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	SIEGFRIED. gerechtigkeit / duplicity. "If you've need of me, just call." text. | video. | call. | image.

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call

[hoasen]

[RING RING.]

Siegfried, how are you feeling? Would you like me to come over?

[gerechtigkeit]

[The phone rings for a very, very long moment before it finally picks up. Siegfried, on the other end, has mostly hidden himself away from the entire city, refusing to come out of his apartment for as long as he can.

Allowing others to see him, or even visit, after what he's done? He doesn't think he deserves that. Not after what he'd done, or the monster he'd turned into. Tumenalia brought out the absolute worst in him.]

...Vietnam. [He sounds so small and withdrawn.] No, I- I don't think you should. I don't think anyone should see me, after all of this.

[hoasen]

[Hearing that, he'll hear a solid knock on his door instead. She's still talking into her phone, but her suspicions where correct: Siegfried was holing himself up because he did not dare face anyone after what he considered an unheroic display. But was it truly so? She did not think that. Siegfried saved her, and while he showed himself possessive in such a state, it was not like she didn't encourage it.

The absolute worst was for a reason still aggressively pure in their case.]

It is too late, I am already over. Please open the door before another of the Dominants see me loitering out here.

[There was a tonal shift, even though hers was still filled with endearment, it was also firm. Like really, she's looking pretty stupid out here.]

merry sexmas and a horny new year

[historyrepeating]

[To her credit, attacking plants are not something 2B realized she would have to learn to fight back against. There's nothing all that threatening about it right up until it's lashed out of her, grabbed her by the neck, ripped her sword from her back and tossed it into the snow, and as 2B fights to grab hold of the tendrils wrapping around herself and lifting it up she fails to do much meaningful damage.

Disgracefully easily she's lifted up above the ground, the vines of the strange plant wrapped around ankles and wrists, her waist, all squeezing tight and threatening to break her as she fights against it, succeeding when she ignores the obvious threat and tries to wrest her arm free only to have the vines cut into her skin and bend the very metal structure underneath as she fights to exhaustion. Eventually she can do little more than hang in its grip and wait for her nanomachines to finish the self-repair so that she can fight again, to rip herself free regardless of physical damage, but she accepts the stalemate if only to be able to use her full strength against the plant later.

Unfortunately, the longer she hands its grasp the more she notices the sweet smell it puts out, something slightly spicy that makes her feel hot all over, makes her flush, makes her-

When she realizes just what's happening she begins to fight again, and as her head lifts she sees a figure she doesn't mind calling out to.]

Siegfried! [She sounds more annoyed than anything, frustrated and slightly breathless. Her thighs feel slick, but when she presses her legs together to try to hide it the vines only wrench them wider apart.] My sword! Cut me down!

[It's lying right there, just out of her reach but easy to spot in the snow.]

good fuckings we bring to you and your kin

[gerechtigkeit]

[Most would be in 2B's predicament easily enough- having seen things start to turn sour, no one would really expect the environment to retaliate as it does, thanks to Mr. Nissen's temper. And, much like 2B, Siegfried is caught up in the troubles that plague everyone as the hours pass-

Only his are perhaps far worse for everyone else involved with him.

Coming across the android really wasn't planned; after all, Siegfried's dragon has no plans in mind. And while there doesn't seem to be a need to protect people, compared to Tumenalia, that leaves him no less intrigued to see what all is happening in his time awake. Not that he actually cares to intervene, but curiosity is curiosity nonetheless. So, his travels have mostly been rather uneventful; watching some people nearly choke each other under some mistletoe, others being stripped and then publicly humiliated, still others turning into full-fledged monsters over time. It's interesting, but he's mostly observing and watching out for familiar faces or voices that he (or his other half) would know.]

Well, well.

[The tone that greets her is one that is Siegfried's, but it's low, sultry; almost too prideful compared to his other half. He comes to her weapon easily enough in the snow, and he stands there for a good solid few seconds- before one foot kicks her sword away from her and himself. A clawed hand gently lifts 2B's chin so she can see him properly, and see the black sclera and fangs that greet her instead.]

I wasn't expecting you to be this eager to celebrate the holidays, 2B.

[His words are a purr, with a coy look on the face of a man who was nothing but bashful and quiet the last time they met. Despite this, he does not greet her like a predator- merely as a dragon coming to claim his hoard.]

