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Current This is 'Chicogal' if anyone remembers me - new name :)
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Goodnight, travel well.
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Mainly 1x1s these days.

My former username was Chicogal.

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@FernStone ((Sorry!!))

Mimori also shut her door, and got changed into the bikini she'd picked herself. It was neoprene, and she'd been told in the shop that they were in style. Hers was blue, and she grabbed her towel before exiting the room at the same time as Ky. She had a small, cute backpack slung over her shoulder with a few things inside. "Ready to go?" she asked cheerfully, heading down the corridor. It would be great to make a new friend, especially being alone here otherwise. It didn't take long to get down to the ground floor and head through ornate doors down to the beach.

Mimori walked by Ky's side as they got there, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious. There were the Host Club boys, looking incredibly handsome in their bathing suits. There was... Kaoru. Clearing her throat, she glanced at Ky and smiled. "Who's your favourite Host?" she asked quietly.

~~~

Tamaki barely even needed to chance, already in board shorts. He hurried down to the golden sand, the very first person to touch it. He splashed into the waves, laughing aloud before splashing back out. Already girls were arriving in their wonderful swimsuits that made them look so lovely. And now that he'd been in the waves, the water was catching the light and making his chest sparkle... Ahh. Sighing dramatically, he flipped back his hair and smiled at them.

"Welcome, my lovelies!" he said, gesturing to the beach before them. "Let's have the best holiday ever!" He tried to catch the eye of Ky, before noticing just how wonderful she looked. Oh, my. It made him weak at the knees.
bumping, hope I get back into this
Alice moaned softly, embarrassed immediately by the sound that had escaped her. She bit her lip, but her eyes fluttered closed as his hands considered running up and down her body. His shirt was gone now, and she could feel his hard chest beneath her hands. It was unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. To be allowed to touch him like this, to allow him to touch her like that, was so intimate. If this was what she could feel for the rest of her life, she'd snatch at the chance. But she had only this night. And she would make the best of it, even if she became pregnant.

Wanting to be even closer than him, so that she wouldn't have to twist around - she did the unthinkable (at least, in her society). Breaking apart from him for a moment, she slid her one leg across to the other side of his lap - sitting astride. And when she crashed into him again, her arms wrapped around his neck and twisted into the hair at the back of his head. They were pressed together now, chest to chest. The heat from his chest was on hers, and she gasped again at his ministrations and the words in her ear. Such unthinkable ideas, so sinful and attractive in this moment. She could feel now that he wanted her; the thought was frightening and exciting. But the fire in her stomach told her that it was right, that if she didn't take this chance she'd regret it. He was driving her completely crazy, and she couldn't claim herself to be a lady anymore.

Alice knew now - she wanted it, she needed it. And he wasn't going to stop her now.
Alice was lost in his kisses, feeling something building up within her stomach. It was intense need, for him, for what he was giving her right now and what more he had to offer. Her head tilted back slightly as he trailed his lips along her neck, gasping softly. Her hands slipped around to his back, fingers twisting into the rough fabric of his shirt. His words were hazy, and she had to blink a bit before coming to her senses again. As soon as she did, he was all over her once more.

"N-no," she murmured against his lips, pressing her forehead to his and closing her eyes for a moment. "I-I know, it's not the drink, don't say that." She didn't want him to think it was false, or that the alcohol had gone to her head. Although she might be less shy, she still knew what she wanted. Alice returned his favour, kissing him down his neck and grasping at his shirt. She undid one button, then another, before kissing the exposed skin. Her one hand paused over the side of his chest, feeling the beating of his heart. She looked up at him, smiling deviously. Oh, this was naughty.

The passion he'd exuded was no joke to her. She wasn't drunk on wine or rum; she was drunk on love. Giddily so. Her breath was shortened and her heart was beating in her chest. She'd fallen prey to one of the 7 deadly sins - lust. And she didn't even want to resist it. No wonder that people were tempted by sins. Alice wanted him to touch her, but she didn't have to speak to communicate. This was all action and physical and breathy exclamations. His heart's beating was fast as hers was; he was enjoying it just as much.
Alice followed Victor along and outside, wondering where he was taking her. She didn't balk at the ladder; she was calm and obliging from the wine. She got to the top and was admittedly a little nervous to sit on the edge; but he was there. So it was fine. She plopped down beside him quite closely, the urge to touch him terribly strong. She took his rum when he offered, taking a long sip. He was speaking about her father again, and the port, and everything else. She just wanted to forget about it. That was what the alcohol was meant for, after all.

"You've been perfectly gentlemanly," she murmured, leaning her head on his shoulder. "A gentleman... Pleases a lady. He is chivalrous." Her lips curled slightly, some sly amusement. Victor had certainly corrupted her thoughts a bit, if anything. She handed the bottle back to him, knowing she was tipsy. It was comfortable staying like this. "I know he'll want me back. Although perhaps I won't tell him the extent of your... chivalry." Alice let the words hang in the air for a moment, before turning her head on his shoulder. Her breath ghosted across the skin of his neck, before she planted a soft kiss on his cheek. She suddenly felt incredibly sad, and a hand came up to the other side of his face to turn his head toward her.

It was dark and mysterious and magical, the fires of many households looming out from the small town. Somewhere in the distance, drunken singing from a tavern could be heard. How many times in a lifetime did one experience this? A soft laugh escaped her as she looked up at him - moreso at herself than him, because why did she feel like she was going to cry? Leaning forward, she kissed him under the light of the rising moon, her hand drifting down until it rested at the neckline of his shirt. His chest was hot under her palm. She wanted to see more of him.
((pfft I often read your posts in the mornings before school and forget. D: Sorry! I'm also super busy atm oops))

Mimori grinned back, waving back at Kaoru. It was already a good start to the holiday. She walked in, excitedly glancing about. No matter how wealthy one was, one could never not be excited about a luxurious holiday amongst handsome young men. She walked along the passageways, eventually heading into a room at the end of a hallway. It opened up to spectacular beach views, and a small balcony. It was absolutely beautiful. A porter followed in behind her, placing her bag on the bed - she was quick to tip him. Amongst the rich and famous, even private resorts had special porters. It was part and parcel of the experience. Heading to the railing, she breathed in fresh sea air. This was going to be amazing. She knew it.

The black-haired girl headed back inside, then to her door. She wondered what they'd be getting up to next - bikinis were certainly in order, but she wanted to go with someone. It was then that she noticed another girl across with her. She was... "Ky, right?" Mimori smiled at her. "I'm Mimori." She looked a bit lonely too. Stepping back, she waved at the view behind her. "Wanna get changed and head down to the sand?"

