a hand on his stomach, sliding underneath the elastic of his boxers. He tugs on his arms, but they don't come away from the headboard. It's been attacking couples - this is probably its trick.Īkihiko doesn't seem to be stopping. How did they even get there? He remembers looking into the mirror after defeating the first shadow, then his head started to feel foggy. Then his head starts to clear, the tantalising voice with its sweet words recedes, and he realises than he's almost naked and Akihiko-senpai's tongue is halfway down his throat. It’s so difficult to think through the haze of pleasure and sensation. Does he even want to? But there’s something important… something he’s forgetting… He's vaguely aware that he's arcing his back into the soft sense of touch, but the movement seems slow and dreamlike, as though he's merely watching from a distance. Yes… desire… Let your desire free you from your shackles. The future is but a fantasy, memory a fabrication. That which cannot be felt is merely a dream. The voice is sweet, wafting in and out of his comprehension like a cloud of perfume. Any Persona fans in the f-list who can explain where that name came from? Did fandom just make it up? Although when I wrote this, I wasn't aware of the name Minato. If things went a bit differently in Shirakawa Hotel on the night of the full moon.Īuthor's Note: Spoilers up to the third full moon. The game is constantly steering you towards het, of course, but that is not how a fangirl's mind works. SinnatiousLately I've been playing Persona 3 obsessively.
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