Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-27950421-20200413201533/@comment-33398500-20200427043517

“Son of a bitch…”

I should have known, really. It was doubtful that such a blissful scenario as the one I had imagined could possibly exist, but still, it was an unwelcome revelation.

“Did you really think it was just going to be ‘one and done’ I believe I heard it put?” The youko in front of me asked with a smirk. “You obviously don’t get mamono~” she then cooed, one of her three tails batting me in the face.

“From the sound of it, you don’t WANT me to get mamono. You gave me every reason to believe-“ I started.

“-that you wouldn’t have to take responsibility?” she finished for me, knowing the direction I was going with my words. “No, I said we were going to have a wonderful time, and that neither of us would ever forget tonight. I was telling the truth.”

Stepping forward a little, she continued, still smirking confidently at me, like I was some kind of game she had caught in a trap. “I’m doing you a favour, really~ Once you’ve had a taste of me, I don’t think you’ll be able to forget it, and would probably be thinking of me every time you got some anyway~” she said as her other two tails brushed across my chin.

“I’m fairly certain there’s plenty of other eligible mamono-“ I started, still trying to avoid looking at the ring on her finger, and the matching one held in her other hand.

“Nope.” She countered simply. “I’m just gonna tell you: mamono don’t really like other mamono’s sloppy seconds. If I’ve imprinted my energy onto you strongly enough, it’s enough to tell them you’re already married, in fact if not in name.” turning around and walking past me again, making sure to brush my face again with her tails, she resumed “So, really, there’s only one thing you CAN do, unless you wanted to walk away from this amazing woman in front of you without even a taste~”

“That’s certainly the way you make it sound, but-“ I started, before noticing my hand was trembling a little, taking me a moment to realize my hand had reached out to grope her chest on the way by.

“Oh, what have we here?~ Looks like you DO like me~ Can’t say I blame you, with all the things I have in mind~” she cooed, allowing one of her tails to brush past my hand, barely aware of the fact myself that my hand had stroked her fluffy tail as it did so, unable to be restrained.

This wasn’t good. I wanted to touch her, to be with her, to do exactly what she described. Was this her energy’s effect on me, or was it something else?

Either way, I was having trouble keeping from simply jumping on her.

“There’s only one problem with that, my dear~” she then started, allowing me to stroke one of her other tails partially before withdrawing. “You don’t get love this good for nothing~”

Then, exaggerating thinking, she faked a gesture of realization “But there is, of course, one way you can do whatever you want with me, day after day, and get the nonstop pleasure I can give you~” as she walked past me again, she grabbed my hands, looking deep into my eyes, and kissed me sweetly, but briefly, in a way that merely left me more hungry for her touch than if she had done nothing at all.

As her hands left mine, I realized she had handed me something: the ring.

“All you have to do is put it on, and that’s it. We’re together, forever.” She stated finally, with an air of unshakable confidence, the kind of tone that would have made me believe absolutely anything she said, no matter how far-fetched.

“Yeah? Suppose I were interested…” I started, trying not to reveal just how quickly her movements and words were eroding my resolve. “…what then?”

“That’s easy!” she responded, as if she was surprised “We make love until I have 9 tails and we have a house full of children. Well, even after that, of course, but that’s for later~ Right now, you just have to put that ring on, and it will happen: no more lonely nights, no more wondering ‘is the right person out there?’ because you’ll have already found her: me~”

At this point, the two of us both looked down at the ring in my hand. It seemed rather strange to me, even now, that this little gesture would be all we would need for the kind of future she was talking about.

However, even with both of us looking at my hand, and my mind not even telling my body to act, my hand began moving on its own, taking the ring out of my other hand.

I need to think about this more… 

''I do need more: More of her, anyway. More of her body, and of her passion, and this boundless confidence she has that we were meant to be together. ''

Before I had even finished this internal debate, I felt a warm weight against my front, as I felt myself being guided by the mamono pressed against me through one door after another, finally being shoved onto a large bed, where the presence of a piece of metal made itself known on my finger: I had put the ring on without fully realizing it.

“Told you it was that simple, hubby~” she cooed, her clothes seeming to evaporate as she jumped onto the bed after me, the rest of the time from when our lips met to the time I lost consciousness being one long, hot blur.

I suppose there were worse ways to be taken off the market…