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[ It's been a long time at the Carnival. Or at least it feels that way if you ask Pidge. Underneath her skin she still itches to get hom, get back to what she needs to be doing but she's also... settled. She hangs around her trailer and wastes time with her computer or playing card games with Yuugi and Chiaki when she isn't busy fixing the latest problem with the rides. It's been easy over the last... however long it's been. It's too easy to lose track of time, to let the minutes and hours slip into days and weeks and months and... years? It hasn't been ears yet, she feels like she knows that for certain. Still, it's one of those nights where she feels restless and can't quite convince herself to stay in bed or crack a book.

She hops out of bed, tugging on a pair of shorts and a light t-shirt--no more need for shoes with the strange paw-feet she's gotten. Quietly, she closes the door behind her (careful not to snag her tail--that took some getting used to) and headed down the row of trailers. Maybe Yuugi was still up--he was something of a night owl, too, at times. Her ears perk up as she approaches the door. She reaches out with one hand and raps gently, waiting to see if anyone answers. ]

Yuugi? Are you awake?

Edited 2017-02-23 00:08 (UTC)

[It feels like years sometimes. Sometimes Yuugi doesn't really recognize himself anymore, but he's still the same person he always was underneath. It just happens that that "underneath" happens to be under a thicker body mass of muscle and fur, darker skin, muzzle and teeth and tongue and ears and pawfeet and tail. He's a lot more monster fae than human these days, but still the same.

His ears flick as he catches the sound of someone outside, alerting him to the noise of familiar footsteps. Yuugi shifts from his bed, rolling out and stretching before he wandered over to open the door, poking his head out of it. He's not even really surprised to see Pidge there, and he gives her a toothy smile.]

Yeah. Can't sleep?

[ Pidge is still much the same. Perhaps more lithe, more flexible. Easier on her feet. But it's nothing she's really paid much mind to. As Yuugi pokes his head out, she returns his smile with one of her own, though maybe hers is a touch less enthusiastic. ]

Yeah. Is it okay if I come in...? I don't want to keep you up, though.

[He looks over his shoulder before he steps out and closes the door behind him, looking a bit sheepish as his ears flatten against his head. Yuugi reaches to rub the back of his neck, biting his bottom lip.]

Chiaki-san's still asleep. Would you mind if we went to your trailer?

[ Pidge gives a shake of her head. A short walk in the night hair helps clear her head a little, even if it doesn't help her get to sleep. ]

Ah, yeah. That's fine.

[ She tilts her head, indicating that Yuugi should follow, then meanders back towards her trailer, tail flicking over the waistband of her shorts. Somehow, she feels like she's gotten used to the strange looks everyone else has taken on before her own. Despite time, the tail still feels a little foreign. Pidge is quiet for most of the walk back, finally speaking again as she steps up to open the door for her trailer. ]

Thanks. I just didn't want to lay in bed staring at the ceiling for the rest of the night again.

Edited 2017-02-24 04:22 (UTC)

[He follows her back to her trailer, his own floofy tail swishing and ears perked curiously for sounds that might be of interest. Most of the Backyard was snoring away, which meant there was nothing particularly exciting. The hearing comes in handy sometimes, but he turns his attention towards Pidge as they reach her trailer, nodding with a smaller smile.]

I know the feeling.

[Most of the time he laid awake he was thinking about Atem. It was kind of funny how he'd gotten used to being without him and at the same time, still missed him. He pauses, one ear flicking.]

Was there something bothering you?

[ Pidge grimaces a little as she lets them into the trailer, then closes the door behind them. Her ears flick, listening for something just barely on the edge of her hearing for a moment, then her attention is fully back on Yuugi. ]

Just feeling kinda adrift right now. All I do is work and sleep and and then work again.

I think I understand.

[He watches her, then takes a seat on the bottom bunk, his tail still twitching in curiosity. Yuugi leans forward, elbows resting on his thighs and hands resting between as he tilts his head, lips pursing together as much as they can. He must look strange, hulking form hunched because of the low bunks.]

Even with our new jobs as performers, there's still work and sleep and work again.

