tsukiyama shuu | may I?
x gender neutral

You laid restless on the luxurious bed you shared with Tsukiyama, it was late and you had one thought bouncing around in your head. What does his kagune feel like? You were human so you didn't know what a kagune felt line, but you assumed it was a weird feeling.

It might be sharp or slimy, rough or smooth and maybe even prickly. Either way, you wanted to know what it felt like, your curious human mind running a riot. You turned your body to face him fully, watching him silently him as he slept before you softly prodded his pale cheek.

No matter what time of day it was, Tsukiyama's hair looked immaculate. It was totally unfair, but back to topic; he finally awoke to your constant poking, blinking his amethyst eyes a couple of times before sitting up and looking at you skeptically.

"(F/n)? Ma chère, it's quite late." He groaned, running his fingers through your disbelieved hair, see? It was unfair that his hair was perfect whilst you looked like a birds nest.

"Hey, Shuu," you crawled closer to him, his arms wrapping around you as he took a large whiff of you, his human lover. "Can I touch your kagune?" He stiffened at this and looked at you.

"My kagune? Excuse me!" His eyes growing wide and you nodded, unfazed by his look. "Ah! I can't elude your senses from wanting to see my glorious kagune!" He spoke, raising his hand in a flourish before hoping off the lavish bed and taking off his silk pyjama shirt, didn't want to rip that.

His koukaku kagune bursted from his lowly right shoulder and wrapped itself around his arm, symbolising a shell or armour. You found it gorgeous, it may not have been as bright and fire like as the ukaku or as shiny as the rikaku but it was still amazing to you.

Tsukiyama posed as you knelt over to touch the purple surface, to your surprise; it was warm due to his RC blood cells. The red veins that run down the dark purple brightened at your touch, making Tsukiyama shiver. Of course he'd feel some type of way.

It was smooth in some parts but then rough in hidden parts where there was more red, sharp at the edges. Tsukiyama was very proud of his kagune and loved that his significant other asked to touch it, even better that you were human too.

You felt around the ridges, beginning from the tip of the spiral and all the way up to the flesh of his shoulder, his eyes gleamed black and red as he watched you then trail your fingers down his shoulder blades and then wrapping themselves around his neck, leaning in for a chaste kiss.

"Its well suited to be beau mondè." You told him, he chuckled before hugging you and sniffing you again. "Just like you, it's beautiful."