With four massive tupperware containers filled with Roux's homemade pork-belly ramen seared safely in the backseat, and with Ren's duffle bag filled with their change of outfits and towels tucked away on the floor behind the driver's seat, the two drove out of the garage, and began making their way through the dirt road leading back to Crescent Bay's beach front.
In order to save space in the duffle bag, the two males had opted to wear their bathing suits in the car. Wearing a flowery pair of swim trunks that boasted beige orange and turquoise colors that he had gotten as a hand-me-down from Guido, Ren was completely shirtless and had only a pair of brown flip-flops beneath his feet; every centimeter of his strong, toned and slim-muscular body was out for display to the femboy who was sitting beside him in the passenger's seat.
Wearing a matching two-piece swimsuit that was soft, and pastel-blue, the way the cups within Roux's bikini bra were strapped to his flat chest made it look as though he had small breasts— paired with his already feminine features and soft voice that reached the tenor range, the fact that he didn't have any body hair on him made him practically indistinguishable from a woman; or at least to Ren, he did.
Driving through the heavily wooded forest where his house was built deep in the middle of, the blue sky above paired with the endless sea of evergreen trees that towered over them on each side of the dirt path to town made for quite the relaxing experience. Being reminded of his drive home from work, Ren's eardrums were craving the sweet sound of music to recreate the magic he felt earlier.
"Roux," Ren called out in his usual, deceptively stoic voice, as he kept his eyes on the road and one hand gripping the steering wheel.
Not answering him immediately, the blond priest sitting next to him was continually ogling the young man's body, and had to mentally put in the effort to refocus his attention before finally answering back with a somewhat distracted, "Y-Yes?"
"Can you reach into the glovebox and take out the cassette book? I feel like listening to something," Ren explained, after having asked the distracted blond femboy to do him a favor.
Still keeping his eyes fixated on Ren's six-pack abdomen, and especially the noticeable package he had between his thighs that the swim trunks didn't conceal very well, Roux reluctantly pulled his attention from the young man's shirtless body before opening up the glove box. Closing the compartment door shut after he had taken the thick, black leather-back booklet, Roux unzipped it open before flipping it open to the first page of plastic sleeved cassette tapes.
"V-Very well… What did you want me to pick?" Roux asked, while silently reading the printed labels on each of the nine cassette tapes that were kept within the sleeves before him. 'Pyromania… The Joshua Tree… Back in Black… Master of Puppets… I forgot just how much she used to be into this kind of music,' Roux thought bittersweetly to himself— momentarily sobering up from his lust, as he flipped to the second page.
"Pick whichever one you want." Ren said casually, while turning around a bend in the road; his crimson eyes momentarily flickering over toward Roux, who was distracted with choosing the right album for the car ride. 'He's so small… Very fragile looking… Dainty, petite… But then again… Those legs though,' Ren thought promiscuously, while glossing his gaze over Roux's lower half— specifically, his voluptuous thighs, and his curvetous rump.
'He really is his mother's son,' Ren thought bemusingly to himself; quietly letting out a soft chuckle, which immediately caught Roux's curious attention.
"Ren…?" Roux asked with a suspicious and intrigued tone in his soft voice, and couldn't help but to smirk from the way he noticed him trying to look inconspicuous, as he turned his attention back to the road ahead.
Tightening his lips to feign an innocent smile, Ren made sure that the dirt road ahead was straight before looking over his shoulder to momentarily glance toward Roux's reddening face to reply back with a nervous, "Y-Yeah?"
Chuckling softly, Roux felt his heart beginning to beat rapidly inside of his small chest as he took a moment to build up the courage to finally ask Ren, "Did… D-Did I catch you staring at me, just now~?"
Going wide-eyed and tensing up under pressure, Ren almost swerved the car off of the path, as his own cheeks grew a darker shade of pink. "I…?! I…! I was just l-looking at you; t-that was all," Ren stammered out in an embarrassed voice, while letting out a shaky breath as Roux kept staring at him with butterflies swarming in his flat abdomen.