~~~

Tamaki watched the guests go inside, although he glanced from one side to the other as the twins surrounded him. Oh, dear. This vacation would be the perfect time for them to play all sorts of tricks. He hoped that they wouldn't backfire on his guests. "Of course I am," he sighed dreamily, walking inside with his hands in his pockets. He was dressed in beach wear already - a green floral button-down shirt, blue board shorts and flip-flops. He would be taking the shirt off soon enough, hopefully.

"You'd better not try anything. Or I'll set Honey on you," he said over his shoulder. Honey, who was on Mori's shoulders, glanced over with an innocent, 'hm?' Even Tamaki felt a little intimidated. "Anyway. I am going up to my room. Follow me, guys. Summer holiday!" he exclaimed, running up the stairs with a porter hot on his heels. He was sure to grab the best room, with the largest balcony on the third floor. The third floor was exclusively for the Host Club. Soon he'd be heading down to the beach!

@FernStone
Alice seemed to shrink a bit as Victor announced the options that her father had given them. Even though she had not provided them, she still felt bizarrely responsible. Which wasn't right, considering she'd had no choice in being kidnapped. The pirates seemed split between two options, and her heart sank as Victor denounced the third. She'd been secretly hoping for such a decision; for a little more time with him. The world here, at sea, was rough and scary. He'd seemed the same, at first. But she'd grown to... Her eyes traced the line of his jaw, the bright spark in his brown eyes. She'd grown to love him. And perhaps, with time, the sea would be the same for her. If only she had the chance.

She glanced sideways at Victor as he sat down, itching to touch him in some way. But he seemed to be restraining himself now. She understood. It would look like weakness to the crew. Also feeling a bit shaken, she reached for the cup of wine that one of the girls had poured for her. Thanking her, she took a grateful sip. And another, and another, until it was finished. Wine didn't flow so freely at Great Inagua, and being drunk was most unladylike. She may as well enjoy it while she could. Picking up her fork, she twirled a piece of chicken around her fork and slowly ate, glancing every now and then across to Victor. The energy from earlier had dissipated into nothing, and she feared his feelings for her had too.

Jealousy spiked in her heart as one of the serving girls trailed a hand along his shoulder as she leaned over and poured more rum for Victor. Her bosom was most impressive, and she giggled as she walked on to the next tankard. Alice looked away quickly, continuing eating. She wasn't really that hungry, and she laid down her fork after a couple of bites. The wine was sending a good buzz through her veins, and she was relaxing more where she sat. Smiling idly, she folded her hands in her laps and glanced toward Victor again. "It seems your crew is split with decision."
Alice slept easily, comforted by the warmth that seemed to surround her entire body. The slow rising of Victor's chest beneath her head only served to calm her more, and she was not even awoken by him moving away from her. By the time she did awake, the shadows were long and he was gone. For a moment, she panicked, forgetting where she was - before remembering the events from earlier. Had all of that excitement really happened? It could have been dismissed for a dream, if not for his room and the lingering scent of him on the sheets. She could still remember how he'd trailed his lips down her neck, the soft contact against her collar driving her crazy. How could something like that have such an effect on her? It was illogical... And completely and utterly magical.

