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Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

The pain that came from sharp teeth biting into her tender flesh was excruciating. Beths scream finally tore free from her throat but it was muffled by her assailants hand and the pounding music of the nearby club. She could feel a warm, sticky liquid dribbling down her collar bone and instantly knew that it was her own blood. Who the hell was this guy? What was he?! Some kind of cannibal serial killer? However, within seconds of biting her, the man was yanked off and a sickening snap filled the air as he was thrown to the ground and lay there, motionless. Beth instantly clasped a hand to her wound and her knees wobbled as she attempted to look up at her savior. It was hard to see him properly in the dim light of the alleyway, however. Black dots began to swam in the young womans vision and her hand was growing red with her own blood as it poured out of the bite marks at a steady pace. Nothing serious but the combination of pain, alcohol and the experience that just unfolded was enough for the darkness to beckon her into its sweet embrace. And so Beths eyes rolled into the back of her head as she fell unconscious and her body slumped forward against the mysterious man. She was small compared to him, only five feet and three inches in height.
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

Darkness. That was all that surrounded her in that current moment. She seemed to be floating in it. Her body was numb to any sort of sensation and silence rang through her ears. It was quite peaceful but it seemed that it wouldnt last long. Soon she began to rouse from her deep sleep in a similar manner to one rising towards the surface of a body of water. She could feel the warmth of a blanket cocooning her figure. She could faintly smell something old and coppery. And she could hear a voice speaking, the tone deep and masculine. It was at this point that Beth felt a dull throbbing in her neck. It hurt to make any sort of movement in that area and she expressed her discomfort by parting her pale, pink lips and releasing a low moan. Long lashes fluttered as her protuberant eyes attempted to pry themselves open after such a long and well needed sleep. When they finally did, her vision was momentarily blurry. It took several blinks for her to focus and her pupils dilated when they caught the soft golden rays of late morning sunlight. Out of the corner of her eye, she could spot two figures sharing the unfamiliar room with her. A lump suddenly formed in her throat and she could feel her poor little heart thumping madly underneath her ribs as she tried desperately to remember what happened last night. She was only aware that she had been out drinking with her friends. That much was obvious from the intense ache in her cranium. As if many tiny men where hammering away at her skull from the inside. Beth felt utter fear in that moment as she had never experienced a blackout before. W-Where am I? She managed to whisper, wincing softly at how harsh and rough her voice sounded. Like dry sandpaper. Who...Who are you people? Her chest began to rise and fall more rapidly, showing that she was on the verge of hyperventilating as tears pricked her eyes.
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

Koji wasn't even close to working up a response to what his employer had to say. The reality of the situation was Hayato gave Koji everything. This human life he can live. A good job. A way to earn respect from others. Everything. Without Hayato's direct influence, Koji could have died being a street urchin. His bizarre yet continued devouring of ghouls would have escalated much more quickly and he'd likely lose his mind completely to devolve into a monster. A genuine monster. Knowing all of this, Koji couldn't simply oppose Hayato on moral grounds alone. Even practically speaking, the old ghoul was correct and he spoke from both authority and experience. But, Koji didn't even summon vocal agreement or so much as a nod. Luckily, a distraction served to break down the tension of the room. At least for Koji. The sounds of the young woman forcing herself awake had been enough to make Hayato's kakugan evaporate to a normal pair of old man eyes and his narrow barely open expression returned. Both of the males looked to her as she spoke and Koji's green eyes narrowed just slightly. Hayato, let me handle this. Koji's confident and manly voice left his nearly expressionless lips. A small grumble came from the older male as he stood just an inch or two shorter than Koji. He'd courteously tip his hat to Beth before making his way to the door and pausing. Just remember Koji... Your life isn't the only one at risk. The increasingly familiar old man's voice worked out this dark note before he'd leave the room. To this, Koji folded his arms and looked to Beth again. You were attacked. Koji started rather nonchalantly, like he wasn't uncomfortable with or unfamiliar with bad news. His left hand raised to his neck to touch the spot on his own body as a way to direct her to the bandages without walking towards her and touching her. Although he wasn't being deeply empathetic, or sad, or happy, he certainly wasn't taking any risks to make her feel uncomfortable either. Your attacker won't be returning. You'll never see him again. This followed the same tone as before, and he'd make his way to the front of his desk to sit on it facing her. I know you had a few to drink. I served it to you. But, it's vital that you tell me what you remember. He titled his head and with the next few words his voice got deeper and his expression grew more serious. Exactly what you remember.
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

