018 ♫ (voice)

[behisstrength]

There is a curse upon us. I saw my mark glow last night, and Mitsuhide experienced the same. Yet the nature of this curse currently eludes us. Has anyone experienced its effects?

Speaking of time, there are a mere two weeks left until the New Year arrives. The passage of a year... [Motochika trails off, an edge of private mirth to his tone.] It shall be a significant day indeed.

I hope to see a repeat of last year's celebrations.


[Private to Household]

Gracia, Japan. Mitsuhide and I are going out. We won't return tonight. You shall have to fend for yourselves this evening.

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[behisstrength]

Excellent.

[Motochika stops when Mitsuhide's hands make contact with his wrists; he twists them in Mitsuhide's hold and clasps Mitsuhide's wrists in turn, before he pins Mitsuhide's arms to the futon.

Motochika lets Mitsuhide catch his breath, then bends to kiss Mitsuhide with passion enough to steal it away once more.]

[wavesoakedlegs]

[Not unexpected, but Mitsuhide makes a slight sound of surprise in the back of his throat nonetheless. He is certainly willing, matching that passion and pushing back into the heated kiss.]

[When they part Mitsuhide takes a few breaths before speaking.]

I have submitted to you.

[He tilts his head a fraction, looking up at Motochika with warm eyes, a flush across his cheeks and parted swollen lips.]

What will you do with me now?