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[X] Go and relax in the living room. They won't be too long, and they probably won't need your help.
[X] Watch Lunasa's ass as she walks away. Rrrowr.
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"I think I'll take you up on that chair," you're still somewhat sore, "if you could point me towards the living room..."
"Of course." Lunasa smiles at you. "Youmu, you go on ahead to the kitchen. I'll catch up with you once I've got him settled in."
"Very well." Youmu nods and wanders off down the hall, vanishing from sight as she hangs a right somewhere up ahead. You shift your wait off of Myon and stand on your own, allowing the ghost the opportunity to float off after her human counterpart. You're sore, but the pains faded quite a bit by now, especially with sights like a half naked Lunasa to distract you.
"Think you can stand on your own?" Lunasa graces you with her amused smile.
"Well enough. I'm not as fragile as most."
"Fair enough. I was just a bit concerned since you don't have any muscle."
You give her a dirty look. Her smile gets bigger. For a moment it feels as though you're dealing with Mima. You open your mouth to retort, but she cuts you off.
"Well, come on. Let's get you comfy."
You just sigh and nod, and trail after her as she turns about and moves down the hall a ways. The two of you end up going left through a single door just ahead, and you find yourself in what appears to be the living room.
Like the hall, the living room is in a state of disrepair. There are some rather nicely made windows, with slightly ragged curtains that stifle the sunlight. An unlit fireplace lies against one wall, a rusted grate barring the firepit. The walls are painted a relaxing shade of blue, and dotted with a small assortment of faded paintings as decoration. Soft carpeting in shades of purple blankets most of the floor, and a set of a broken down and worn out furniture sits atop it, in the form of a couch and two chairs. However...
Set on the opposite side of the room from the rest of the furniture, are two additional chairs, which look to be in much better condition. Large armchairs set in wooden frames, the two pieces bear many visible stitches along the surface of the fabricx that covers them. While they look a bit patchwork, they do seem to be well taken care of. The two seats are set to face each other, so that one could probably stretch out across the two of them and lay down.
Lunasa snaps her fingers and the two chairs swivel away from each other, turning to face the rest of the room. She gestures for you to take a seat in one of them, and you stroll over to the one nearest the entrance. Plopping down in the seat, you find yourself sinking into the cushioning. It's very soft, and you can see why sitting in it would ease someone's pain. The chair is easily one of the comfier things you've sat in recently, especially compared to the cushions you use at the table in Hakugyokuro.
"So," Lunasa comes over and bend down to look you in the eyes, giving you a great view of the front of her body, "how do you like it? I put a lot of work into keeping those chairs maintained."
"Comfy." Easing deeper into the seats cushion, letting the softness envelope you, you don't really think any other words are necessary. This is a damn nice chair.
"Good." She stands straight again, looking satisfied. "You should feel honored; I don't usually let guests use those. I'm quite proud of them."
"Thank you." You chirp in reply, settling in further. Lunasa grins at you and nods in approval.
"Well, now that you're settled in, I'm going to go join Youmu in the kitchen. I'll be back in just a bit."
You nod at her, and she turns to leave. As she strolls away, though, something catches your attention. The shirt she wears is long enough to cover most of her top, but you've got a great view of her butt from here. And it's a great butt. Really great. From those skimpy panties of hers, you can see the outline of her tight little behind rather clearly, and you can tell it has just the right amount of weight in it. You actually a bit of an urge to get up and go pinch her bottom, it's that fine. You growl mentally in appreciation.
Lunasa stops and turns to look at you, one eyebrow arched.
Oops. Looks like that growl wasn't just mental. You've been caught in the act. You give her a sheepish grin, feeling a bit embarrassed.
Her response isn't as derisive as you might have expected. To the contrary, she gives you a wink and a slightly more sensual smile than usual. Leaning forward, she sticks her butt out towards you and gives it a little shake. Raising one hand, she presses a finger to her lip and bats her eyes at you. Much to your further embarrassment, you feel yourself rising to the occasion, so to speak.
Her eyes dart quickly to your crotch, and you can tell she's noticed your predicament. Her smile just grows a little wider. She finally straightens up and resumes her walk out of the room, but she adds a sway of the hips to her walk, quite effectively emphasizing her ass. Normally you'd restrain yourself, but she's putting on a free show, so you just watch her go in appreciation and savor the sight.
Once she disappears from your vision, you settle back in the chair, and wait patiently for your excitement to go down. Unfortunately, you aren't given much time. A movement catches your eyes, and you sit up a little to get a better view.
A second door to the room, located on the wall opposite you, creaks open. Standing there in the door frame are Lyrica and Merlin, dressed in outfits that are quite obviously their sleeping clothes. Perhaps more surprising than their entrance, however, is exactly what they've chosen for pajamas.
Merlin is wearing a proper set of what look like men's pajamas. The two piece outfit is in a light pink color, with small blue musical notes covering it. The top is a very long and loose button shirt, which serves to disguise most of her figure, as it reaches down far enough to hide her hips, and is large enough that it doesn't cling to her breasts enough to emphasize them. The accompanying trousers are also loose, hiding her slender legs.
Though Merlin's conservative attire is mildly surprising, Lyrica's outfit is downright shocking. She's clad in nothing more than a pair of very lacy embroidered panties, and a loose chemise that cuts off at her navel. What really draws your attention about the enticing underwear, however, is the fact that,even in this poor lighting, the clothing is quite noticeably translucent, which gives you a rather clearer look at her than you would have expected to get.
The two girls stand there bleary eyed, evidently quite tired.
[ ] Stay silent.
[ ] Greet them.
