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Post by Kitami Aklia on Sept 3, 2013 20:26:36 GMT -5
Kitami lowered her basket again as Roland refused her offer. She gave him a polite smile and nod, allowing him to refuse. She certainly wouldn’t push it on him if he didn’t want anything. At least she made it clear her thanks to him in watching her pup.
“Well, if you insist. I suppose we should be going. I’d hate to bother you anymore than we already-“ Kitami began, but was suddenly shoved forward by a force that was behind her and that was approximately the size of her ten year old daughter nearly tackling her legs. Kitami was one moment standing before Roland, the next moment shoved violently against him, the basket of food would have been crushed between the two adults if Izzy didn’t snatch it from Kit’s fingers.
The first thing to register in Kitami’s mind was the pain in her breasts as they were smashed against Roland’s chest in the most awkward way. The second was the rising blush in her cheeks. Kitami turned and watched Izzy skip away with the basket, giggling, and was for once at a loss for words. Isonette just pushed her into a man! For what? The food? The motivation seemed hardly to make sense. Kitami looked back to Roland before stepping back a bit, blushing furiously.
“P-pardon me.” Kitami stuttered, crossing her arm before her throbbing chest. “I’m not sure what got into the girl lately…”
Roland looked into Kitami's eyes and was well pleased to see that she would not insist further and that she was fine with his denial. The last thing he wanted was for her to be upset with him over something as that.
And then it happened. One moment he stood opposite her, the next she was practically tumbling into him!
He caught her mostly with his chest and kept her from falling either direction by lightly holding her shoulders for only a moment before she was solid and balanced enough to no longer need it. He took a step back from the collision and avoided falling himself. Many men would have nearly tumbled themselves with such a collision like that, but men like Roland, in near pinnacle human fitness, could easily manage to stay balanced. That and due to Kitami's... Um size, he received and awkward, and what was probably even more awkward for her, press of her breasts against him quite firmly. It was impossible not to be a tad embarrassed by it and even though Roland had trained to control his emotions. His face and cheeks turned a slight pink.
"O-Oh it is no bother. Girls will be... Hmm well actually I have no idea." He laughed, "You would have a much better guess on a girl's behavior rather than I. No harm done. At least I hope not." He looked a tad concerned, although feeling that she was not injured he should inquire. It was the right thing to do. "You alright?"
Post by Kitami Aklia on Sept 5, 2013 9:44:39 GMT -5
Kitami stood by awkwardly, resisting the urge to cradle her throbbing breasts and suppressing tears in her eyes. Goodness that hurt! What was that man’s chest made of? Iron wood? Kitami took a second to muse of how strong Roland chest really was to inflict such pain before violently shoving the thoughts away. Such thoughts were firstly unladylike and secondly the very thoughts that got women into trouble and made them start acting stupid. Noting Lachesis’s strong chest was one of the first steps towards the creation of Izzy…after seven years of seduction on the male’s part of course. Kitami was rather stubborn. But Roland wasn’t really like Lach and-
Knock it off! Goodness you get shoved into a man’s chest once and you’re acting like a fool! Kitami thought. Roland gave a laugh at something that Kitami didn’t really hear, and Kitami laughed to be polite, though she laughed a bit too loudly, and it only made her blush a bit more. She silently promised herself she’d make Izzy do extra chores for this little stunt. Speaking of which, the pup stood way off in the distant, watching the two adults with amused eyes, munching on a fresh piece of meat. Kitami felt the rare urge to slap her. She loved the girl but sometimes…
Roland inquired about Kitami’s well-being, bring the woman back to reality. “Oh! Oh, no. I mean yes! I’m fine…is what I mean to say.” Kitami said, looking down at her shoes and smoothing out her skirts. “It was just a little tumble is all. I’m alright. Are you?” She asked, looking up at him.
Roland smiled and nodded once. "Good, I am glad to hear you are fine. I figured you would be." He did find it amusing that she had asked him. Why, he wasn't sure. Perhaps it was that he really didn't get asked how he was often. "I am well, thank you."
He looked over to Isonette and chuckled. "I wouldn't want to keep you though, if you don't hurry all your meat will be devoured and without you even getting a bite of it!" He said before bowing slightly. "It was a pleasure Kitami."
It wasn't as if he wished to go, but he needed to. Lunch, work, and training he had things to do and he was sure that she had things to do.
Post by Kitami Aklia on Sept 7, 2013 13:40:53 GMT -5
Kitami didn’t give a reply as Roland stated he was fine. Of course he was fine. With a chest made of stone like that it’d take Kitami’s werewolf form to rip it apart. Why did she even bother asking? Well, it was polite. Right. Polite. She glanced back at his chest, had an image of it bare and maybe even a bit scarred from previous battles, and sighed inwardly.
Oh Isonette, what trouble did you just push me into? She wondered. Kitami had stubbornly kept any interests in men at bay for ten years, since the one night with Lachesis and since her pregnancy. Kitami’s general opinion of men was rather low, and that helped her keep them at arm’s length and to ignore them with their advances. It was easy when you were distinguished and they kept their distance. But she wasn’t really distinguished here. And Izzy saw to it that distance was shattered. It was a reminder Kitami could have done without, but since the reminder was there it was nagging at her now.
Roland however made a convenient reason for Kitami to escape before she made herself look more stupid, and bowed to her politely. Kitami gave an elegant curtsy herself.
“Yes, pleasure to meet you too Sir Roland. I hope to see you again.” She said, paused, then quickly amended. “We…we hope to see you again. My girl seems to have taken a liking to you.” She said, another blush rising to her cheeks. Oh for heaven’s sake…
“Well we must be off now. You must be busy sir. Good day.” Kitami said, feeling awkward, and she turned and walked towards Izzy, who stood by and watched with an amused gleam in her eyes that so resembled Lachesis that Kitami knew for a fact that Izzy had been up to no good and knew it herself.
“Bye Roland!” Izzy called, waving and grinning as Kitami took the basket. Kitami turned, looking back to Roland and lifted a hand in a small wave herself before sighing. Well, this was interesting…with that Kit and Izzy turned and continued to walk on, Izzy with a smile, Kitami looking a tad troubled.
Roland smiled as he watched them leave and waved to them as well before turning and beginning to head towards the market, following his stomach. He had left it unsatisfied for far too long.
It was as he walked that he really noticed it. He had spent so much time working and was never really a 'ladies man' so he didn't react much with the opposite sex... but he just came to the realization. What the heck had just happened?! Waving, giggling, blushing.... Roland was confused as he was hardly an expert, in truth he could hardly be considered a novice with his lack of experience at all with this type of thing! He continued on confused, trying to figure out what had happened just then.