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Who: Kazuya Minegishi (

belfire), Shiho Sannomiya (

good_ideas), Kaoru Akashi (

queenofminiskirts), Kuwata Leon (

babermetrics) and William Twining (

notsolomon)
When: Backdated to IC 08/13 and 08/15
Where: Shopping area and Pleasure District
What: Two different outings that involved erotic pastry, dick eclairs, and lots and lots of clothes.
Rating/Warning: Sexy pastry and potential crossdressing (maybe??)

SEXY PASTRY! (08/13)

[They were finally here, after many, many weeks of Kaz promising (then forgetting) to show William and Leon the wonders of erotic pastry. Kaz stood right in front of the store, arms outstretched in a "ta-da" pose, glancing between William and Leon's faces with anticipation - for indeed, the store front wasn't shy about its wares at all. There were boob cakes, dick eclairs, and other indecent pastries moulded into the shapes of various private parts in full display in the shop's window, with a little sign tucked into the corner declaring that they also took requests on "specific genitals" to be made into cakes]

Soooo~ what d'ya think? Looks pretty good, huh? They use top quality sponge here, and don't even get me started on the icing and cream!

[Of course, that'd be the thing Kaz would focus on. He barely even acknowledge the cakes' indecent nature]

SHOPPING DATE!! (08/15)

[Kaz felt ridiculously excited about this shopping date - it had been a long while since he got to do something like this, drifting through various clothes stores in the ultimate hunt for top fashion, but really spending most of the time dressing in increasingly silly outfits to make each other laugh. It did make him a little homesick though, to remember that this was how he'd spend his days with Yuzu, but it was a bittersweet sort and he refused to let it puncture his good mood]

Here's the beginning of the gauntlet. [They stood outside the very first clothes shop at the start of the shopping district: a brightly coloured, summer-style store] Summer dresses and shorts galore. Wanna go in?

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[It's been a pretty wild few weeks, to be fair. Leon had mostly forgotten about this planned outing, but when it gets brought up again, he's all too eager to drop everything (he didn't really have anything to drop in the first place today) to finally go into this place himself. He's seen it before, but he's never bought anything from it, mostly because it doesn't feel like the kind of place you go into by yourself unless you're a little . . . y'know. Off.

Or Kaz, apparently, which might be the same thing.

But it's good company, and it looks like good pastry, and it's also pretty friggin' funny. He's distracted first by that little sign in the window, which he'd never noticed before, and he taps the glass with a grin.]

Dude . . . do they take a mould of your dick? Do you text them a dick pic? Live modeling?

[Somehow William had thought they actually were not going to the erotic pastry shop. After a certain amount of time, it had just... kept not happening and the day on which they had made this promise had been awkward for many reasons, so William had inclined to erase it from his memory.

But well now here they. Here he is. William Twining, heir to the Twining family name and it's proud heritage, standing in front of a perverted pastry shop. Mostly of his own free will.]

I think they just make up their own instead of taking pictures. I mean, I would hope so.

[That would just be weird after all. Much weirder than cakes that look like dicks.]

They probably allow you to customize the size or something like that.

Eh? You talking about the customised dicks?

[Kaz didn't seem bothered at his friends focusing more on the dicks than the superior ingredients said dicks were made out of, and in fact smiled a sly, mischievous grin]

They do the moulding or the live modelling. I asked once. You wanna give it a go?

[He directed this more to Leon than William]

What, seriously?! Who would I even give that to, man? I'm not gonna eat my own dick!

[He cracks up and grins at both of them, moving to push into the shop now that they've seen the window display. Only great things can await them inside!]

Getting a dick cake is definitely somethin' you only do if you're with someone who'd appreciate that kinda thing! There's a couple girls I'm into, but I'd be completely torpedoing my chances with either of 'em if I suddenly handed them a cake box with a dick in it. Sounds like a good way to get dick cake smashed in my face, y'know? Ah, there's no one I've slept with here who'd appreciate that either . . .

[He's only slept with one person here, and he'd be lucky to escape that with cake in his face.]

Could we please stop throwing around that word.

[Asking people to stop talking about dicks as they walk into an erotic pastry shop is totally not hypocritical. The futility of it is totally not lost on William.

And apparently they are having a sale on what is it... tit meringues or whatever they are. And little marzipan Venus of Willendorfs. Looks like the owners of this place value their prehistory when it comes to porn.

Oh dear. He is out of his element.]

That is a lot of pastries...

[Yep, he didn't think this through.]

[Kaz agreed with William about the dick thing - it was beginning to not sound like an actual word now, with how frequently it was being tossed about. Kaz resolved to use creative synonyms for it, just to keep things fresh]

Seems like a waste of cake, to throw it at someone just 'cuz it's of someone's love piston. It's made outta high quality stuff too. Scandalous.

