Nice form of control
Fandom: Persona 3
Type: Fanfic
Word Count: 520
Characters: Main + Elizabeth
Rating: R
Disclaimer: Don't own Persona 3
Summary: Elizabeth is curious again.
Notes: Would you believe-never mind. As mentioned before, I call main "Musica" even though I know that the canon name is "Minato". kink_bingo: fucking machines
Musica just gawked at the chair with a hole cut in the center of the seat. He saw the button and the dildo beneath the hole. Even a child could figure out what this thing did to someone who chose to sat on something like that. Elizabeth simply looked at it, her blonde hair poking under who blue hat.
"These things look simply marvelous," she said, stalking around the store like she wanted to buy everything in it. "Sometimes I think that sex is the real mother of invention."
/No comment/. Musica thought, never even knowing that such things existed. He saw one machine that required a person to lie down while some conveyor belt thing rubbed them or something. He didn't know. He saw another that was clearly for a woman. He couldn't help but imagine Elizabeth strapping it to her thighs, pushing a few buttons, and then moaning as the rubber dildo moved inside her as fast or slow as she wished.
"It's a nice form of control, don't you think?" She asked. "Put this on, buckle thing, turn a knob, a dial, or push a button. Then, it'll do as you please, batteries included."
/This woman knows no shame/. Musica didn't dare say what he thought, but he had to admit that everything she said sounded incredibly hot. "I've never seen any of this before."
"Really? But, this shop stands out in this district." Elizabeth looked around, running her hands over a fake labia. "Look at this one. Instant vagina-just add lube. Isn't it great? I'm surprised you've never heard of this place."
"I just don't think of things like this," Musica replied, really wanting to be somewhere else. "I don't know about any of my friends either." He suddenly realized that Mitsuru would be the most likely person to invest in such items. He didn't know why nor did he know if she would get the faux phallus or the female parts. Maybe both, he learned the easy way never to ask.
"Sometimes I think about what would happen if one of these things were to malfunction." Elizabeth held her hands behind her back, almost like a small child. "I heard of one scary story about a dildo shooting a knife out of its hole, almost killing the woman who used it. Scary, eh? She would have 'fucked' in a very bad way. What if she were a guy? Would that be even more scary?"
Musica never heard of such a story, and never wanted to. "I don't know. I just don't indulge in things like this."
"Of course. Flesh is your indulgence, but our bodies are like machines, you know." Elizabeth slid her gloved fingertips across Musica's neck before heading towards the store clerk. He shivered at her gentle touch, and wished that she were Ryoji-kun.
When they finally walked out the store, Elizabeth grinned. "Aren't you going to ask what I bought?"
"One of those machines, right?"
"Of course," Elizabeth's grin widened. "I guess it's time to leave. The Velvet Room is going to get quite steamy tonight."
"I'm sure it will," Musica replied. He honestly wondered if she would be thinking of him, and wasn't sure if he wanted her to or not.