NSFW CMO

[misheard]

Call out one of my characters with a starter, or a prompt, or a 'look idk how but I want these two to bang' and we will Do A Thread.

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yonacchi

[mopocalypse]

[When fixing up the shabby house they're squatting in gets to be too much and they need a break, or just someplace they can duck into if they're afraid someone might be watching them, Haruka and Yonaka sometimes count their money and see if they can spare a trip to a love hotel. "The only people creeping in a bush and taking pictures at the door when you go into one of those are the yakuza," Haruka tells her with a big smile, "and that's only if you're someone rich they want to blackmail 'cause you're having an affair. We're not rich at all, and we're kinda-sorta-but-not-legally married!"

So that's that, and the two of them are on a bed much fluffier than their lumpy mattress that leaks cotton back home. Haruka is flipping through a list of things you can rent or buy from the hotel, snickering.]

Hey, hey, there's a special on phone charms that vibrate. Free while supplies last. [She covers her mouth and giggles.]

[chasescenes]

If you have a hot tub you can also order an 'extension' for it.

[From Yonaka's giggling it's pretty obvious what's being extended here.]

It vibrates with the jets.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka bursts into a giggle fit and grins.] And there's a whole section on sexy cosplay. I think you can rent those by the hour. You like that kind of stuff, right?

[She's teasing, but...]

[chasescenes]

I do like that kind of stuff, but some of these are just ridiculous. Do you want me to dress up as a sexy plumber?

[She puffs out her chest like she's buff, or something like that.] 'I'm here to clean your pipes. With my vagina.'

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka bursts out laughing, red-faced as she is. She flings her arms around Yonaka and buries her face in her shoulder, though Yonaka can still feel Haruka blushing.]

Noooooooo sexy plumber. Or sexy corn on the cob, do they have that one here?

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka tries to pat Haruka's shoulder with one hand while holding the menu with the other.]

I'm not sure - oh my god they have sexy watermelon. The sexiest of all fruits.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka laughs and pulls back to come see.

Because this is meme land and it can be Not 2007 if we want so the list can be on a tablet, Haruka accidentally bumps the tablet with her hand as she does. A message pops up: "Are you sure you want to order Surprise Pack A?"]

A. Ahaha. Uhhhh.

[chasescenes]

...Ordering a surprise pack in a love hotel would really be living on the edge.

[Not that she doesn't think that was an accident, because she knows it was.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka trembles and takes a deep breath. Then, with all her blustering attempts at confidence, she presses "OK."]

What do you think they're gonna send us?

[chasescenes]

Probably at least one kind of condom, possibly flavored. Maybe like those every-flavor-beans they sell where some of them are grass-flavored. A grass-flavored condom.

[mopocalypse]

[Okay, she laughs at that one.]

For all your "I always wanted to be a deer" needs! Or bunnies. Maybe it's for people who like to dress up as bunnygirls.

[chasescenes]

I don't think most of them go that far with it, but you could be right. Besides that... hm. Something in the bondage family. Handcuffs? Maybe those ones that have bright pink fluff attached to them.

[mopocalypse]

Maybe! Hey, maybe it'd be fun to see how this stuff actually works. I mean, it's not like I've ever actually seen it before aside from in pictures and stuff, though I'd totally look for some if I ended up in someone else's room, just to say I saw it, you know, you know? Uh, I mean, well, that's...

[Knock knock. Haruka gulps; she knows they just leave your stuff at the door so you don't have to face the staff (they've ordered room service to eat in these places before), but... well, she's gonna force herself to go to the door, quickly open it, snatch up the box with both hands, and close the door with her foot.]

...Open in three, two?

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka nods with a serious expression.]

Three, two, one.

[Open the box and reveal their fate, Haruka.]

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka opens it and pulls out the first thing... a 1950s waitress uniform. She laughs and holds it up to herself.]

Hey, think this'll fit one of us?

[There's still more in the box, but one thing at a time.]

[chasescenes]

I think I could fit into it. Do you want me to try it on? I don't have any cheesy lines for that one off the top of my head.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka laughs nervously and turns even redder.]

Y-yeah, sure, if you want! I mean, it'd be super cute and fans would come running, right? Lured by the siren call of Yonacchi! "Can I take your order?" They lay tribute at the door! We open it to leave and there's an entire shrine set up! Nobody even cheaped out and dropped in a 1-yen coin! We'll have food for the next four months!

...I mean, uh, yeah. [She quickly hands it over.]

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka laughs a little at Haruka's rambling, before turning to head into the bathroom with more of a sashay than is necessary.]

I'll be right back after I've changed.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka watches after her, quickly shakes her head, and covers her face. Okay, think. Rest. This is just the same silliness as normal. Let's see what else is in here.

When Yonaka comes back, she'll find Haruka giggling to herself and watching little egg vibrators she's turned on race each other down the duvet.]

Go, go! I'm betting on red!

[chasescenes]

I think the white one's got the skills to succeed.

[Hello, waitress. Yonaka plops down next to Haruka.]

But it's pretty close.

[mopocalypse]

[Haruka gulps. She stares at Yonaka and forces herself to look at her face. The nervous laughter gets worse. If Yonaka can't tell by now that Haruka is trying not to make it weird and failing, well...]

Y-yahaha. You, uh. Look really cute.

[chasescenes]

[Yonaka can tell. It's been pretty obvious for a while now. She just isn't sure what to do with that.]

You think so? Thanks. ...You're cute all the time, so it means a lot from you.

[mopocalypse]

You think so? But, but... Well, uh, we did come here, so... I mean, really? Even though I'm weird?

[They may be "married," but Yonaka must think it's just a joke, right?]

[chasescenes]

I'm just as weird. That means we're perfect for each other, right? ...Is that okay?

[They've never talked about their relationship in so many words.]

[mopocalypse]

[Running away together after sharing the pasts that were chasing them. Riding the rails until they found a city big enough to hide them, small enough to find an abandoned little building and house-squat. Living out of garbage, stealing and eventually returning a neglected pet fish, lying awake on a hard old mattress. Holding a fun fake wedding and crashing other parties for the reception. All this, and Haruka hadn't let herself think that Yonaka might feel that way about her for real.

Haruka flings her arms around Yonaka and kisses her enthusiastically.]