puppycrush2 | week three

[ Given the past few days, it's good to see Anna more upbeat again, but it's easy to forget how excitable she can be as a person. Lessing wasn't expecting her to start to physically lead him around, assuming he'd just be trailing behind her like a gloomy shadow.

This is fine too...? Probably, he'll just sort of silently nod along to most of that, letting her verifying all on her own what they do and don't offer here.

Though-- Sorry, what? Bath experience? At least the massage he understands. ]

Not particularly, but I've never really done anything like this.

[ Woe be to whatever poor sod gets stuck trying to smash the pressure out of Lessing's tense, unyielding muscles that are never allowed to properly relax. Rock hard used to describe muscles is meant to talk about the appearance of them more than the actual quality of them when a person tries to massage out the tension, and yet... ]

I wouldn't have expected you to, actually. It's not really something guys do... which is a shame, because it's super nice. I promise, you'll wanna start dropping by every week!

[ m. maybe.

anyway, they get to do (checks list) the sauna... first... please trust me there's a "best way to do a spa" and i might not know it but anna would. ]

First up, a detox!

[ they're

clearly here as a couple so surely they can sweat it out together. that's the attendant's assumptions, given the full ride. ]

[ Maybe... [doubt.gif]

It's not bad as a one time experience though, and thanks to his hot springs date with Ritsuka, at least he's already had the experience of being in nothing by a towel around a girl before. He can probably do it again.

It doesn't mean he won't still look kind of blankly at the towel the attendant hands him, before directing them towards the private sauna for the two of them.

Ah... ]

Do we at least get to change in private?

[ oh.............. she doesn't have ritsuka's experience. this'll be her first time. but

she thinks it'll be okay, maybe, even if her cheeks pinken. ]

Yeah, they should... um. There.

[ the changing room... room. no s. it is an okay sized room anyway but. it is co-ed, for ~couples~ after all.

anna's quiet for a moment, then sighs. ]

You're not gonna peek, and neither am I.

[ because lessing is a gentleman and anna...

...

is faithful to her heart if nothing else right now!!!! ]

[ At least they can both look a little flustered about this whole thing together. It is supposed to be a date, though Lessing hasn't really been planning to use these outings in that particular fashion, and fortunately neither, it seems, is Anna.

Regardless of her and Will's current relationship status. ]

Got it.

[ He will at least keep true to that as he goes into the small changing room, waiting for her to come in too and close the door, before turning his back to her, and starting to peel off his shirt in a way that will not be described, because Anna is not looking, so she doesn't see the mystery of how he gets a shirt off over those horns of his. ]

[ unfortunately. she needs at least a few months before she's on the market again, so. this game sucks for her now.

and she is not looking, so blessedly you don't have to describe it, though once she's got her towel secured (not. that it would matter, with how the wool she sports tastefully covers and emboldens her chest anyway) she'll have to ask. ]

Isn't it tough to get things on and off with your horns? Or are you like, used to it at this point? I'd probably just use button ups...

[ Good thing she'll work it out in the end after all.

He's just comfortably securing his own towel around his hips when he glances over curiously at Anna. The funny thing is, she's a lot woolier than he is right now, but then again he is a wild sheep that have more "hair" based coats than wool anyway. ]

Most people where I'm from also have horns or antlers, so clothing is made to deal with that.

[ Button ups, sure, but other sorts of subtle openings in clothing to make it so you don't have to pull it over your head. ]

Though most people have smaller horns than I do.

[ This is not a brag. This is a neutral statement. ]

[ all it takes is a little communication. who knew. she did but it wasn't on her to communicate. she's big on it though. ]

Oh, is that so.

[ she stares up at his horns curiously.. smaller than that. ]

By the way, are you measured in hands or centimeters?

[ Hands..... Like.... one might a burdenbeast?

Lessing looks briefly flummoxed by the question. ]

Centimeters... We don't usually count horns in the measurement either.

[ sorry she

consistently does this to him. he's a bewilderbeast now. ]

Really? I guess it wouldn't be fair to, since I imagine a lot of your kind's curves. You can't straighten it like a cat's tail.

[ ...

wait!!!!!! the reason they're here!!!!!! she'll make sure her towel's nice and tight before taking his wrist. to the sauna. please. ]

C'mon, we can sweat and talk at the same time. [ detox just to retox when she sees will and gets sad again later. ] You're gonna feel so good when it sets in, promise. There's nothing like being steamed.

[ with the confidence of a woman who's been steamed, clearly. ]

[ As far as he's aware, Felines don't usually count their tails in their heights either, but he won't add in that fact. People generally stand upright, so they're measuring themselves in different ways than a four legged creature would be measured anyway.

He will follow along though, compliant and unbothered by the wrist grab as she ushers him into the sauna. ]

It's been awhile, but I have been to a sauna before.

[ Did you know in Germany they usually wear towels up until they go into the cabin, and then sit in the sauna in the buff? Yes, even in mixed gender saunas.

So as they move into the cabin of the sauna, Anna might want to quickly explain some cultural differences to this boy if she doesn't want to find out if horn size really does correlate to something else, because he is reaching for his towel like he's about to take it off. ]

[ hand to his other wrist abso fucking lutely not. ]

Leave it. Towels stay on in the sauna, Lessing-san. The only man I wanna see naked is the one I'm in love with, got it? Someone I'm gonna marry.

[ Wha--

Alright...

Lessing looks kind of confused by that, but he'll stop trying to strip himself. ]

Sorry.

[ He even sounds a little confused in his apology, but this sounds like it's very important to Anna, so... ]

week three | dates

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