The Real Show is Down Below [Private: Starchyu, Imakuran]

Ok, this wasn't exactly the welcome home gift he had in mind.

Kamui was initially rather receptive, physical intimacy was something that he had always, in no uncertain terms, adored. It was honestly, most likely, his single greatest weakness. Kamui was completely and utterly unable to resist sexual advances when presented to him, even in situations where it was probably healthier that he did not. Consequently, despite Kamui's technical position above Sasha in their partnership's hierarchy, it was ridiculously easy for her to convince him to do pretty much anything she wanted him to. It was a relationship both had more or less accepted by this point, but whether or not Kamui had fully accepted it was still rather obscured from view, like everything about Kamui, and compliance never came without a cost. It was with that in mind, that Kamui did nothing to resist Sasha's attempt to curl her fingers around his shoulders and massage them. He didn't react much when she placed her lips near his ear and whispered what she must have assumed was a brilliant sales pitch. And it was, truly, but at the same time, Kamui was now more engaged in what this proposition was exactly. As Sasha spoke, mere inches from his ear, Kamui's eyes trailed to toward her in their socket as he let her words wash through him, not betraying whether or not he had decided to embrace her offer whatsoever. It was interesting, he was not sure what the extent of these powers of this Arrancar were or just how he could cultivate them, but the prospect in and of itself was rather intriguing. The problem was that she did this and made this decision without consulting him when Kamui had made it clear in no uncertain terms that their plan was very much at risk from any leaks of information. They didn't have the raw strength to contest to the other major powers in the world. They needed shadows, they needed deception. Adding another possible source for a leak was risky at best and stupid at worst. Kamui's opinion only marginally changed when Shi entered the room.

"Complete with sexy nurse outfit."

Kamui extended his hand out to shake hers, like she initiated, however it did not stop there. In one swift movement, Kamui pulled on her arm, dragging her in to his lap in the process and pulling her in to a rather aggressive kiss. Should she refrain from resisting, Kamui would fully drag her on to his lap as his tongue would invade past her lips as his free hand would reach up to cup her cheek. While on the surface, it would seem like a rather aggressive breach of her personal space for the purposes of an introduction with no intention other than to really enunciate that he was the partner of the Rakshasa of Lust. However, like with all things involving Kamui, the true intention was much more elaborate and considerably more sinister. Kamui would break away just after his tongue gently danced against her's, a small grin on his face. He still needed to show Sasha his new trick.

"Sasha thinks you can be useful to me, but I don't have much use for someone who doesn't have self-control and a resilient spirit. Don't move, or it will get worse for you."

As the last word left Kamui's lips, Shi would begin to feel the effects. A word was transcribed on each of the three places Kamui touched. On her hand, the character for "Overwhelming" would etch itself across her palm. Across her cheek, the character for "Stimulating" would etch along her cheek bones as the final word would form on her tongue, the character for "Arousal." It'd start slow, but it would grow exponentially as the three words in conjunction would begin to influence her body in the form of sudden pangs of violent, nigh unbearable lust and arousal, the word located so closely to her brain would fire signals through her body that much more violently and with each passing moment the sensation would grow for the woman on Kamui's lap, given the single directive not to move. They'd find out how resilient she was and in quite a fun fashion as well.

Kamui would then turn, seemingly paying no more heed to Shi as he lifted the sack up, turning his eyes over his shoulder to look back at Sasha. He knew how she felt about what was inside the sack, though Kamui was mostly interested in how exactly she'd react to it. He did oh so enjoy playing these little games. If it worked as he hoped, it would not only be Shi struggling to contain herself, but that was something of a pipe dream. Gratitude would be an acceptable result, for now at the very least.

"I too, brought you a gift, Love."

With that Kamui reached inside the bag, gripping the hair follicles still attached and letting the sack fall from the man's head, revealing Azure's decapitated skull for the room to purvey. A small grin formed across Kamui's features as he extended his hand behind him, offering the trophy to Sasha. He had little need for the man's head at this point, he had already gotten the things he truly wanted from him and Sasha would have quite a bit of unfinished business with the beheaded man's remains. He'd give her a moment to collect herself, shifting his attention back to Shi, gently raising his hand to run across her face from her cheeks to her lips, stopping his digit right against the plush lip he had kissed previously.