[Their performance, which was getting more and more risqué as they tried to push the boundaries to see what the Ringmaster would and wouldn't allow. Yuugi bites his bottom lip, sharp teeth dragging softly over the black gum.]

You want things to be more...exciting?

[ Her bed is rumpled, unmade, sheets and blankets disarrayed from where she's been tossing and turning. She hasn't bothered to turn the lights back on yet--one of the small changes she hasn't quite noticed is that she sees better with less light and hasn't realized not everyone gets that. ]

Oh. Yeah. How's that going? What kind of act are you doing, anyway?

[ Pidge never watches performances. In fact, it seems like she does her best to stay invisible, only appearing when there's something that needs fixing. She takes a few steps and sits next to Yuugi, her smaller, lithe frame seeming tiny and fragile next to Yuugi. ]

Exciting? I guess. I dunno if exciting is the right word. I just... need something else to focus on. I want to get home, I need to find my parents, the rest of the Paladins... And that seems really far away here.

[His own eyesight's gotten better in the dark, which seems to correlate with the shadows that move around him. When she asks him about their act, he tenses, tail losing its wag, before he cups his hands together and links his fingers, claws sliding along his skin. Yuugi isn't sure how much he should say - she's a bit younger than both of them - but in the end, he inhales softly.]

It's going great, I think. Or, at least we haven't been told it's too sexual yet. I tie Chiaki-san up in ropes, then lead her through making her body contort to stretch around them. I'm not sure how much you know about...that sort of thing, but it's basically a BDSM show, only without the toys and just using rope.

[Under his fur, his cheeks flush pink as she sits next to him. It really was kind of their little secret about where they'd gotten the idea, but he got the feeling that most of the carnival knew already. Yuugi tilts his head to look at her, brow furrowing.]

Not so much exciting as in...a distraction?

[ Pidge blinks as Yuugi explains the act, brow furrowing. It's... not something she's super familiar with. Mostly just what she's picked up from the internet and passing conversations. Her head tilts to one side and she reaches up to scratch behind an ear. ]

Oh.

[ Her cheeks tinge pink in reply. Interesting. Not quite what she expected from them, if she's honest, but the Carnival is a strange place. It's hard to tell how much time has passed, even day-to-day and everything from before can get fuzzy and indistinct if she doesn't focus on it. She tilts her head back a little so she can peer up at the embarrassed Yuugi. ]

Distraction? Yeah that's probably the best way of putting it.

I know it's not for everybody, but it's just a game to us.

[It's...honestly? A bit extreme sometimes. Sometimes he can't believe he's doing it himself, if he's honest, and he's the one that's watched porn. Yuugi feels lucky that he met Chiaki, his ears flicking to pin back against his head as he ponders the reaction that Pidge has given him. With everything getting fuzzy from time to time, it's a nice solid thing to cling to, especially as he becomes more and more fae like, and especially in his more "monstrous" form.

Yuugi licks his lips, long tongue poking out for a moment before it slithers back into his muzzle, thumbs pressing together as he thinks, tail beginning to move again. What to do what to do...]

Do you know what kind of distraction you want?

Ah, yeah.

[Pidge isn't sure what to say right now. She's silent at the question and leans back onto her elbows to stare up into the dim light of the trailer. Silently, her tail flicks side to side as she tries to figure out her answer. The question is tumbling over and over in her mind. What kind of distraction does she want? ]

....I dunno, honestly

[ She flops the rest of the way onto her back, hands covering her face. ]

[He hums, considering, almost maybe, but declines suggesting anything, ears flicking. He knows he probably made things uncomfortable by being so blatant outright, shoulders hunching as his tongue flicks out to lick the tip of his fangs. Yuugi tilts his head as he watches her flop, shifting to lean back on his hands as his fingers pick at her sheets. The dark of the trailer is kind of comforting, in an odd way like most of the carnival is comforting, and he feels his tail wag behind him.]

Well...the only way to know is to do something.

[Try things out. That was how he figured out he liked most games.]

So we should do something to figure out what's going to distract you the most.

