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[That earns her another laugh, and he wags a finger at her gently.]

Now now, wolfish qualities aren't all bad. Uraraka-kun was also ruled by Cordis, and I daresay she in one of the least wolf-like of us.

[It's probably no surprise that Momo doesn't last long, as deep in heat and sensitive from not having dealt with it at all during the previous moon as she is. She gasps, she jolts, the fever pitch of Jiro's assault on her core building into a crescendo. It hurts, somewhat, because it is so overwhelming but her whole body has been screaming for this for most of the last week, and she simply didn't know it yet.

It builds and builds and then suddenly her whole world is a shock of white. A blast of something tears her thoughts apart, and she simply falls to pieces with a soft cry of final release. Her body shakes and quivers, practically grinding itself against Jiro's face, and her hand tightens hard in her friend's hair until everything...blessedly...stops.

She sags, the force of her orgasm taking a huge toll on her, her hands going limp.]

...Holy shit...

[She does know how to swear.]

I don't know...after our internships she certainly developed a killer instinct.

[Seriously!]

[ - There it is. That's exactly what Jiro was looking for - though the magnitude of it all somehow takes her a bit by surprise, despite the intensity of everything she'd been doing.
She keeps it up as hard as she can as Momo rides out the waves of her own climax, letting out a loud, almost pleased whine against her with the way Momo grips a handful of her hair, wrapping her paws around behind her and spreading her claws as if she wishes she had hands to grab at her right back -
And purely out of instinct, her jacks zip out to fill that role, wrapping a few times around Momo's thighs and stomach to hold onto her with a firm grip.

Even after she settles and Jiro pulls back, she leaves them there, almost loathe to move them after all that...
And hearing calm, sweet Momo actually cuss like that ends up bringing a weird, proud grin to Jiro's face.
She wipes it off with the back of an arm, starting to sit up again between Momo's legs.]

... If you think that was good, imagine what it'll be like when I've got my hands back.

[She is a guitarist, after all.]

[He smiles, humming thoughtfully and taking a look around the little cafe.]

...where would you prefer to sit?

[It's the middle of the afternoon on the first day of the Sanguis cycle for the month... and Jiro still hasn't come out of her room. Is there anything wrong?
Definitely not - she's a late sleeper when no one's keeping her to a schedule, and Momo probably got to hear music playing from the room all day.

She's honestly just been spending some time to enjoy her moonblessings, which are finally back to normal. Jiro never thought she'd miss the fins so much...

Of course, while Jiro's done up for her cycle, that means Momo is (thankfully) 100% herself - and herself has gotta go out sometime, right?
But the moment she goes to open the door to the apartment, Jiro's door ends up swinging open as well, and she peeks her head out of the doorframe with a look that's almost worried.]

Wait - are you already going out? It's way too early for that, isn't it...?

[It most certainly is not. It's, like, two in the afternoon.]

[Just that thought makes Momo shiver. The whole of it is just...it's so much. Jiro's so confident, and so...sexy! It's great, and she actually loves it. Like, actually loves it...]

...I don't know if I can...but I look forward to it.

[...Did she just agree to more? OH yes, probably.]

By a window? It's too warm for outside today, I think, but I'd like to see the city regardless.

[Howzzat?]

[He makes a pleased affirmative sound at that, nodding, and moves them to a booth near a window, gesturing for Momo to have a seat first.]

Do we order here, or up at the counter...? I can't say I've ever actually been in here.

[Momo is rather quiet, herself, typically spending some time in her room reading. She doesn't want to disturb Jiro anyway, especially not when she's jamming out like that. Nothing is wrong with any of this, as far as she can tell.

IT's getting on towards two, and she decides that maybe she should get to the store and get some stuff, nothing fancy...when the door opens and suddenly there's Jiro.]

...Is it? I was just going to the corner market. I thought you were asleep, but I can bring you back something if you want?

[A server walks up and waves as they take a seat.]

I take your order, young man. What would you like?

[He...probably has octopus tentacles for hair, because reasons.]

[Iida manages to spin himself around so quickly he nearly gives himself whiplash, sitting abruptly and very, very stiffly in his seat. It takes him a moment to completely relax, and even then he still looks slightly uptight. ...When does he not, though.]

Apologies! I did not see or hear your approach. Um-- could you give me and my classmate a moment? I have-- not been here before to know your menu.

[Jiro crawls up the length of her just so she can flop on her side beside Momo on the bedding, almost a little worn out despite not having done all that much.
She's still a bit worked up herself, as well... but at this point, she couldn't care less.
As always, she's just happy if Momo is. And if Momo got what she was looking for out of all this, all the better!

Of course, the implications of what she's said don't slip past Jiro that easily, and she lets herself smile for real, moving in to tuck up close to her friend's side.]

Me too. And, you know... I'm always just across the hall if you need me.

No, no - I, uh...

[For a moment, she looks off to the side in thought -
Before looking back at Momo again, and all that worry and everything seems to have cleared up, somehow!]

It might rain! Yeah, I heard it on the radio, there's a bad chance of one of those summer thunderstorms rolling in...
Maybe you should wait until tomorrow for that?

Of course!

[And Octolad slides away, leaving them with menus.

Momo settles in, shrugging.]

Take your time. Most of what I've tried here is good, though.

[He smiles at her briefly, picking up the menu.]

Well if it's to your standards, then, I have high hopes. Do you have a favorite?

[Momo shuffled and fidgeted a little bit, shifting enough so that she could pull Jiro into a hug. She knew what she should do, and she was willing to give it a try. But she needed a moment to collect herself.]

I will keep that in mind.

[Nuzzling in close, she pecks her friend on the cheek.]

...I will help you out too, you know. Just...let me catch my breath, okay?

Um. Rain?

[Momo blinks and tugs out a handkerchief from her arm...]

It'll be okay? I've got this just in case.

And if it's going to rain, I should go quickly.

Oh yes, they have really nice black tea. I don't recall if you prefer that or coffee...

[She should know this, but forgive her.]

[Jiro is just... so happy to be pulled in like that, rubbing her face against Momo's as her tails begin to sway.
Thinking to herself that even if she doesn't get any relief tonight, just being like this is fine with her -

Of course, then Momo says what she does, and those tails start to move even faster.]

I, uh -
If you want to? You don't have to, I'll be okay.

[Even though it's pretty obvious she's excited by the idea...]

Nonono --

[She's wandering up to Momo from down the hall, now, with her snake tail and all her fins dragging along behind her.
The look on her face is almost... pleading? Almost.]

I mean it's really gonna pour down. What if you get caught in that?
It's definitely better to just stay home today.

[He sets the menu down, folding his arms over the table.]

I don't specifically have a preference, but I do recall you sharing some lovely teas with us. Perhaps I'll try that with you, then. [Kid literally runs on orange juice, he probably doesn't drink a lot of caffeine.]

I do. I really do.

[And she leans in, kissing Jiro more fully, and does just that over the course of the next...oh...hour?

Let her explore you, Jiro.]

Um...it's only rain. I'm not really worried about it.

[There's a short pause on her end as she studies the tail and fins and all these changes...]

...Do you want to come with? I mean, if you're lonely or something, that's okay.

[For a second, Jiro almost looks genuinely kind of hurt that she'd suggest she's doing all this just because she's lonely.]

Nah, I'm not lonely. I just... y'know.

[Though all that very little hurt drops as she ends up looking away, fiddling with a fin.]

I don't want you getting a cold, that's all.

[It's a flimsy excuse, and she knows it.]

What do you need at the store that badly, anyway?

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