"I see… You were JUST looking at me?" Roux repeated back with a teasing tone in his voice, and watched Ren nervously swallowing the lump in the back of his throat before asking flirtatiously back. "Because from where I'm sitting, I could have sworn you were staring specifically at my thighs~!"
Unable to protest or argue against Roux's accusation, Ren remained silent with his worried and anxious expression increasing beneath the blue-eyed gaze of the blond boy beside him. "I mean… Y-Yeah, I… I guess I was looking… D-Down there, just now," Ren finally mumbled back, and let out a deep breath before quietly saying, "You look… R-Really good in that swimsuit… It's uh… It's hard for me not to stare."
Hearing Ren's attempt at complementing his appearance, Roux's playfully smug expression melted away as his smile grew into a giddy wide-grin. "Oh?! And, uh…!? W-What is about my outfit that caught your eye, Ren~?!" Roux asked bashfully, as he scooted slightly closer toward the driver's seat.
'Is this… Is this really happening right now?' Ren thought exasperatingly to himself, as he let out a shaky breath through his pale, parted lips. "I mean… I-It shows a lot of your body off, and the color of your swimsuit pairs well with your eyes," Ren replied, while feeling himself becoming more flustered as he admitted to what he found attractive about the femboy beside him.
Eating every bit of attention that Ren was giving him up, Roux was sucking on his own bottom lip while beginning to once again eye the young man's ripped body, as though it were a piece of delectable candy. "S-So…! T-That must mean you like the way I look, even without this swimsuit on," Roux mused, before pushing his luck even more as he asked, "M-Might I be as bold as to ask you w-what specifically about me that, umm…~?! T-That you find a-appealing~?!"
'This is… Making me feel really uncomfortable… Why is he making this weird for me?' Ren wondered to himself, while feeling annoyed at how vulnerable the blond femboy was making him. "I… I don't know, uh… I guess… I guess I really like how… C-Cute you always look, and uh… Y-You're really b-beautiful, and you have this s-sort of angelic p-purity to you," Ren stammered back in an embarrassed voice, while mentally scolding himself, 'Angelic purity? God damn, that was corny.'
Fortunately for the flustered young man, his words had moved the blood priest, and had also caused his lust to begin stirring within him. "A-Angelic purity, huh…? Hmmm… It's… It's funny that you would say that about me," Roux mused with his giddy grin becoming less amused, and turning more aroused, as he leaned closer to the uneasy young man to say to him in a low voice, "If… If I'm being honest… Whenever I'm around you… Purity's the last thing that's on my mind…"
As if Roux's sultry words weren't enough on their own to begin awakening something sexual-confusing within him, the moment Ren felt the blond femboy's delicate hand softly grabbing a hold of his inner thigh was when the unthinkable happened. 'Oh… Oh shit…' Ren thought with dread sinking into his stomach, as he grabbed the steering wheel with both hands— white knuckling it and trying his hardest to focus on the road, as his once flaccid member began growing larger underneath his swim trunks.
Upon seeing Ren beginning to pitch a rather impressively sized erection that bulge out from beneath the thick fabric of his swimsuit bottom, the amount of pure excitement and relief that Roux had swelling up inside of him were akin to the emotions one would get upon seeing the colorful explosions of a firework finale.
'YES! YES! I KNEW IT! I KNEW HE WAS INTO ME! I WAS RIGHT— I WAS RIGHT THIS WHOLE TIME!' Roux mentally celebrated with a rush of dopamine hitting his psyche. Smiling from ear-to-ear, Roux was quietly fawning over his discovery as he kept his hand resting Ren's toned thigh— massaging it with deep strokes, as he pulled his blue eyes from the young man's erection, to begin reading the labels of the cassette tapes from the opened booklet that was still laying on his lap.