[he tutted in mock-distaste, eyeing up a cake that was a loving copy of Venus. It smelled of butterscotch. He fucking loved butterscotch]

Hm, can I eat that by myself...?

[He's opening his mouth to make some comment about the word dick, either repeating it a dozen times to be annoying or offering to change it to "cock" to see the look on William's face—he hasn't decided which yet—when "love piston" makes its appearance in the conversation, and he chokes on a laugh instead.]

Did you just say love piston?! Oh my god! How do you even live with yourself, man? —And would you even be willing to shell out for a whole cake like that, or are you gonna make William do it?

I am not buying that cake for you.

[Sorry Kaz, but William doesn't love you enough to buy you sexy pastries. Even if they are made of delicious butterscotch. Which is so good. But not that good.]

...and that is a horrible euphemism.

[And wow, there really were a lot of pastries shaped like dicks. Crossants, little loaf cakes, eclairs and other things.]

I would think someone would become bored, doing that all day. Granted, they are probably just like you two.

[Mentally thirteen forever.]

[Kaz's expression was so wounded, it was almost as if William had shot and ate his puppy]

Ehhhh~? You don't wanna buy me a naked lady cake? C'mon, her cock-cave's tastefully covered by that clam shell thing. [Pun!] And boobs aren't indecent unless you're just filthy-minded. For shame, William. For shame. Objectifying women like that.

[He sniffed, then turned to Leon, smiling at him as if he was his newest best friend - or a walking cash machine]

Leooooon~ [he positively purred] You're a pussy-minded fellow. Mind buying this cake for all of us to enjoy?

[He's busy howling at "cock-cave" at first to answer that, but finally he trails off into snickers and gasps, wiping his eyes. All right. Let's take another look at this cake.]

I dunno, man . . . like, this's an investment! It'd be a commitment! I'd be spendin' all my money on this one woman, know what I mean? I ain't really that kinda guy. I'd rather pick up a few tastes of different things to try out before I sink it all into one chick! For us to share.

[Okay, that metaphor got a little weird at the end there. He really could have done without tacking on that last part. Now it's in his head . . . ]

[William's dying right now. Dying from all this dirtiness in his presence. This is clearly too advanced for his... not so pure mind. But it's all too lewd for him.]

...Leon, that was some rather unfortunate phrasing. Besides, we would be splitting it three ways.

[Yeah you are not leaving him out of this... orgy metaphor. Wait, no leave him out.]

But anyways, are we going to buy anything?

[He feels a bit shameful in spending money on this, but it's even more shameful to go into a store like this with no intention of buying anything.]

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[Kaz pulled a truly peculiar expression as Leon's metaphor grew legs and veered wildly into weird territory. Boy, what a mental image to get: them sharing a giant cake woman. As if Kaz would ever willingly share food with someone]

The butterscotch lady. [he even pointed at the offending cake] We're gonna buy her.

[That is so not the mental image Leon is having right now. He'd turned to study some delicious-looking (in more ways than one) titty donuts lined up near the counter under glass, but for a few long seconds he stares through them instead, his mind wandering.

Forget Kaz. His fantasies are not interested in including Kaz in anything sexual, which is a statement that has other implications that are lost on him at this particular moment. He'll think harder about that later. More importantly, what kind of girl would William and Leon share? He tries to imagine her. Maybe a girl from William's place and time: some pretty white girl in a fancy gown like they probably wear back where he's from, the frilly kind with a corset and a good view of her cleavage (that's what the Victorian era was like, right??) and a skirt they could hoist up to get a good look at whatever fancy lacy stockings and undergarments girls like that wear (they're probably sexy, right??). Of course it'd be up to Leon to do that part. He can't imagine William being the one to make the first move. He can just watch while Leon shows him how it's done to a girl—but he's a guy too, and there's no way he'd be content just to watch, huh? Of course he'd join in eventually, and that's pretty hot, too, getting a little more hands-on showing him what goes where and how to touch a girl. And she'd be into it too, having two guys all over her at her beck and call—who wouldn't be? Especially hot guys like Leon and William. Leon's pretty sure he'd be into seeing the both of them, William and this mystery Victorian England (it's England, right??) fancy dress chick, flushed and sweaty, while they all got their hands and mouths all]

[HEEEEEEEY! HOOOOOOOO

That's a great time to acknowledge that he was spoken to just now, isn't it?

Leon snaps back to attention suddenly, slightly pink-cheeked and blinking, and spins on his heel to face the other two while his brain does some catching up. Words that were just said. are we going to buy/we're gonna buy her]

—Ah, huh? Hey, I said I'm not buyin' that! I'll eat it if someone else is volunteering! Not that I'm not gonna buy anything, though . . . of course I'm gonna.

...you really are going to make me buy everything, aren't you two?