Beth watched with anxiousness as the older male stood and exited the room. She didnt know these people and she was laying in a strange bed, god knows where. She had every right to be weary of them both. And yet, it seemed highly unlikely that they would be willing to help her and keep her safe if they had intentions to harm her. When she was alone with the younger male, her hazel orbs followed his every movement and, upon seeing him motioning towards his neck, they widened considerably. W-What?! She hissed in alarm and attempted to sit up. The sudden strain of her neck muscles caused her to give a soft whimper of discomfort before she fell back onto the soft pillow once more. The American woman groaned, instead bringing her hands up and covering her face with them as though to hide the shame she felt. This was all her fault. She should have never been so stupid to get drunk and follow a stranger into an alleyway. She had better sense than that. A lump formed in her throat as she fought back tears of embarrassment. She could hear Koji moving across the floor and listened intently to his demand. Slender, pale fingers twitched slightly until one eye was visible between them. Beth stared up at the male before closing her orbs. Her brow furrowed as she attempted to recall everything that happened last night. I...I want out with my classmates to celebrate the end of mid-term exams. And I obviously got drunk. Something I dont notmally do because Im not very smart when Im under the influence. A particular throb resounded in her skull as if to mock her the moment those words slipped past her lips. And then... Beth could briefly remember the alleyway and an ominous shadow looming over her. She gasped, her fingers suddenly tracing the clean bandage resting against the flesh of her throat as beads of sweat coated her brow. There was a man that came to me. I...I think he asked me if I wanted to go to the club next door. A look of regret suddenly morphed her pretty features. But the details of his face are all forgotten to me. Her gaze suddenly snapped upwards as she met Kojis. You said Id never see him again. A deathly silence followed her statement and she swallowed thickly before bravely continuing. Did you do something to him?
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

In a way, he couldn't help but adopt a sort of detective persona as he registered this mythical woman who previously had been resting in his bed. There were some features of this situation which just plainly didn't line up so clean. Features like her reaction to being told about her neck wound. Did she really have this much of an adrenaline reaction to seeing two strangers when she woke up that she was numb to the grisly wound? Even the non-human Koji figured it had to be something else. Perhaps it was the hangover? She definitely didn't handle her drinks well. He'd listen to her story actively by not interrupting her for a second and offering nods here or there to physically signal to her that she had the floor as she told him what she'd remember. While he wasn't exactly some deep psychologost and he was far from an expert on either humans or women, Koji did trust that she was being open and honest. She didn't seem to be hiding anything in his opinion. It was either that, or he was simply too gullible. Even with the added stress of his actions having consequences that effects people other than himself, he couldn't bring himself to view this woman as the enemy. Deep down a part of him was twisting in confusion. She was human. How could he let her slip right in under his defenses like this? He owed it to the ghoul children he feeds and protects with his abnormal strength to put this female on notice and really test her. But, he couldn't. Just as he was starting to let his own conflicting thoughts distract him from this serious situation, she pulled him right back with a totally fair question. Did he do something to her attacker? He certainly gave her enough to assume so. She was inquisitive. Koji always thought a thinker like her would do a little better when she was liquored up. In this instance, he grossly underestimated her. He'd fold his arms again as he adjusted his viewpoint so he was looking out the window. The sun's golden rays turned his eyes into emeralds and put the various shades of brown in his hair on full blast. Perhaps there were even strands of gold within them. His brow furrowed as his response delayed further. He couldn't be more divided about this. Part of him wanted to grin and make a pun about losing his head. Another wanted to flatly lie. You're dealing with danger. He finally spoke, turning his emerald gaze to her hazel eyes. The answer to your question is yes . His emphasis was an attempt to persuade her into understanding that the less she knew the better. But, he was sure she wasn't the type to just shrug. Don't you have a phone? Your friends didn't assume you spent the night in some guy's... And then he paused and his eyes would turn to the wall immediately opposite of her. I mean, would they know if you were safe or not?
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