'Why am I hard right now?! Am I… Am I bisexual?! GAY!? Does… Does he even count as a boy?! Or is he transgender?! Or neither?! What the hell does this even mean?!' Ren screamed internally within the confines of his bewildered head— part of his whole world shattering, and having his own existential crisis while Roux hummed a tune happily beside him.
"I think… I think I'm going to put on some "Mötley Crüe"— I've got the sudden urge to listen to "Shout at the Devil"," Roux announced with a scandalous look in his blue eyes, while taking out the cassette tape out of its plastic sleeve with one hand before inserting it into the car's stereo system. "I don't think that I'm feeling all that "angelic" right now~…!"
And while sexual tensions were high within Vivi's old sports car, back at the beach Mayor Bell was staring in awe at the handiwork done by their local gnome event coordinators. "It's beautiful, Ms. Yoshimura! It's magnificently BEAUTIFUL!" The eccentric mayor shouted in blissful joy— throwing her arms up excitingly, before letting out a loud scream of triumphant victory as she began leaping up and down at how well her event was coming along.
Having had a hand in issuing payment for the gnomes who worked on the venue, as well as having had to assist with reaching out to the community to help set up the potluck catering for the evening, Naomi would be amiss if she were to say that she herself wasn't proud of what they had accomplished within such little time.
Staring first at the palm-wood stage with its grass roof and stadium-grade light fixtures mounted within its totem-pole confines, Naomi glanced over to the tiki-themed podium that housed the microphone that the mayor and the investigators from the Clock Tower would use to speak to the public— the tourists and locals alike, who were already taking their seats at the sea of bamboo-made round tables, and were already crowding around the various grass-hut vendors who had rented out their own Kona-themed booths for the night.
Taking in a deep breath of the bay's salty and refreshing air into her lungs, Naomi smiled contently with a peaceful look on her face, as she looked over her shoulder to the grinning face of the purple-eyed mayor beside her. "I must say, BB: it really is starting to feel like we're at an authentic Kona luau; reminds me exactly of what I saw when I went there a few years ago," Naomi mused, before momentarily looking down to take note of what else was on her incomplete checklist.
"We're just waiting for the live performers to show up, for everyone to bring their food over to the buffet table, and… And for the Ms. Aura and her investigators show up for the first announcement," Naomi read off with a concerned voice.
Seemingly not sharing the same worries that the lawyer was experiencing, Mayor Bell shrugged her shoulders with a big smile across her easy-going face, as she said to her friend, "Eh, whatever happens, happens!" And with her words of wisdom said, Mayor Bell grabbed a hold of Naomi's free hand before beginning to drag the confused woman along behind her.
"Oi?! Where did you think you're taking me, BB?!" Naomi demanded with a flustered look growing on her darkening cheeks, which prompted the grinning lavender-haired woman to look over her shoulder to meet her perplexed gaze.
"We're gonna go stand in line for the tiki bar, duh!" Mayor Bell replied sassily with good intent, and saw Naomi beginning to crack a grin before turning her head forward to see where she was going; leading the way, as they marched toward the start of the long line that led up to the bar counter of the alcohol vendor.
With how busy the beachfront was with tourists and locals alike, Ren had to find a parking spot nearly twenty minutes away from the Old Fisherman's Wharf parking lot. Parallel parking his white sports car along the street of a small apartment complex, Ren felt frustrated and riddled up as he remained seated while staring ahead at the back of the sedan parked in front of him.
"Tch…!And here I thought the appeal of this place was of its supposed seclusion," Ren muttered bitterly, before turning over to the passenger's seat where Roux was looking back at him with a curious gaze.
"Are… Are you venting to me right now to let out steam, or… Or was there more to that comment than just being upset at the parking situation?" Roux inquired, as he unbuckled himself before opening the door to let in the moist, humid air into the cool, air-conditioned car.