Figuring that it was close to dinner time, she rose from his bed and straightened her skirts. She glanced back at the bed, a guilty smile coming to her lips. What if more had happened this afternoon? She didn't think that she would have regretted it, strangely enough. In any case, she'd probably end up back at her father if Victor's declarations were true. And unless some handsome bachelor came around (rather unlikely), she'd be doomed to a life with a husband who'd die before her. It was a conundrum, but only emotionally - Alice knew that she had no choice in the matter.

She closed Victor's door behind her, and made her way down to the dining room. One girl she passed in the passageway gave her a jealous look; after all, she was emerging from his room a good couple of hours after entering. Feeling a little self-conscious, she walked into the dining room. Already there was a delicious smell wafting through. She greeted the couple of men who'd already assembled, and slipped through them to Victor. The captain was looking rather tense. She let her hand trail along his back before sitting down on the other side of him. "Hello," she said, almost a little shyly. Something had changed between them now. She wondered if he felt the same. They were sitting a little closer than before, although she was unsure if he'd want his crew to know.
Victor's non-committal reply worried Alice. It meant that he was considering fighting her father and the military he had at his disposal. The Blackstar might be an impressive ship, but she had no idea if it could win against what her father had. It depended on the crew. She was more worried about her kidnapper's side than her own family's. It was a little wrong if she thought about it. And yet... As his lips met hers again, the doubts vanished from her mind. This was meant to be, she could feel it. There was no way that this could be wrong, if it felt so right. She let out a soft, 'mmm,' as he drew away. "Why must you be such a pirate?" she purred back, grinning with amusement and giggling softly at his next words. Little did he know that she had found that already.

His suggestion was welcome to her. Last night had been extremely taxing, and she touched the scab on her neck gently. "Alright then. Sounds good," she murmured, looking across and up at Victor. She felt safer than she ever had been like this. With his strong, warm body against hers, how could any harm ever befall her? She nuzzled into his chest, closing her eyes. Comfort was something that she'd missed these tumultuous days. The stress seemed to wash off her back with every minute that passed. Eventually she fell to sleep, relaxed and tired. In sleep like this, even nightmares could not take her.
~~ Skippity Skip ~~

The dance that night ended on a high note, and it was a source of talk for many a week at Ouran Academy. Two persistent topics were that of Tamaki dancing with the same girl for both the opening and closing dance, and Kaoru actually splitting from his brother for the opening topics. Who were they? Why were they special? This was what the girls muttered, jealousy seething from them. Mimori even found her best friend a little cold for a week or two before things turned back to normal.

Mimori continued seeing Hikaru and Kaoru at the Host Club - although admittedly, she came mostly for Kaoru. Every time that he gave her a little bit more attention than his brother, every time his eyes met hers and he smiled, her heart skipped a beat. It was impossible to wish for something from a Host, but how could she help her herself? He was so... perfect. When summer rolled around, Kyoya visited each guest when they came in to proposition the Host Club beach vacation. She signed herself up straight away, one of the first. Her friend declined due to other plans - but Mimori was not too worried. It was a chance to make new friends. And an excuse to spend more time with Kaoru.

They'd just arrived by the private beach resort, after having been escorted there in fancy cars from the airport. The fresh salty sea air was a welcome change from that of the city. Sighing softly, she walked forward to where Tamaki was waving about his arms. Kyoya held a clipboard, looking cool as always.

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Tamaki was most terribly excited about this beach vacation. The Host Club, plus a beautiful landscape? He'd only end up looking even more princely and handsome! Besides that, it was an opportunity for more time with his beloved guests. In particular, one had been standing out to him. Ky. The girl had become a regular visitor ever since he'd charmed her. There was something different about her, from the way in which most of the guests fawned over him.

Having stepped out of the first car, he walked with Kyoya to the front of the resort. He waved his arms to signal their guests to approach them. There were only about 20 of their most dedicated visitors - after all, they couldn't very well house the entire female population of the school. He smiled brightly at them. "Right! There's a room for each person to themselves. Except for our Hitachiin twins, of course." He couldn't help selling that angle. One or two of the largest twin-fans sighed dreamily. He gestured ahead of himself, allowing the guests to go first. "Please, pick a room and get ready for the best vacation of your life, ladies~" he sang out.

((I was thinking that Ky and Mimori meet and become friends? Rooms across from eachother?))
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