uncurtained | pc catchall for junpei (crashout)

[Oh. That's...oh.]

Yeah? [He tries to sound casual about that, but admittedly he's highkey curious.] Well. You learn something new every day. So like...you're cool with it.

I'm cool with it.

[She tilts her head.]

Are you...?

Uh, yeah! Yeah, I'm...definitely cool with it. [This is somehow funnier now that she knows he's kind of a dork.] It's good to know. [He's pulling on her hand though to head back to her room.]

[She hesitates for a moment, but...]

In that case, if you’re ever interested... I’ve got one of the pairs of handcuffs they were selling in the gift shop.

[Either way, she follows along as he pulls her in that direction, fishing her clamshell out of her jeans.]

[...just. Gently raising his eyebrows because unfortunately he's a little interested.]

Should I be surprised by that? [Teasing, but also jeez Beck. There's a moment before his lips quirk up into a grin.] Never have I ever been tied up or handcuffed.

Well... No time like the present?

[The smile she gives him is playful, as she bites her lip.]

[It's hard to ignore the nervous anticipation coursing through his veins suddenly, but the smile helps.]

So I've heard. And I think I can trust you by now, can't I...? [He'll wait for the door to unlock before leading her inside of the room.]

What, is there still a question about that?

[She says that before stepping through the door after unlocking it, closing it once they're both inside and taking a step towards her bed.]

Not really. You are, somehow, one of the people I trust most here. [He's still holding her hand and he'll follow her toward the bed, giving her a curious little look...]

Which is why I trust you to confirm that you're actually a Sugar Daddy. [Hm.]

[She pauses, letting go of his hand for a moment as she sighs.]

God, I hate that name. And I mean, yeah, but... Why are you asking me again?

Needed to confirm I was right. [This explains nothing, but his eyes brighten a bit and he more or less jumps onto her bed.] Also, thought you should know there's two of you. Two Sugar Daddys, I mean, not two Becks.

[HE'S STILL NOT EXPLAINING BUT IT'S FINE.] I think your role is split somehow, but I don't know how it could be.

—Wait, really? Can you tell me who the other one is?

[She frowns slightly, even though she moves to the bed as well.]

Actually, maybe you should start with why you think that.

That's what I'm trying to find out. I was sort of hoping you'd have an idea. [Once she's on the bed, he's turning and leaning into her a little because he likes being close and also he's kind of manic knowing he's correct.]

Okay. So. What do you know about the roles besides your own? Kagachi told me you two talked.

I know Kagachi’s, what Escha’s was, and... There’s a fourth one I’ve heard about, but I don’t know who has it.

Makes sense. All three of you got hit with the same punishment, after all. [Oh? He tilts his head then.]

What's the fourth one?

He said they get messages each week that they think are clues, but he couldn't tell me exactly who it was. He said he'd ask them to approach me if they're okay with it, but...

[She shrugs.]

...okay so. I know someone who gets messages because I've been interpreting those messages for them. So who's the person that told you about them?

The sender is who I'm trying to find myself.

Kagachi told me about them. [...] Can you tell me who they are?

[She tilts her head.]

How do you know there's a sender?

Izuminokami. He's been collecting handwriting samples to try and find them, but nothing so far. He's received messages twice so far, one each week. Are you telling me there's not a sender of some kind?

I just mean...

[She frowns, even as she scoots a little bit closer to him.]

I guess, if there is a sender, how are they getting the information they're passing along to him?

[He remembers they're here for a reason, so she moves closer and he brushes some of her hair back to press his mouth to her neck. Not that it stops him from talking...]

Might be the other Booty Caller. There's two of those, and the one I know talks to our dead friends. Still working that out, too.

...How do you know these names?

[She pauses for a moment, biting down on her lip as he presses his mouth to her neck. She reaches down towards his torso, starting to push his shirt up.]

I just know some of the descriptions, which one is the Booty Caller?

[There's a quiet sigh that almost says "don't worry about it" while he works his way over her throat. The shirt can move, that's fine.]

Like a Medium, as far as I know. The Booty Caller I do know gets the chance to summon someone who died...they spoke to Prompto last time I heard. If I had to guess, the other one can hear from the ghosts of the group before us. But just a guess.

You can see why I'm trying to find out who's providing notes to Izuminokami. I thought maybe he was the other Booty Caller, but he didn't seem to know anything out of the ordinary.

[His hand's also moving to rest on her hip to pull her closer.]

Who's the one you do know? And... What's Izuminokami's role called, then?

[Her words are a little breathy, punctuated by small noises of pleasure. She runs her hands over his abdomen gently, breathing out a sigh as he pulls her closer. She's not too close to start pulling his shirt off, though, leaning forward slightly.]

[There's a hitch in his breath because his abdomen's always a little sensitive and it means he nips at the juncture between her neck and shoulder a little.]

Somebody I trust them. And I don't think Izuminokami has a role, that's what I mean. I asked if he knew about special rules like the others do and he seemed clueless about it...

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