Not wanting to sit down and let Roux do all the work on his own, Ren unbuckled himself and hopped out of the car before beginning to walk around the front hood and toward the sidewalk where the passenger seat opened up. "Sort of both, I guess," Ren muttered in a deep voice, and opened the back passenger-side door for Roux while adding, "It's just that in the letter Vivi wrote to me a while back ago, she referred to city life as being "soul crushing"— as if though the parking here is any different…"
Nodding his head softly, Roux shrugged his bare shoulders as he bent over in front of Ren to pull closer towards him the first of the four giant tupperware containers that they had used to store his pork-belly ramen. "I see— I think I know which letter you're referring to, but… Wasn't that letter written ten years ago?" Roux asked, while letting out a huff as he pressed his glowing palm against the side of the container of ramen— casting an augmentation-life spell that created a golden silhouette around the plastic container, before the tupperware before him suddenly grew a pair of small, angelic wings.
Still caught up in his own feelings, Ren groaned under his breath as he helped Roux by guiding the flying container of noodles out from the car— having to lean over Roux's back, in order to lead the enchanted tupperware out into the open with them. "Yeah, I guess you have a point there, or whatever," Ren replied begrudgingly, while finding his eyes beginning to stare down at the back of Roux's head full of blond-wavy hair.
'Stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it,' Ren had to repeatedly scold himself, while trying to keep his mind absent of lingering thoughts, as he stood hovering over Roux's petite body to finagle with getting the flying tupperware out of the car. 'Oh my- stupid goddamn noodles— get the HELL out of my car!' Ren wanted to say with all the stirring pent up emotions within him beginning to make him lose his composure, yet he kept that to himself, so as to not upset the one who spent an hour making them.
Sensing Ren's frustration from the way he was groaning in a low voice behind him, Roux already suspected the source behind the young man's pissy attitude. Wanting to make light of it for his sake, Roux teasingly said in a playful voice, "Try not to be so bothered, Ren; there's nothing wrong with "change", while knowing fully well that the young man would pick up on what he was subtly trying to hint at.
Opening his mouth to protest the femboy's accurate insinuations, it was then that the seemingly stubborn tupperware-container finally flew out of the car. Heading straight for his face, Ren accidentally lost his balance after having to dodge the flying container at the last second; landing forward, and letting out a quiet yelp that was overshadowed by the high-pitched gasp escaping from Roux's gaped mouth.
Having caught himself using the roof of the car, it wasn't until he felt the tip of his half-flaccid cock push into Roux's swimsuit thong did Ren realize that he hadn't put much thought of where his hips hand landed— the plumpness of the blond femboy's cheeks seemingly swallowing up the young man's tip, as Roux's swimsuit bottom felt as though it was being pushed inside of his backside.
Silence soon followed suit, as the two remained frozen in the positions they were in. Looking down at the pastel-blue bikini straps that were clipped behind Roux's slim shoulders, and the way he began taking notice of just how much of an hourglass figure that the femboy priest had on him, Ren didn't realize just how plump Roux's buttcheeks were until suddenly he felt his cock hardening between them— his excited tip pushing against the the rim of the blond boy's barely-covered asshole, and felt it tightening around him as he remained hovering over the priest.
'He looks like a girl from up here… More than he usually does… God, he has such a fat ass— Earth Mother must have blessed him with it, along with his cute looks,' Ren thought half-jokingly to himself, as he fought the powerful urge to start pushing his hips further against the blond boy's cheeks.
On the receiving end, Roux was caught in his own losing battle, as not only was he enjoying the experience more than he knew he should, but the feminine outfit he chose to go out wasn't doing him any favors at the moment. 'Dear God, I can feel it through his trunks! Is someone watching?! Is there anyone seeing this?!' Roux worryingly thought to himself, as he felt his own small erection throbbing up against the fabric of his pastel-blue swim bottoms.
"R… R-Ren," Roux finally uttered out in a low voice— trying his best to remain as quiet as he could, while praying to Earth Mother that no one was there to witness their sexually explicit blunder.
Stiffening a moan as he felt the tip of his bulge getting ever so slightly deeper against the femboy's covered rim, Ren heard Roux letting out a quiet whimper of his own before replying back to him in an equally awkward voice, "Y… Yeah…?"