[He wonders if Leon is okay for a moment, but decides to not potentially embarrass him. Maybe Leon has the capability to get just as flustered as anyone else. As flustered as William is feeling. Unlike Kaz, who is super human in that regard.

But anyways, back to the task at hand.]

But fine, we shall pay the lady's price. What else should we get other than though? It seems like a waste to come in here just for that.

[Especially when William is never ever going to come in here again if he can help it.]

Nothing horribly expensive though. [He blinks though as he looks back at the eclairs.]

We will get a few of those though...

[And looking over at the day old rack he shrugs.]

And whatever we can find there as well.

[If there was one unexpected side effect to becoming a demon, it was that the enhanced sense of smell, as well developing low-key psychic vampirism, ended up with Kaz privy to others' embarrassing biological reactions against his will. So when Leon had his little, er, fantasy, his nose twitched at the sudden scent, glancing over at Leon with a puzzled expression because - huh, were cake boobs really that arousing or-]

Wait- you're gonna buy it?!

[But the mystery of Leon pheromones was heartily kicked off a cliff because free butterscotch cake, yes!]

William. My good ol' buddy. My friend. My pal. [he held out his arms, as if he was going to hug him] Did I ever tell you that you're my favourite person ever? Also we should totally get that boob sponge cake. It lemon and ginger, it's amazing!

[At least Kaz's shamelessness is distracting for all of them. It was just a passing moment, nothing very uncommon for Leon even, although there was some of that he was going to have to revisit later . . .

For now, he simmers down, watching this blatant display of flattery unfold and snorting.]

Dude, how d'you even live with yourself . . .

And I said I was gonna buy stuff! Don't lump me in with this guy, c'mon. I'm just not getting a whole cake, especially if it doesn't even have any chocolate on it!

[He wasn't going to be the first one to express interest in the eclairs—ironically, considering—but now that William's said he wants to get some, he wanders over to that display to get a better look at them.]

Soooo these look good to you, huh?

[William gives Kaz a flat look, because sorry buddy, but it just feels weird hugging you in a gay pastry shop. And really how do you live with yourself.]

You are pushing it, very much. So very much. Just be glad I am buying you a cake.

[He glanced at Leon.]

You can buy the rest then, since the cake is expensive enough.

[This painful. He's wasting money on sexy cake.

Shit, will they even be able to eat the cake? Who is going to keep the left overs? Well, okay that is a stupid question, because Kaz will easily eat the whole thing. Probably.]

[There's no probably about it - Kaz would eat the entire cake by himself, and still have room for seconds. Still, at William's chastising, Kaz seemed to droop a little with a quiet, little whine better suited to kicked puppy.

What a shame. Those lemon and ginger boob cakes were absolutely divine! Guess he'll just have to try and recreate the recipie in his kitchen later...]

Fine, fine, I won't push for anymore. [From William. So, he glanced over at Leon and the dick eclairs, the corner of his mouth curling upwards in a smile] Hey, Leon, if you're gonna be buying some of those, how about getting me some as well? It'll get ya some good karma!

[Shameless]

[He's gathering up a box of six of the eclairs as they speak, nodding when William suggests he buy the rest of their loot; he'd been planning on it anyway. But when Kaz speaks up, speaking of planning on it anyway, he pauses with the sixth eclair in his hand and half-turns around to wave it at him.

He was planning on buying them for him anyway, that is. Not on waving his dick at Kazuya. That development is brand new.]

You know the more you open your friggin' mouth the less I wanna do shit for you? What're you planning on contributing other than pissing me off, huh?

[Kaz's fantasy of eating the cake all by himself is not going to happen. No way, no how. But William merely rolls his eyes at Kaz's whining.

William sighed and just shook his head at Leon.]

Just let it go. We will make him pay us back later. Somehow.

[There is no point in fighting over it too hard. At least not right now.]

But is there anything else we need?

[Shiho regularly went on shopping dates with Kaoru but that didn't make this any less exciting. Not that she was wearing any silly outfits (besides those that were over-the-top but still super cute).

She has her arm through Kaoru's, trying not to smile and failing. Summer dresses and shorts? SHE'S SO IN.]

Seems like as good a start as any.

[Of course, Kaoru's going to grab both their arms and drag them forward. She's not even bothering to hide her enthusiasm.]

What are we even waiting for? Let's go!

Ah-!

[Kaz startled a little at getting grabbed and dragged, almost stumbling over his feet, but he quickly recovered and let out a loud, exaggerated sigh]

Koyo's so energetic, it almost makes me tired. [but he was smiling, peering around curiously as they entered the shop proper. It really did look nice - summer shorts, dresses, skirts, gaudy Hawaiian shirts...] Hmmm, so should we start with the dresses first? They look cute.

The first rule of shopping trips- [~~Is that no one talks about shopping trips.~~]

-is that no one is allowed to act like a tired old man. Or else, he buys everyone crepes.

