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[So I apparently thought to renew this journal but not the one for some variety of murderbirb? I have no idea what pastme was doing.

But. It's been a long couple months for a certain siren and the prince she technically probably kidnapped a little bit. One has to assume that by now, they have been picked up by the northerners, and there's been a funny game where everyone involved knows who Renn is, but Kohane has basically straight up denied answering that directly to anyone, because plausible deniability is the best party trick. How she's getting away with basically continually lying to the King with a straight face is a mystery for the ages.

But, they've been put up somewhere and so, tired from another round of "no, he's totally just some other guy named renn, wow he does look a lot like the prince isn't that weird", Kohane's come back to wherever they're staying. You know. Having left Renn to his own devices in a new country with a probably unprecedented amount of freedom with his time.

She's not smart.]

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N-no, just... surprised.

[Look, he's found his sketchbook and supplies.]

Just, uh, I suppose get comfortable?

As you wish.

[Yeah, she's finding somewhere to lounge and, well. She might have arranged herself to be able to basically eyefuck him without moving any.

She's real good at being a total shit.]

[Well, he's trying to at least be the professional artist and get a decent sketch going of her, but if he's only rapidly turning redder and redder and may just faint at some point at this rate.]

Re-n-n~

[Kohane that's the opposite of helping.]

You seem a little distracted...

C-can you blame me?!

[He's just gonna... thumbnail this really quickly and close his sketchbook with a bit of a sulk.]

[Aw, no. Come here, sulky artist.]

Hey, now, don't make that face...I had to pay you back a little bit, but you know I'd behave if you asked me to, right?

[...The way she says that kind of implies he could basically command anything of her, doesn't it?]

[He sighs and just stares at her, tossing aside his sketchbook before he walks over.]

Now that I don't believe for a second...

...You really should.

[She will sit up a little when he comes over, though, and reach out for his hand as soon as it's in reach, so she can kiss the back of it.]

Or do you think the King can keep Misaki in line just by being frighteningly powerful, even after having seen her?

I assumed he was a sorcerer of some sort... They also have children together, so they clearly reached some kind of decision. What're you trying to tell me?

[He is fine with her having his hand, though...]

Power's got nothing to do with it. She loves him...not a one of us can deny someone we love. No Raksha can...it's why it's considered such a bad idea for us to fraternize with mortals.

[Just. Sliding that out. Waiting for it to click.]

Wait, me? You're saying that you... and me?

[You have to wonder why he can logically get this because he's talked basically about it before but emotionally this is stumbling him up.]

And that that binds you to me?

[Well he got that part at least.]

I thought I was pretty clear about it in the woods, Renn!

[She laughs a little, and then pulls him down so she can bump her forehead to his.]

For as long as you live, yes.

[He bumps his forehead to hers, and smiles.]

Well, I guess I'll have to be responsible with this power...

[She wanted a kiss, right?]

[Yassssss kiss is good.]

Oh, really, now?

What? Yes. I'll keep the harem jokes and the fantasies about times at the academy and all that could entail to an absolute minimum, I swear.

[He kisses her again, quickly.]

You put me in a school uniform and I'm gonna win no matter how bound I am to you, Renn~

[Chuckling a little, and grinning at him rather wickedly.]

I'm not going to. I mean for one I don't have my old uniform so it'd hardly work. For another, where's the fun of forcing this sort of thing on you?

[Somewhere, Masaru looked up from his paper and shook his head, frowning at something imperceptible. Meanwhile, back here, Renn has gone for one of her ears with his tongue.]

I think I just implied it wouldn't really be involuntariiiiiahahahahahaa....

[Yow. Turns out, those are still real goddamn sensitive and she no shit jumped.]

[He's just going to shift over then so he can sit down next to her, pulling her close and continue to be a jerk about licking that ear.]

Well, that's good... But I don't just want you subservient to me.

M-might be hard if you keep doing that!

[Seriously she is just completely helpless to fight back against that.]

Mmm... actually, this is rather fun.

[What if he adds feeling her up to the things he's doing while continuing to tease her ears?]

[Then she's squirming, and maybe groaning a bit.]

Reennnn...

[Yeah, there's enough of a magic note in that whine to be a threat. She will start being unfair if you keep this up, buddy. :|]

[He'll stop, then, reaching up with both hands to grope her and kissing her neck surprisingly roughly.]

There, there...

[Well, she's still shuddering, but he's stopped completely immobilizing her so, first order of business is to feel him right the hell up. Maybe squirm around so she can get rid of his shirt.]

[His shirt is a button up affair, but it comes off easily enough for that reason. He's moving from outright groping to just running hands down her sides, tracing her outline meticulously. And she's getting another kiss.]