<div class="floatleft">(http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w190/Rakykia/riku_zpsi7fmnqcu.png)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: large;">Fukui Riku</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683867#msg11683867)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home - His own room upstairs<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jun, Open<br/><hr/><br/>How could he be so understanding? It made Riku swoon a little. He was already beginning to feel better from hearing Jun's soothing tone reassure him of things being alright. "Eheh...   t-thanks," Riku said, wiping something from the corner of his eye as he let a sniffle take out the excess emotion. He kept pressing the towel against his chest and moved to look towards Jun again as the man took off his jacket. His gaze wandered over the muscular arms and body hidden behind just one more layer of clothes. That was a rather well built body for a businessman, but rather than blurt out his thoughts Riku kept listening.<br/><br/>R-chan? What kinda nickname was that. "Ghhihihi!" Riku put a hand on his mouth as he had unexpected giggle fit. "Yes. Torikai-chan seemed quite excited didn't she? I am glad for Terra-san as well. She seems so quiet, if something like this could help her come out of her shell it would be great, and..." Riku's tongue felt dry all of a sudden and ears hot as he processed Jun's last words from a different angle. Wait a minute, "<em>...an interesting night for everyone..."</em>,<em> "...better not waste a chance..."</em>. C-could he? Did he mean what Riku thought he meant? He clutched the towel a little tighter and suddenly felt conscious about his rippen attire. The ensuing fidgeting only worked to remind Jun of how slender and soft the smaller body next to him looked.<br/><br/>"Uhm..." Riku looked away. Oh gawd was he going to do this now? It should be alright. Even if it wasn't and Torikai-chan would punish him later, that too kind of just made it feel all the more hot. He gathered courage. A wavering breath preluded his carefully chosen words, "Y-you know what Jun-kun? Do you think...     ...I should change?" Damn not that!<br/><br/>After the okay from Jun Riku got up and headed to his cosplay cabinet. It's alright, he told himself as he browsed the costumes - there were still plenty of chances, just take your time. By chance he found the outfit of the day, one that screamed both host and 'fuck me'. Just looking at it filled Riku with confidence. He began to hastily strip off of the bunnysuit, keeping his back towards Jun and really forgetting he was there in his hurry to get into a new outfit. From behind Jun could see only the quickest glimpses of something smooth dangling between Riku's thighs as the femboy changed into a perfectly fitted chinese inspired dress (https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/2246597?tags=trap). To top it off Riku bundled his long silky hair into an classy bun and pierced it with two long hairsticks and quickly smeared on some lip gloss.<br/><br/>Once done Riku spun around with hands on his hips, taking a confident posture and a smug grin. "There! How do I look?" His eyes checked Jun's crotch, then returned to his face and soon that momentary confidence faded under a softer coyer expression. In Riku's mind Jun's signals from before had been very clear. He felt like he had kept Jun waiting like a bully and it made him feel like a villain. "Ahm...   I-I'm sorry about wasting your time," Riku apologized, while taking careful steps towards the man on his bed. "If...    if you want then perhaps..." Riku had come right up to Jun. The dress flowed off of his knee as he placed it against the corner of the bead and leaned forward. Riku reached to feel Jun's groin through his pants. "...I could seize this opportunity?" He stopped there to hover partially above Jun, leaving bit over a feet between their faces. It was like offering himself to Torikai-chan all over again. Riku's heart-rate was through the roof.