What else do you have in store for me, I wonder.

[historyrepeating]

[Removing her weapon is an act of an enemy, but she knows Siegfried as anything other than that. He was gentle when they coupled, holding her by the waist and taking his time as he entered her, shivering and docile under her touch as she kissed him and stroked her hands through his hair.

He is not her enemy, but the creature who swings his tail and looks at her with black eyes and grips her chin most certainly is. With her teeth bared she pulls her head back, trying to buck his grip, but the vines hold her firmly in place like some kind of perverse offering.]

Free me, Siegfried.

[Before, she had been asking for his help. Now, there's nothing in her tone to suggest this is up for debate.]

practically...in the other room...

[hoasen]

Siegfried, we must go! I may have organized this with Izuku, but it will be fun, I assure you. Something much more new for you to experience.

vietnam.........

[gerechtigkeit]

[Movies??? Ritsuka had those once in a while, a movie night or something similar. He didn't really join often because he was busy watching the children, or they ended up falling asleep on him instead.]

If you say so, Master. I'm not unfamiliar with a movie, but I can't say I've ever watched one.

But, ah... why are they mean girls?

[Why is the title that name what is he even getting into]

please love her

[hoasen]

[Oh he is going to be In For a Ride. Because it's only the movie of his life if he was a teenage girl, honestly.]

You have not? Then...we need to do it more often. Even alone!

Also...hmm, if I tell you, I may be revealing the entire movie to you.

a package...? or is it

[hoasen]

[She has this giant box, wrapped up in delicate paper and a ribbon and she happened to be stalking in his apartment. Where is she going? What is she looking for?]

Delivery...

[Her quiet voice being the only sound in this room, and it turns out, she doesn't want to disturb his puppy.]

/one fear

[gerechtigkeit]

[The fact that she has a giant box in her hands usually means it's something crafty that she's planning to work on. Vietnam is always busy and always trying to do things for herself and for others, so it doesn't surprise him to see her.

What does surprise him is how quiet she is, and that this box is... wrapped??? What.]

In here.

[Ada, his dog, sleeps on a nearby puppy pillow, already seeming to start to grow into it compared to when it was bought. Siegfried himself is rearranging books on a bookshelf when he hears Vietnam calling. His head tilts upon seeing her.]

Did someone drop that off?

photo | un: jehanne (sent between jan. 21st and feb. 4th) | very nsfw!

[likeavierge]

[the photo reveals an elegant, shiny and mirrored master bathroom with a posh shower enclosure and a simplistic but expensive-looking vanity just out of frame. what takes center stage, however, is jeanne's completely nude body. her skin is flushed and dewy from a recent shower, with beads of moisture clinging to the line of her neck, rolling down the finely shaped contours of her abdomen and along her thighs, drawing attention to the delicate pink folds of her vulva. the ample swell of her soft breasts brings the eye to nipples raised and rosy with color, and the saint herself is incredibly embarrassed—even shy—just to be naked, let alone doing something that makes it impossible to ignore her sexuality. she's blushing deeply and her eyes glance off to the side, unwilling to stare directly at the full frontal nudity the camera captures.

behind her, the mirrored wall surrounding the vanity reflects a clear image of the other side of her body, and here the true purpose of the photograph might be more obvious: a red, extravagant, tattooed symbol resembling angel wings covers most of jeanne's back between her shoulder blades. in fact, the angle of the shot and her positioning seem designed mainly to expose this insignia in its entirety. one hand drags her long, wet hair over her shoulder and out of the way to better flaunt it.

or, the recipient could think she just wants to show them all of her naked body. up to the recipient.]

1/?

[gerechtigkeit]

[This message comes to him around the later part of the morning, Siegfried having spent his time mostly napping like a dragon does. One eye gently opens when his phone vibrates, grumbling softly as he pulls his head up off the pillow to look and see who exactly sent him something. It's probably Vietnam.

...Huh. It's Jeanne? Seems like it. And a photo? Fine, what has she-]

[gerechtigkeit]

[Dear Christ Lord have mercy he's going to die.

