Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-28929139-20170615231519/@comment-28929139-20170616015840

Tiatsu's words in response to sake was certainly unexpected but gradually growing accustom to his blunt sardonics, Kideme smirked back. "Have you seen any juicy ones?" She asked with genuine curiosity, since it seemed as though Tiatsu bore witness to a couple deaths.

In their pursuit for the ritzy nosebleed seats, Kideme silently observed Tiatsu, just taking in how he overall reacted to the Parlor. Shien and Zaiko would have surely been spitting frisbees while shitting their pants at such sights, but Tiatsu looked about as stony as he had been upstairs. That was what Kideme had been hoping for, since she needed someone that would not be easily seduced by such blatant, unrefined debauchery. She could only just hope that he wouldn't be impossible to impress either, balance was key here.

But one thing she did notice was where his eyes trailed and seemed to linger momentarily. Too bad that by the time she noticed, he had already moved on, she only just noticed it was toward the VIP grottoes where patrons could have private time with their oiran of choice. Was somebody that he knew here? It seemed a bit personal and a little invasive to ask right now, but perhaps later after enough yucky sake and some practice dancing. Maybe.

"Ooh...good idea...." Kideme mumbled while sitting with perfect posture and turning her attention back to the stage. The lights around the main area dimmed out and the lights on stage brightened considerably with a pinkish tint to it revealing a giant fan flared out on stage.

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The slow first rifts of shamisens playing would penetrate the silence, and as the strumming  picked up, out came a woman dressed up like a typical geisha, walking in a slow gait toward the curved lip of the stage. Everything you could imagine she was wearing, red kimono, gold haircombs, black okobo sandals, faceful of makeup. Nothing to see...yet.

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As if enjoying the euphony of the music, she began to sway, bringing her hands up to the very high collar of her kimono, she slowly her hands along the silken details before suddenly giving it a dramatic tug! And soon came another, and another, all while she leaned down, allowing the gentleman to see the slight tumble of her breasts that were now framed by the loosened collar of her kimono. To give a little added tease, she smiled out to the men, shimming her shoulders to let her cleavage flop up a little higher before she swiveled to turn around. Her back to the audience now, feminine, delicate white hands came to the corners of the giant bow that shrouded what seemed to be a nicely rounded rear end, which she shook just slightly while tugging at the ends. The large obi came a little loose, but not overly so, and she didn't touch it again just yet. Instead, her hands smoothed over the red silhouette that was her hips and thighs, making eye contact with the men around the room, smiling to them while she accentuated what the shapeless kimono did well hide.

Bending a knee and leaning over just slightly, she tugged at the open hem of the kimono jacket and slowly, very slowly, did she pull it away to reveal a shapely bare left leg and straightened back up. Because she had done that, the kimono up top came open even more so that her cleavage floated over the wide belt keeping her outfit together. Raising her arms to run her hands over the slicked front of her air, they all could see each breast rise, and the opened collar lip of her kimono strained to conceal the rosy crest of her-

Akane whirled around before the men could see anything scandalous, but as if to appease them, she peeled back the top of her kimono, exposing the top half of her bare back to them. With her sleeves having slid farther down her arms, she cupped her hands over the girls and turned back around. The men started to howl with excitement, and that sweet smile had been replaced with a cheeky grin as she jiggled her ample covered twins at them, even going as far as to spread her fingers, but of course, her middle fingers covered the best part. Fuck you indeed.

In a very slow deliberate manner, Akane slid her left hand and arm on over to cover both breasts to free up her right hand. She slinked her hips for several beats, noting that the top of her kimono and belt were sliding down lower and lower. When the obi began to sag at her hips, she gradually pulled it away, swinging it around loosely like a lasso and then tossed it out to the crowd. A few men hooted while they tussled to catch the thing. Revealing her navel and a broad pair of hips in the diaphanous shadows of her open kimono, Akane brought a leg up and made a pointedly slow incline to turn partially to the right. She seemingly bent over to adjust her sandal straps, but with leaning over so far...oops! Some of her kimono slipped away, showing off the high cut line of a black thong strap. She wiggled her hips a little to add to the teaspoon view she gave to the men before bending back up rather quickly and began to walk down the little stairs leading down to the seating area. With an armful of tits and a little kimono silk, she bumped her hip playfully against one of the bouncers and brushed her bare leg against one of the lone patrons that remained quiet. On her way back toward the stage, she even slid onto one of the men's tables, crossing one leg to stack over the other while pulling a teacup right out of his hand to take a sip. She did so while sliding back off the table and gently placed the cup back down, leaving behind crescent shaped stain of rouge of the china.

As the music came to its final high notes, she strutted back up the stairs to the stage, shedding the kimono from her shoulders. In nothing but a black thong, her tabi socks and sandals,she let her full hips sway languidly in a hypnotic series of rolls while she began to unpin her hair. At the final note, she whipped her long brown and black mane pillow free, in a pluming swirl of hair, she finally turned around with a flounce of her breasts. They were covered in tiny little shuriken pasties.

The men howled and hollared their approval with applause and Akane gave a flirty wink before skipping merrily offscreen from the stage.

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Up top, Kideme was a bit mesmerized.....

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As a maiko, she had learned dancing of all kinds.....but never had she done any of that. A bit flushed, she looked over to Tiatsu, wondering how he took it all? "Well....what did you think?" She listened to any feedback he might have, and trying to take it all in, she gulped slowly. "Well....I guess it's my turn now."