"How are you holding up, Arrancar?"

There hadn't been any doubt in Sasha's mind about how dangerous her little "plan" really was. Since she had first got the idea in her head to bring Shi before Kamui, Sasha had planned for the very real possibility of Kamui's answer being no. While she had not gotten the opportunity to see the full extent of what Kamui was willing to do for his plan, she had definitely gotten a idea of what exactly the man was capable of when they had met. He was powerful. Very much so. There was something different.. strange.. off, even, about the strength Kamui commanded. By all accounts, it didn't make sense. But that was one of the many reasons why Sasha was so keen to keep him around. The mystery. The strength. The clandescence.. it was simply another trait of his that enraptured her. She knew he wouldn't be an easy sell, but she also knew that if she could sell him.. then the rewards for having done so would be all the sweeter. Sasha knew that if Kamui didn't perceive Shi as "worthy", then Sasha herself would more than likely be in a big deal of trouble herself for creating a leak.. so the pressure was on, in all senses of the word.

When the doors first opened, Sasha waited a long moment as Shi made her way toward Kamui, her body that was still propped against the back of the Sugiuran Prince's own sensing for any immediate changes in his posture to try and get a read on how he was feeling. However, as usual Kamui seemed to have no intention of betraying his true thoughts through his body language, and what was coursing through his head was anyone's guess. Well, for the most part. The only words that initially escaped Kamui's lips gave away at least one line of thought he was potentially following. This particular reaction was not surprising in the least, given the way Kamui acted the first time in Sasha's memory his eyes came to rest on a nurse's uniform. What happened next, however, was nothing like Sasha had expected to occur during this exchange.

It started out promisingly, with Kamui accepting the hand that had been offered to shake with little ceremony, presumably at least a little impressed with what he could see or feel to actually wish to show that level of comraderie to someone he had just met, even if Shi had initiated the gesture. But Kamui was full of surprises, it seemed, and as he used the position with his hand on Shi's to roughly yank the arrancar directly onto his lap atop the bed, Sasha found herself freezing in place as she watched, helpless. It all happened so fast that Sasha couldn't have stopped it even if she had tried. Milliseconds after having seized the Arrancar in his grip, Kamui planted an intense and intimate kiss onto the soft lips that Sasha had come to know so well in her 'meeting' with Shi prior to this moment.

The way Kamui spoke, it sounded like it was simply a test for Shi.. but that was only half true, right? A fire lit behind Sasha's eyes the likes of which very few could've ever claimed to have seen. For a moment.. just for a singular moment as her close partner in life and crime aggressively shoved his tongue down her newfound lover's throat.. Sasha Zinoviya's demeanor crumbled entirely. Gone was the facade that she had spent eons perfecting, that cool and confident charisma. The Rakshasa of Lust's mouth had twisted into a furious grimace as long and deadly-sharp nails dug mercilessly into the girl's palms, her eyes locked onto the two like a laser from behind Kamui's person as the arrancar would begin to be racked by the pangs of growing and scaling pleasure that Kamui had just in essence 'cursed' her with. This.. rage she felt. This jealousy. This.. need to be in control that surged through her. At least in Sasha's head, it seemed as if this was more a test for both of them. Shi through having to endure whatever Kamui had just done to her system (something Sasha felt might have been the same thing he did to her during their encounter), and Sasha though having to endure watching two people whom she loved (and felt a certain degree of.. possessiveness for) tongue-wrestling. The strangest thing about it was that normally, Sasha was not the jealous type. The things she did with the sheer volume of people she did it with didn't usually allow for such a mindset. But with these two.. it was different. With these two, the demon was two seconds from losing her mind entirely.

However, saving Sasha seemingly from herself, Kamui snapped Sasha out of her trance as his head began to turn, the ominous statement accompanying this motion enough to bring Sasha back into herself somewhat. The Hell Guardian did her best to hold it together, closing her eyes for a moment to recenter herself before reopening them, her calm and 'in-charge' demeanor in relation to her proposition returning as her eyes met Kamui's when the sugiuran turned. A present? For her? Sasha's head tilted inquisitively, the sensation of curiousity and anxious energy only intensifying as the Prince of Deceit lifted the bag, practically taunting Sasha with it as he reached inside. Right as he had her by the metaphysical cajones with this supposed gift.. the bag fell to the bed, leaving Kamui holding the contents.