"I… I think… I think you and I just crossed a bridge that I… That I wasn't expecting for us to cross this early," Roux admitted with an embarrassed tone, which only further aroused Ren— causing his dick to twitch, while still stiffly pushed into the femboy's back-entrance.
Not thinking correctly, Ren had a lapse of judgment when he immediately replied to Roux's quiet admittance by telling him quietly, "Same…"
"Yeah, hehe, uh… I was sort of hoping that this would happen a bit more… Appropriately… But since we're h-here, now's as good time as any to have "the talk"— hehe, haha," Roux chuckled nervously back, and took a moment to contemplate his thoughts before conveying them to him. "Ren… Y-You're probably feeling, umm… A lot of m-mixed feelings right now; it's natural for you to feel confused, and-"
"-Hold on," Ren interrupted suddenly— cutting Roux off mid speech, before asking him in a low voice, "Are you… Are you actually trying to give me therapist advice right now— at a time like this…?!"
Unable to help himself, Roux let out a small laugh at the disbelief and confusion in Ren's valid question. "I, haha…! I-I suppose am I," Roux chuckled back, while fighting off the urge to test Ren's limits. "Anyway… The p-point I'm trying to make is that I don't want there to be any negative feelings present while we're at the luau… Which is why I think… W-Why I think it would be best for you to, umm… W-Work through your emotions by "experimenting" with your s-sexuality…"
"Wait… A… Are you suggesting what I THINK you're suggesting?!" Ren asked with a bewildered voice; the realization that he was being given permission to have sex with Roux left him feeling nervous and excited. Yet, there was some concern the conflicted young man felt that prevented him from immediately going on ahead with the priest's unorthodox plan.
Remembering the butterflies and heart-fluttering emotions that took the air out of his lungs, Ren's confused and uncertain mind began to sober up at the memory of Karrah's lips pressing up against his; the feelings they shared earlier that day that led up to that moment and thereafter made the young man begin to feel sick with a guilt that felt far more impactful than anything he could remember feeling.
Feeling Ren's throbbing cock beginning to soften against the rim of his anus, the amount of worry he had for the young man that overshadowed any disappointment Roux had in him upon realizing that he wasn't going to go through with his proposed suggestion.
Starting to feel his lower back aching, Roux pulled himself out of the backseat before turning around to face Ren; only less than half a foot of space between the two males, with the two being close enough to feel each others' body heat radiating on to one another. Analyzing every detail within the young man's crimson-red eyes in minute detail, it didn't take Roux long to unravel the mystery as to what had come over Ren.
"… How selfish of me," Roux said in a quiet voice, as he smiled reassuringly at the confused and extremely conflicted young man— looking up with warmth in his blue eyes, as he reached a calming hand up to gently caress the side of Ren's face. "That kiss you had earlier with Karrah… It meant more to you than I thought. You… You have feelings for her, don't you?"
Recoiling at Roux's kindly spoken words, Ren averted his eyes away from the blond femboy's understanding stare— the soft touch of his hand comforting him, even as he felt utterly disgusted with himself. "I… I'm sorry… I… I should have said something sooner," Ren whispered in a somber voice, as he let out a shaky breath while feeling Roux's thumb softly rub circles around his cheekbone.
"Shhhhh… You don't need to apologize for anything, Ren," Roux whispered in a cooing voice, and took a deep breath of his own before slowly exhaling it while still smiling at Ren with bittersweet joy on his feminine face. "It just happened today; you're still processing your feelings right now… It's okay, Ren, everything's going to be okay," Roux comforted, while slowly lowering his hand down from the young man's hot-pink cheek; retracting it back to his side, as his expression began to slowly change into confusion from the way Ren was beginning to intently stare down at him.
"R… Ren, is… Is something wro-UMMPHH, M-MMMPHHH~!?" Roux tried asking, before suddenly being cut off when Ren grabbed a hold of his slender waist to lift him up for a hard kiss on his mouth; his heart skipping a beat and his blood once again circulating up to his cute cheeks, as the taller male pressed his back up against the side of the passenger door.