.....that may have just been the sound of him tossing his phone off the fucking bed like it was literally on fire. WHY IS HE GETTING THIS PHOTO, SIEG IS THE BOYFRIEND NOT HIM don't get him wrong she's incredibly attractive but this isn't right and what the fuck and jkhgdshjkldsuiasflk;fasl;'sdfhjk]

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[He needs to pick it up and let her know she's sent him this but oh my god how does he even start. She's going to die. HE'S ALREADY DEAD. Why is everything like this, help.

After a minute or so of really internally debating of whether or not to let her know, he moves out of his bed. Goes to reach for the phone. Unlocks it.]

4/5

[gerechtigkeit]

[NOPE UNLOCKING IT WAS A MISTAKE, THAT PHOTO IS STILL THERE. IN HIS FACE. Which is currently beet red and hot and uncomfortable? Thanks?? God, why this, why him.]

5/5

[gerechtigkeit]

[Jeanne will receive this text from him sometime later, once he's tried to furiously delete the image off his phone.

(He's still trying. He's bad at this.)]

You didn't mean to send this, did you?

misfire event

[seasoflight]

So bold~ Such lovely pictures you've sent me.

[ Felih is the type to take many selfies, both chaste and lewd, and today, this means that Siegried is getting a pair of very obscene pictures courtesy of a hacker running amok in Duplicity. Felih, receiving a very lovely set of nudes from who he believes to be Siegfried, immediately perks up and he happily sends back two of his own, believing himself to be reciprocating.

The first is almost artistic, with Felih bared and draped over lavish and colorful silks, warm dark brown skin a contrast to the blues and violets and greens of the oceanic nest he's resting on. His crimson and gold hair is loose and spread in waves over the fabric, bit fluffy ears perked up, golden feline eyes half-lidded at the camera as he stretches up and across the nest. His fluffy tail is the same color as the rest of his fur, crimson and gold, and it rests between his spread legs only to curl slightly at the end, and there's a trail of soft, short, thin and downy fur that runs from his navel down to his cock.

That, by the way, is swollen and big, arcing over his own belly slightly under its own weight, the dark pink organ flushed with desire and dripping pre that makes him glisten all along its barbed length. The nubs of firm flesh are erect and drawn up and away from the shaft, showing off the texture of his length, and the purse under his cock is swollen, plump, and heavy, just as large to match his cock.

And that's nothing compared to the second picture- this one is obscene. Knees spread and drawn up to either side of his chest, showing off the toy he's filled himself with, his hand on his cock and his dark skin coated in spatters of white seed. His eyes are shut, head tilting back and ears low as he moans in bliss, in the midst of orgasm, his tail a trembling cloud, the barbs on his cock now having flared up and out, wide and swollen as part of his climax.

And if that wasn't enough, there's an edit of Felih's curly script over the picture: "Come play with me." ]

1/? I AM THE ABSOLUTE LATEST

[gerechtigkeit]

[Naturally Siegfried has had some kind of idea about images going all around- but he's rarely gotten as many as his hacker's sent out.

So now, getting this message from Felih... wait- what pictures? There's more than one?!?!?!??!]

2/?

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[The first image automatically loads and suddenly it's like Siegfired's brain has ceased to function. Oh god oh god oh god oh god how does he even respond to this jkfasjkfsajklfsaklghsfajhkl

And, you know, he does manage to notice the barbed dick and realize "hey, I'm not the only one with a weird coc- THAT'S NOT THE POINT"

Please end him, he hasn't even seen the second image yet and he's already trying to find a rock to die under.]

3/3

[gerechtigkeit]

[That second image, by the way? Finally loads and uh. Well. The phone definitely is dropped and accidentally shut off before he s l o w l y picks it back up and restarts it.

It takes him a good ten minutes to think of anything to reply with, he's so bad at even taking something like this in general. Bless his old traditions.]

Felih? What pictures did I send you?

« special delivery »

[menphina]

You have a delivery!! [ A little cake of Siegfried's favourite flavor will be delivered to him on the 19th of March, together with a note! ] - "You really do need to pick yourself up a little more- and be unapologetic about it! But I'm grateful all the same, that you are as you are, Siegfried!" - Megumi♥"

text / @inferno

[mygig]

Hey
It's Dante

1/2

[gerechtigkeit]

Dante?

[gerechtigkeit]

[Less than a minute later:]

We ran into each other at the fort, didn’t we? I’m sorry about all that.