Sasha stared for a long moment. Her violet gaze staring directly into the dull and lifeless eyes that hung before her. In that moment, it was clear that what Sasha was feeling was a mix of so many things all at once that it had caused a sensory overload that kept her from immediately realizing the true weight of what she was being shown. Locked in a state of apparent disbelief, Sasha reached up, shaking hands taking hold of the grotesque souveneir her beloved had brought her from his time on the moon. The demon felt all at once like the wind had been taken from her. She sat back, hard, on the mattress behind her, practically falling back from Kamui's person as she uncerimoniously flopped onto her backside, looking down at the severed head she held in her lap. From this initial reaction, one might've suspected that Sasha was grieving, even mourning, over the loss of her former lover. From the shaking hands, to her seemingly defeated slump, to the empty gaze. However.. as Sasha's senses came back to her.. as the slowly-widening eyes of the demon replaced shock with the dawning brilliance of realization.. Sasha Zinoviya smiled.

"Aha.." The demon's lips curled into a sadistic and twisted shell of a smile, the toothy deviance of it stretching from ear to ear on the Rakshasa's face as the quiet laugh began to escape her lips.

"Ahaha.. Ahahahahah..." As the laughter began to grow louder and harsher, The Rakshasa's fingers curled against the still-warm skin of Kamui's victim, her nails digging viciously into Azure's cheeks as she did so, only managing not to draw blood due to his already being deceased.

"HAHAHAHAH!" What had been understated giggling quickly and entirely devolved into manic cackling as the Rakshasa fell backwards onto her back on the bed, pressing the forehead of Azure's severed head against her own even as bits of loose viscera fell from the trophy and onto Sasha's shirt, almost assuredly ruining said shirt but not particularly caring as her entire body was caught up in the fit of victorious lunacy. "Oh this is RICH! I can't believe you're dead! You sanctimonious MORON!" Sasha scolded the defiled piece of her ex-lover's corpse like it could actually hear her, her laughing having ceased as her gaze turned from manic to malicious, a calm and sadistic method of expressing her current smug attitude taking over as the initial surprise of the moment began to wear off. Sasha pulled her fingernails out of Azure's skin, dropping her left hand dramatically to her forehead as she held the skull high above herself in her right hand like a prop in a middle-school stage production as her tone turned deadly serious. "Alas, poor fuckwit. For all your trials and tribulations, for all your self-righteousness and sacrifice.. you failed. Chiyoki is alone, Shadow Fall is no less powerful than they were yesterday, and your legacy will burn alongside your precious Vanguard." Sasha sighed contently as she sat back up from where she had fallen back, lifting herself onto her knees once more and lightly kissing Kamui on top of the head before standing up beside the bed, walking over to the nightstand and lightly resting Azure's head atop it. "Thank you for the gift, dear. It was exactly what I've always wanted."

With another sadistic chuckle, Sasha slid herself back onto the bed, moving so that she was seated next to Kamui as opposed to behind him as he checked on Shi, having to expend extra effort toward keeping her composure as the tinge of jealousy that flared through her at seeing Kamui's finger upon Shi's lips threatened to undo the phenomenal mood that present had just put her in. Now it was time to see how long Shi was going to last, to see if all of this had been for naught, or if Kamui and Sasha would be introducing this little arrancar to a world unlike anything she could've ever fathomed.

The first thing that Sasha had learned and the first thing that Shi was best off learning was that Kamui noticed nearly everything, nearly all the time. One of Sasha's greatest strengths was her sense of confidence. She wasn't weak, Kamui wouldn't have much use for her if she was, but in the world they resided in, she was a distinct echelon below beings that ran the world, hell even below Kamui who, despite his rather overwhelming sense of arrogance, barely belonged in that conversation. No, what really set Sasha apart was her ability to politically weave through a situation with dialogue and unflappable confidence. Sasha's greatest strength was that she was never out of her element, never caught off guard, never exposed...except when she was with Kamui. Even in to the kiss, Sasha would catch Kamui's lips twisting in to a knowing grin. He knew he had pushed a button in Sasha and it was amazing how a Rakshasa whose entire existence was dedicated to praying on and embodying lust and polyamory was so easy to drive to envy. Though the real question there, was who was she so upset about engaging in such acts? He knew her feelings for Kamui went far deeper than the passive aggressive tension she typically liked to attribute to him. She would never use the word love, even though it was the closest word to describing her affixation of him, but her feelings for Kamui went far deeper than the extent of their deal, far deeper than a simple business relationship, and Kamui was just the sort of bastard to poke at those feelings. Even still though, her eyes were not only on Kamui, her jealousy was not solely directed at Kamui. She had similar feelings for the arrancar as well, oh that was just absolutely delightful. How conflicted the scene before her must be making her. The embodiment of lust was angered by sexual conduct...Kamui would really drive her crazy.

