<div class="floatleft">(http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t295/JoanieSappho/burd_zpss5n6r6f4.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;">Torikai</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237289.msg11683863#msg11683863)<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Hideko Tower, Riku's place.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Kitty/Riku<br/><hr/>Torikai couldn't help a little sigh, or a brief glare at the poster.<br/>Initially, she was just going to leave that topic alone, but when she looked down to see Riku where she wanted him, on his knees in front of her, she quickly decided that letting out some of her feelings about the group would be better than giving herself the chance to get any ideas. Even if she was fairly sure he wouldn't object, not for too long, if she did just push him down ...<br/><br/>"ANM48 are ... well, I can't deny that they've made it a lot easier for us to be taken seriously by your music companies." It was, after all, true. And much safer to think about right now. She did hope that Riku hadn't noticed the light movement of one wing, before she had managed to stop herself from reaching behind his head and pushing it forwards. Talking about music was much, much more of a good idea right now.<br/>"But, if I'm honest, their sort of music is... insubstantial. Sounds pretty, maybe, but where's the meaning behind it?" She sighed. "And, I think II must apologize again, Riku-kun." She was, after all, stood in front of him in all her naked glory. That probably moved them past the -san stage. "But there is one last thing I didn't mention, although this one, at least, I had thought you might have known or been told. I sing. Older,<em>proper</em>traditional music, both from here and some that my mother taught me. Even if everyone prefers ANM48." She added in a mutter.<br/><br/>Still, she moved as instructed as Riku measured her, her professional irritation enough to distract her from the touches and attention - right up until Riku's fingers brushed across her nipples.<br/>She shivered at the light touch, unable to hide her reaction in time. Her eyes were half closed when she focused them on Riku, and she all but purred her words, sounding both pleased and somehow slightly dangerous.<br/>"I hope you're almost done," she murmured, as one soft feather traced up Riku's neck. "Or this is going to get ... risky."