[Pidge rolls onto her side to look at Yuugi. It's strange how much he's changed. How much they all changed. She almost doesn't remember what he looked like before. She stretches her legs out for a moment. ]

I didn't really like it much before but honestly, I could...

[She trails off.]

I really want someone to pet me.

[She admits that with an embarrassed huff and looks off to one side.]

[The way he sees the changes is, they're all the same still underneath. Sure he might go a bit feral if someone attempts to touch someone else he thinks of as "his", and he might enjoy teasing customers with riddles, but he's still Yuugi underneath all the fur and muscle that he's gained. His thumb brushes over the tattoo on the inside of his wrist, one of his stabilisers, and then looks at her with a bit of surprise before he smiles.]

Then...ah...do you want me to...?

[He doesn't lift a hand, allowing her to decide whether or not she wants it right off the bat. Yuugi draws a leg up, placing his pawed foot on the mattress and leaning forward slightly.]

It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Pidge-kun.

[Pidge is solidly embarrassed now. She's not big on physical touch a lot of the time but it's been... well, a while since she had someone run a hand through her hair or even give her a real hug. She sprawls out, nearly resting her head in Yuugi's lap.]

Yeah, uh. Go ahead.

Uh, okay.

[He smiles a little sheepishly, or as much sheepishness as his muzzle will let him portray anyway, and Yuugi pauses before he settles his left hand down on her head gently, between her ears. His thumb strokes through brown tresses, being gentle and soft with his touch as he's careful with his claws, trying to remember how Chiaki touches him where he likes. His fingers trail, finding a spot behind one of her ears and caressing softly in small circles.]

[Pidge is tense for a moment as she feels Yuugi's hand against her head. Slowly, though, the tension bleeds out of her as his fingers begin to rub behind her hears. Quietly, the younger girl begins to purr as he finds that spot behind her ear.]

...Mm...

[She melts a little, slowly rolling over to nestle into Yuugi's side, a contented little Pidge cat.]

[It's...a little cute actually. Yuugi giggles softly to himself, the sound rough in his chest as he continues to pet Pidge, tail wagging slightly behind him on the bed. It's not too unlike when Chiaki-san or he melt into pets, and he figures many of the other carnival workers with animal ears might be the same. He scratches her some more there before moving to the back of her head, thumb rolling around in circles at the crown and stroking gently through her hair.]

[Pidge squirms around for a moment and her purr grows louder as Yuugi finds that perfect spot. She squirms a little closer and her head shifts to move into Yuugi's lap, finding someplace comfortable.]

Thanks.

Oh? Ah, no problem. I know where I like it when Chiaki-san pets me...

[Perhaps a little too much. Yuugi shifts a bit so that she's not near anything...embarrassing. There's a short pause as he shifts his skirt a bit lower on his hips, covering his lap better, and then resumes her pets, trailing his fingers down her neck and then into the nape of her hair where he pets her again.]

[Pidge's nose twitches a little and she sniffs briefly before settling her chin against Yuugi's thigh after a moment. She peers up at him with a small grin.]

It's really nice.

[Her eyes close again as she feels fingers against the nape of her neck and she shivers. The touch sends a warm jolt into her belly and her purr intensifies, rumbling even louder.]

It's...okay, right?

[He knows some people might be aversed to touches, especially as intimate as cuddling and petting, but he keeps petting when her purr rumbles louder. His own noises vibrating from deep in his chest take a louder turn, more dominant than anything else, and his ears flatten back against his head. Yuugi's instincts are active, eyes giving off a slightly red glow as he lowers his head, nose pressing against the curve of her ear and letting out a gruff whuff of a sound, air hot against her skin yet touch still gentle.]

Mine...

Yeah. S'fine.

[Pidge isn't really a touchy person normally but after being stuck here without friends or family she's got a deep, deep yearning for a connection. A touch. Something to help her remember she's not alone. As Pidge settles a little more, half-asleep, her ears flicker at the sensation of hot breath. As Yuugi growls against her ear she shivers, a sensation she can't quite place shooting down her spine when she hears that word.]

Yours...?

[It's not so much a challenge as a quation, unsure of what it all means.]</small.

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