Kamui remained still outside of handing Sasha her prize, and more on that later, but the man did not react much as Shi grasped on to him to steady herself, clinging on to him for dear life as the effects of the first two adjectives hit her. Kamui's grin grew wider as he turned to her, bemusement on his lips. She was doing well, at least so far, it was difficult to resist sensations coming completely unannounced and while Shi was certainly feeling the effects, the fact that she hadn't yet started dripping on to his lap was quite the accomplishment. It also wasn't especially surprising, Sasha had selected her after all and Sasha of all people was not going to take an interest in someone completely sexually ignorant. This was but a prologue though, unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, for Shi. Kamui kept his finger on her lip as the sound that came from behind him only verified what he assumed would be the most beautiful of reactions.

Kamui turned his head over his shoulder for a moment, completely ignoring Shi for the moment as he watched Sasha fall back on to the bed, the turning motion resulting in his hips pushing up and in to the beautiful woman on his lap, against the part of her body that she was so desperately trying to hide behind her thighs. Sasha had not given him the full details on Azure, but she had given him enough and she had given Kamui the right amount of information to both bury Azure and to demonstrate the sheer animosity she held for the man. Keeping Azure's head was a risk, but one he was willing to take for Sasha. However manic and unstable her reaction, Kamui knew that it came from a place of excitement and gratitude, a fact that only made Kamui's smile widen further. As she got up and kissed the top of his forehead, Kamui's eyes reflexively closed in triumph and comfort at the gesture. When she got up, Kamui turned his attention back to Shi, watching her facial expressions as the arousal was becoming more and more difficult to handle, a sensation quickly beginning to surpass anything a drug would be able to impact her with. As Sasha sat down beside him, Kamui let his free hand trail over to gently graze over her thigh, giving it a soft squeeze as Shi gave her patently sassy response, something that made Kamui grin once more. It was good that she still had the gall to be snarky, he was curious as to how long she'd be able to maintain that. The thumb on her lip would suddenly light up as energy seeped from it and unlike the last two works, this word, stimulating, would trigger obnoxiously quickly. All at once, it would feel like every part of her body would suddenly be assailed with attention, a soft vibrating feeling against those straining mammaries, as a more intense pressure would press against that spot between her legs, pressure against what was surely a slowly growing nub as the coup de grace would hit a fraction of a second after as she would feel herself fill up, as if she was consummating her relationship with a ghost. It would be a strange feeling, and an empty one, as her brain was steadily tricking her in to thinking she was being stimulating. It was hollow, there'd be no release from this stimulation, but the feeling it brought was no less real as her whole body would seem to light up.

"Have you heard of the Vanguard? That, my dear, was once Azure Iramasha. He had the misfortune of being my target for a time. It is strange for an Arrancar courting a demon to lecture me on etiquette, but you'll find little politeness here. We don't have much use for it."

Kamui had tortured Sasha enough. As he always did, he would push her just to the edge of her limit before relenting and giving her the control she needed. Kamui flashed her a sideways grin before removing his thumb from Shi's lip, tantalizingly slowly, before leaning back and bracing himself on the bed, putting a little separation between Shi's and his own upper body, though not necessarily forcing her to relinquish her hold on his shoulders. She'd continue to be stimulating by her ghostly lover and Kamui grinned up at her before shifting his attention back to Sasha.

"It's nice that she's lasted this long, but you know well that an amusing and interesting ability will not be enough to merit what you're asking of me. She needs to show creativity, initiative, and adaptability. We work in the shadows, we work behind the scenes, she needs to show she is capable of that. How do you suggest she do that?"