Like a feral animal that had lost the ability to use judgment, Ren was being more aggressive than he intended to be with the utterly bewildered femboy; opening Roux's pink lips apart with his own mouth, before filling his small mouth up with his invasive tongue. 'No more overthinking things… And no more being burdened by guilt— I'm SICK of being restrained by it!' Ren protested mentally to himself, as he continued to sloppily lick the roof of Roux's mouth— muffling his whimpers and begrudged moans, as he reached down from the priest's small waist to begin pulling his pastel-blue bikini thong down his thick thighs.
Breaking from the initial shock upon feeling his growing erection breaking free from the confines of his swim bottoms, Roux let out a loud, muffled gasp as he felt the underside of his dick pressing up against the middle of Ren's six-pack abdomen— his voluptuous legs acting on their own, as his baser desires motivated him to subconsciously hook his feet behind Ren's lower back.
'Dear Earth Mother, this is so hot! I can feel his dick pressing into my inner thigh!' Roux exclaimed mentally, while immediately trying to wrangle himself back as his consciousness made his lustful mind think of the possible consequences that would occur.
'I… What about Karrah?! She and Ren have something between them already! I'd only complicate things more so if I allow this to go on any further,' Roux tried reasoning to himself, and was trying to win the fight against his own desires when all of a sudden he realized that he wasn't making much of an effort to push Ren off of him— contrary to his honorable thoughts, Roux's arms were already around Ren's body, and he was sucking on the man's tongue while drinking in his pouring saliva like it was water.
'N… No. No, you what? Why can't it be me who he gets to love first?! I knew his sister more than anyone else here did; she was practically my older sister, and by extension that means he and I are family,' Roux's mind began to rebelliously think, as his concerns slowly began to transform into feelings of possessiveness and frustration— resulting in him beginning to thrust his hips forward and lean away from the car to force Ren to carry him completely in his strong, muscular arms.
'Like family… God forgive me, that's incestious of me to think… He's like my brother… I'm about to get pounded in the ass by my own older brother,' Roux thought perversely to himself, while feeling motivated by that thought to kiss Ren back harder as he pulled his petite body closer to his ripped torso. 'That should be a turn off for me, but… It doesn't; that concept only excites me more than I already am.'
Being able to support Roux's weight with his core strength alone, Ren had his fingers hooked beneath the waistband of his swim trunks. Had Ren not respected Roux as much as he did, he might have gone through with having sex with him right then and there; shamelessly taking him into the backseat, where he would lay the femboy down on his back before pulling his thong aside to give his throbbing cock access to his more-than-eager body.
Like the beacon of a lighthouse shining through a stormy night, May's words from last week were beginning to replay within the last shred of Ren's lucid mind; through the cloud of lust that had surrounded his common senses, it was the graying blond woman's stern philosophy of love that enraptured the young man's mind as though it were his saving grace.
"You see Ren, the key to any successful relationship is open and clear communication between you and your partner," May's words echoed in his mind, which allowed him to finally begin to break free from his own manic state— the epiphany he felt rang in his head like an ethereal bell.
"You can have whatever relationship you want, so long as whoever you're with whole heartily agrees with your decision, and you keep communication flowing between all parties!"
And just like that, Ren had once again full control of not only his urges, but the rest of his mind that felt more clearer than it had in a while. 'That's it! That's what I need to do!' Ren thought excitingly to himself, as he continued to kiss Roux on his lips while laying the feminine young man down on the backseat of the car— being careful not to knock over the other three tupperware containers that had yet to be enchanted by the priest's miraculous hand.
Under the impression that he was about to get mounted in the missionary position, Roux had his tongue flopped out past his saliva-coated bottom lips when Ren finally pulled away from him— a thick trail of their swapped spit snapping off of Ren's lip and falling in between Roux's bra, as the lustful femboy reached down to begin pushing the straps of his bikini thong down his juicy thighs. But then that's when Ren reached down to grab a hold of his hands— the young man smiling down gently at the perplexed and horny priest, who gave him a flustered and annoyed expression.