Hearing him speak brought out a sudden emotion within her. Fear. Not the normal kind that she felt last night with a predator pinning her to the wall and chomping down on her throat. This one was deep and primal, alerting her for the first time that, even though she was technically in a safe setting and being looked after, there was something hidden behind the facade of her savior that she couldnt quite detect. And, because of that, she would have to be on her guard. It seemed Koji had gotten rid of her attacker and Beth instantly knew that he wasnt alive. Call it intuition. But how had he done so without even receiving so much as a scratch on his body? The male then suddenly asked about her phone and her friend and the young womans brow furrowed. Thats right, she hadnt been alone last night. She licked her dry lips before speaking softly. My phone was in my purse. I had it with me when I went into the alley but...I dont remember what became of it. My friends saw me with the man. I remember that Sara even encouraged me to go with him. I-I assume that they believe Ive had a one night stand or something. Beth winced at the very idea. She hated such a term and was further embarrassed that she almost allowed her drunken self into doing something like that. I....I should at least text one of them to let them know what happened. Otherwise, they are in for quite the shock when they see the bandage on my neck. The blonde gave a humorless chuckl as her fingers traced circles into the clean bandage. You dont think Ill need to go to the hospital, do you? How bad is it? What if it gets infected? And....why did he bite me of all things? Didnt think that cannibal serial killers actually existed.
Thread: The Intersection of Heart and Stomach [BurdgeBug x Viktoff Samson]

Beth's eyes, if they'd make the attempt, would find Koji's green orbs effortlessly as he looked right into her soul as she spoke. Again, he wasn't some biological lie detector. But he had way too many reasons to remain diligent in his inquires. The young ghouls who relied on his strength were the primary driving force for his intensity. She'd be allowed to speak uninterrupted as he took longer moments of deeper thought between her own pauses or he didn't have anything of immediate importance to assert or ask. In the truest fibers of Koji's heart, he wished he could just get lost in her eyes and forget this whole mess entirely. A human's life was a big responsibility. Especially a human who has reliable witnesses and evidence to suggest that she would have went missing at this very bar. A human whose bite wound could probably be deduced to be from a Ghoul. Her death could easily trigger international problems, let alone directing doves to Hayato, the ghoul employees and the children that Koji kept safe. His own death was less frightening of a concept than even a mildly poor scenario that could arise should this woman talk about what happened. And killing her didn't fix the issue outright either. Finally standing on his boots again, Hayato briefly sighed a stressed note before looking around the other side of his desk. Yeah, here. He'd pluck up her previously mentioned item that the night shift manager picked up for here. Don't worry, we didn't go through it. He spoke of her purse as he delivered it calmly and slowly to her lap. This motion led to him sitting perpendicular to her at the foot of the bed. I think I have an idea for something that could really benefit us both. He relaxed a noticeable bit and summoned just a little smile as he continued. You could tell your friends that you spent your night out getting a good look at Tokyo with me. And if they ask, we can both say nothing... Physical happened. Koji fought the urge to accent what he was saying with his hands. He figured he'd be taken less seriously if he made it seem like a joke with such friendly gestures. I'm Sakurai Koji. The guy behind the bar serving drinks last night. He gave her a thumbs up incidentally. He just felt fairly invested in the idea and that gesture slipped through. As for your wound? He dropped his smile to his normal expression. The darkness under his eyes growing more noticeable as his face was closer to the window's light. If she were looking for that detail, it'd be safe to assume as she lied in his bed, he didn't get any sleep himself. I'm no doctor, but it just looks like with a little time and some ointment or antibacterial stuff should keep it from being a problem. Worst come to worst I could just lend you my red scarf and that should cover it up until it looks less serious.
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Thread: Daily Lives of Phantom Thieves( Potter and Katsu)

It was another uneventful day at Shujin Academy the teacher lectured on about one thing or another while the sun shined beautifully outside. Thankfully, it was finally lunch time and students were now meandering around, eating their lunches in the cafeteria, in their classrooms or around randoms tables. There were two students in particular however that were not eating lunch and were engaged in rather unvirtuous activities. If one walked by the gym storage building, it could be heard. Indeed,the door had been left slightly ajar as one of the occupants was feeling rather adventurous, hoping someone might hear and be curious. The sound of flesh slapping rapidly against flesh, the sound of loud and lustful moans and groans echoed from the building.Inside was the recent transfer student, Akira and the studious Makoto. However, she was hardly studious now, bent over as she was over a vaulting horse, her skirt pushed up to reveal her bubbly ass, her top seemed almost ripped open to reveal her rather sizeable breasts molding up against said vaulting horse. Behind her, Akira was gripped her ass, slamming his massive cock deep into her dripping womanhood. How is it, Makoto...being fucked in school like this...Akira asked with a lustful chuckle, leaning down and nibbling on her earlobe, sucking on it as his hand slithered down the front of her body and began to rapidly rub her clitoris while his cock pounded in an out of her like a piston, his tip slamming up against her cervix with every rough thrust. Another pair of students were wandering down the streets of Tokyo, hand in hand. Neither of them had school today, or it would be more apt to say one didn't have class and the other wasn't currently attending. Yusuke let out a blissful sigh as he walked down the street with Futaba, squeezing her hand gently. It truly is a lovely day....I'm happy I get to spend it with you. He turned to give her a smile before it turned almost deathly serious. Also, just because one of my pieces sold and I got paid, please don't pick anywhere to expensive to eat... Being chronically poor as he was, Yusuke took every chance he could to treat Futaba when he was able by buying her new games or computer parts or taking her out to eat. He just had to remind her sometimes that well, he wasn't exactly Da Vinci in terms of how much money his paintings could pull in.
Thread: Daily Lives of Phantom Thieves( Potter and Katsu)