[But thankfully before she makes good on her threat, Shiho's attention is caught by the cute summer dresses. Especially one pretty white one that's all cotton and ruffles and crotcheted lace.]

Hm. That's a pretty good plan, actually. For now.

I second any suggestion that ends with free creps for me!

[She grinned.]

Dresses are the best. Are you going to try one too? [This question is, of course, for Kaz.]

[Kaz shuddered at the threat of having to buy someone food. Right, no acting like a tired old man]

What, the dresses? [there was a pause - and then he smiled] Sure, why not? S'long as I look cute.

Then I guess we'll have to pick the cutest one they have.

[Just for him, that is. With a laugh, she pulls Kaoru along, not even mentioning anything about calling him Minegishi Hermione.]

Short? Or long? Maybe something blue? Ah. Or yellow?

[Kaoru might have been more surprised if Kaz hadn't been embarrassed when they gave him a frilly apron.

She's definitely grinning widely though as she tilts her head to consider Kaz.]

I think he'd look nice in blue. [Would Aoi get mad at them for that?]

Definitely blue - and short! My legs are my prettiest feature, y'know. I need to show them off.

[He really wasn't embarrassed. Dresses? Personally didn't bother him in the slightest to wear them. In fact, he found them fun, if only because the memories he associated with dresses were him and Yuzu playing Princess and Princess, where they decided that Knights were definitely not needed and that Princesses could go off and have their own adventures and ride dragons and fight evil warlocks and just all round be badass (Kaz being a boy was obviously a non-issue to their childish selves, and Yuzu had declared that if he wanted to be a princess then he was one, and that had been that).]

Since, with everything else... I'm flat as an ironing board. [he patted his chest, looking down with a disappointed pout] Ah, a pity.

[Shiho just about manages not to grin at that last comment from him. Not that he'd have understood it, but she squeezes Kaoru's hand, knowing that she does.]

Blue sounds good.

[She gives him a sly look as she starts sifting through the clothes, rejecting them one after another on the basis of "not being blue enough" or sometimes just because she doesn't like them.]

What, you're not going to say that your face is your prettiest feature?

[Kaoru just laughed.]

Blue...and flat as an ironing board. If Aoi found out she'd think we were replacing her.

[She's looking through dresses too, and keeping an eye out for something Shiho would look cute in.]

But Shiho, a face isn't a feature a dress can accentuate.

Yeah, plus, um...

[Kaz wasn't... pretty. The amount of times he had Naoya snidely point out the slight baby fat his cheeks still held was enough for Kaz to be resigned to the fact that "handsome" or "pretty" was never going to describe him. Cute, adorable - most definitely. But sometimes a guy wanted to look his age! Like, geeze, Kaz was almost eighteen and he still got mistaken for thirteen or something equally ridiculous! Hmph!!]

I look way too cute to pull off "pretty". [he laughed it off easily enough, though] See. Look at this face! I'm adorable.

[Shiho stops looking through the clothes, pausing on a navy blue sundress to tilt her head at Kaz and look at him instead. Or rather, stare at him contemplatively. Well...it's true that his age keeps surprising her. She even thinks of him and treats him more like a baby brother than anything else.]

You are pretty cute...but that doesn't mean you can't be pretty, too. And if you say it like that, I'll take it as a challenge, you know?

[Don't underestimate Shiho and her ability to borrow a professional makeup artist's kit, okay.]

[She nods along to Shiho's assessment before adding,] You're pretty cute yourself, Shiho!

[You know, just in case there was any doubt.]

The right dress with the right make up can transform anyone from cute to pretty to sexy! Even just changing your hair style can change your whole look! [She pauses.] I mean, I guess we can't to much with your hair. Maybe with some hair extensions...

Eh?

[This was going in an... unexpected direction. Well, okay, maybe not unexpected, since Kaz was going to crossdress anyway, but he had expected cute, flower-girl dresses and the like. Mimi and Koyo considering in trying to make him pretty or sexy...

...

It would be nice. T-To look his age, he meant! To be pretty or handsome meant looking mature, and looking mature would mean people would look at him and wouldn't assume he was thirteen or something. He could be taken seriously! A-And, his crushes would go easier, since people wouldn't think... well.]

So, you're saying, if I dress the right way, I'd look prettier? [he couldn't help but visibly perk up] Like, older prettier? 'Cuz I gotta admit, people mistaking me for an adorable thirteen year old gets old after a while, and, um, attracts the wrong kind of people. If you know what I mean.

Not the right way. But in a different way.

[There's nothing wrong with looking cute, after all. Sometimes you needed that.

Often to help you look harmless so the criminal wouldn't expect that taser to the ribs. Speaking of attracting people though...]

What, is there someone in particular that you want to attract, Kaz-kun?

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1/2; THIS IS PRETTY NSFW

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I am late forever

it's ok! \o

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