♡ Rui Kamishiro

Something odd happened to you recently. A mark has appeared on your skin; right over your navel, and, scarily, it doesn't come out with anything. You've tried everything, scrubbing it hard when taking a bath: all you got? sore skin, sensitive and a burning sensation; painting over it: all you got? somehow, the coverage coming off and fading in just a few minutes, as if the mark over your skin had some sort of protection over it; even covering it with clothes: and the result? even if it was covered from others eyes, your discomfort was still there. It wasn't only a mark like a tattoo, it was also discomforting, for some reason, unnecesarily, it started warming up, building up an uncomfortable sensation between your legs.

Of course, when Rui found out, he made somewhat of a big fuss out of it, rambling to himself about what could've provoked it—after all, it'd be too convenient to just... somehow het stained out of nowhere with something that couldn't be washed off, and neither have you gotten a tattoo recently, so, what could be the reason for such an odd marking to appear on your skin? He wanted to figure out, to help you out; but it was inconvenient, because as soon as he, just barely, touched your marked skin, he heard you whimper, and realized how the, supposedly, tattoo that none of you knew where it came from, started glowing slightly upon being rubbed, even if it was a tender stroke... it reacted to him, and he knew that he would need time to figure it out, to know just what was happening to you.

His methods weren't ideal; making you stay at his place just to keep a closer eye on you, not as something experimental, but just to check up on you, to coddle you if you needed it, and to... evade the possibility of someone else, unintentionally, discovering whatever the hell that mark was. While at it, he started reading; searching even the most ridiculous things on the net, looking through the books with the most niche themes you could even bring yourself to read, finding himself even investigating about witchery and magic, even if it went against his own scientific-only brain; all just for you, because he couldn't handle to have you suffering because of something he couldn't even figure out how to fix!

And that's how he ended up figuring it out; somehow, the marking on your belly, was from pent up needs and feelings. And he didn't want to be awkward while explaining, but... how are you supposed to get the point across, that the mark might come off if you two... did it together? For a few days, he pondered on it thoroughly, but he came to a conclusion: He just simply couldn't stand to watch you suffer like that just because he decided to be a little coward about doing it with you. So, he was suddenly forward about it, easing you onto his bed with tender hands as he cradled you close almost endearingly.

"I'm really sorry this is happening to you..." he started, right after explaining everything to you as he pressed a tender kiss on your forehead with love, his arms staying tight around your body as to ground you, before his dominant hand started exploring your side gently. "You'll be okay, mhm? I'll take care of you... make sure every little need is diminished until we're done..." His hips straddled yours gently, pressing his crotch against your backside even as he wasn't completely hard, too worried about your mental state, and if you'd be too impacted during the action. "So... please, just enjoy it~" he pressed a kiss against your forehead as his hand stroked over the glowing mark on your lower belly, intending to comfort as he grinded his hips against yours.