Perhaps it was the years of repression under the strict rules of her older sister and the school itself, the pressure of having to maintain a perfect image in order to get ahead in the world. Makoto never thought she'd be the lustful type, but lately, all of her actions were pointing her a sordid direction thanks to Akira's presence at the school. Attracted to the dark-haired leader of the Phantom Thieves both romantically and physically, Makoto couldn't help but to return his advances one day in class. From then on, it seemed like they had gotten progressively more daring, fucking in the classroom just moments after class was dismissed or on the roof against the fence above the athletic field. Today was a wild one. Makoto found herself bent over shamefully on a vaulting horse in a storage building, her ass bouncing back on leader's cock. She tried to anticipate and control her moans and cries. Who knows who might hear them? Just the thought of getting caught by any member of the school forced her pussy to constrict around him. She dug her nails into the fabric of the vaulting horse to keep from losing her balance, something entirely likely when Akira was thrusting inside of her. Each stroke forced her head up, her creamy mounds bouncing in unison. I...ah... love it!!! It... It feels so good, Akira-kun! She exclaimed, her lips twisting into a lewd expression. She was getting so close... just as she heard the footsteps of someone from the trail outside. Ah...ungh!!! Akira-kun! Someone's- But it was too late. Someone Makoto recognized as another senior slipped into the gym storage room, apparently not noticing the strange grunts of pleasure or the stench of sex in the air. The brown-baired boy stopped dead in his tracks, dropping the box he was carrying on the ground as soon as he saw the student council president bent over a piece of gymnastics equipment, taking the transfer students dick like a animal in heat. Niijima-san?! The student gasped, nervously squishing his legs together to hide the sudden bulge in his pants. -- It was a strange sight even for their friends to see the two walking together. The artist and the hacker. Even Futaba sometimes questioned it but decided to let things go where they may. The eloquent and precised artist was perhaps the first and maybe the only one to bring Futaba out of her shell by messing with her figures and taking an inquisitive but sincere interest in her hobbies. Eventually she found that she could just talk to him and he would never make her feel strange for it, no matter how much he childishly scolded her for silly things. You know, Inari, she said teasingly, we coulda just stayed with Sojiro and had some curry... or are you too scared of him to attempt that now? Mehehe. She put her hand behind her back and thought on it Okay! I want sushi! Not the conveyor belt stuff though! We can go up from that, can't we?
Thread: Daily Lives of Phantom Thieves( Potter and Katsu)

Akria knew someone would likely find them, and that was what he was hoping would happen. He wanted someone else to see the strict and orderly Student Council President being bent over a vaulting horse and fucked like a slut. Her expression was certainly slutty as Akira spanked her ass and fucked her even harder and deeper, pushing his cock past her cervix as his cock caused a bulge to appear in her stomach. Akira grinned as the senior made his presence known it seemed like he was quite horny from the show they were putting on. Do you want to join...her mouth is free, you see...isn't it, slutty Makoto? Akira chuckled as he twisted her clitoris and slammed his dick into her even harder while spanking her again. Tell him, Makoto...tell him how much of a slut you are... I wouldn't be much of boyfriend in treating you if we just ate free curry, as good as it is. And you know Sojiro-san approves of our relationship. Yusuke scoffed before chuckling as she mentioned sushi. We can do that. I know a good place down the road...but first.. He grinned as he leaned forward and planted a soft, affectionate kiss on her lips, just to see her reaction. Surprise attack, I believe they call this?