Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25687356-20161222030720/@comment-25687356-20161223025427

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 * RL|- She had accepted him, even if her arms or body didn’t immediately respond to it. The fact alone that she allowed him to hold her like this was enough and maybe this was her first time experiencing this or emotions of this type at all. Ranta had once but that was too far in the past to remember vividly.   As they were hugging took in her scent and honestly it was almost intoxicating how good she smelled. How could a shinobi smell this good? How could she go from fierce warrior and fighter of the village to an elegant and beautiful woman the next moment. It was driving him a certain level of mental bonkers that he couldn’t even begin to decipher through.

His focus was brought back by the feeling of his shirt being tugged downwards by her when both of their foreheads came together the eye contact was tense and it seemed to carry a lot of emotion behind it between the two people. Her cheeks flushed even further and becoming a deep pink color which only made him smile. But eventually it seemed just like him she snapped out of it and in a display of confusion she let go and began to wave her hands spastically in front of her almost in utter embarrassment, this made Ranta laugh out loud and hold his gut somewhat as he did so.

He responded to her shortly after he stopped laughing, “No no, don’t worry. I was the one who made the first move. I’m glad I did, you feel so soft and you smell so great it was almost intoxicating.” He smiled to her and when she turned to look out at the village again he smirked once more and now noticeably he went towards the sliding door and looked back at her. “Oi, lets head back inside it’s getting a bit late. I wanted to check out what you got me in that box. Feel free to sit on my couch or explore my apartment.” He’d head into the apartment and leave the sliding door open, he’d leave it up to her to close it.

Ranta made his way to the dining room table where the box was set up at, he slides it open and revealed a small tier strawberry cake. He would turn to look back at her and he spoke, “Wow thank you. This looks so delicious, would you like a piece?” If she said yes, he’d grab a small napkin and slice her a piece if not he’d get a small piece for himself and take it down in a few chews. It tasted great and smelled even greater, how could this night get any better. Ranta thought to himself. - |RL|