"Y-You're giving me mixed signals here, Ren…! A-Are you going to make l-love to me, or not?!" Roux asked with a frustrated and desperate voice— no longer having it within him to hide his feelings for the young man.
Moving Roux's hands up on his behalf— so as to cover up the femboy's throbbing erection between the silky fabric of his pastel-blue bikini bottom— Ren felt compelled to caress the impatient and sexually-frustrated priest's deep-shaded cheek with his own hand: staring longfully into his crystal blue eyes, as he softly spoke in his deep, alluring voice, "You and I can can do "that" as you want, Roux… But only if Karrah and us all work something out together."
At first, Roux was thoroughly confused as to what Ren was implying; but after thinking it over for a few moments, the realization of what the young man was insinuating made the priest let out a heavy sigh. "Oh… You're wanting a polyamorous relationship, aren't you?" Roux asked without any real resentment or opposition in his voice; yet, he was still clearly bothered as he sat up while Ren ducked back out of the backseat to stand up straight outside of the car.
Unsure what Roux was going to say, Ren felt nervous beneath the irritated gaze of the priest. "Y… Yeah, I… I-I think… I think that's what I want," Ren replied quietly with a slight stutter— giving Roux an apologetic look, before finding his voice to say, "I… I'm sorry if that's selfish of me."
Not answering immediately, Roux took a moment to process the young man's words as he sat up with his legs dangling down from the side of the opened backseat. "Well… It could be argued that wanting multiple partners itself is a sign of blatant selfishness; after all, if you can't commit yourself to one person, then what does that say about you?" Roux asked rhetorically, while watching Ren physically flinch at his soft spoken words, before finally beginning to smile begrudgingly at him.
"Luckily for you though, not only was I raised by a free-spirited and very progressive witch, but it just so happens that Karrah's father is poly himself," Roux said with a soft chuckle, while feeling secondhand relief from the way Ren's shoulders relaxed from hearing what he had to say.
"That's… I… I didn't think of it that way," Ren admitted with a sincerity to his voice. "And… And are you sure you're fine with me wanting that, Roux? Because even if you aren't, I… I really don't want this to break our friendship apart."
"So long as you're serious about wanting a polyamorous relationship, Ren, then you don't have to worry about anything between us," Roux said acceptingly, before growing slightly more serious as his small smile turned into that of a flat expression. "However… I do have one thing to ask of you in return, and it's non-negotiable either," he stated firmly, which did well to wipe the relieved smile off of Ren's face.
"Oh, uh…? Y-Yeah, of course," Ren replied in an uneasy yet cooperative voice, before asking Roux, "W… What did you have in mind?"
"Bethany. If you're wanting to be with Karrah and I at the same time, then you're going to need to ensure that Bethany and you have a relationship as well," Roux stated firmly, and watched Ren's eyes widened.
"… Bethany?" Ren asked with a genuine look of confusion in his red eyes, which made Roux do a double take on him. "I… I don't know if she'd be interested in me, Roux. I mean… I can try, bu- why are you looking at me like that?"
Staring at Ren with utter disbelief, Roux— for a moment— needed an actual moment to contemplate whether or not Ren was joking with him, before it finally dawned on the priest; a revelation that filled in the blanks he had accumulated throughout the time he had gotten to know Ren, since first meeting him at his family's church.
"Oh my God…! You genuinely are THAT AWFUL at picking up on social cues, aren't you?!" Roux asked with an exasperated and almost voice, while immediately feeling nothing but pity for the young man who furrowed his brow at what he had just heard.
"… You're being rather harsh, wouldn't you say Roux?" Ren asked skeptically, and scoffed quietly under his breath before saying, "Respectfully, I'd argue against that; after all, I'm the one who reached out to you when you were alone in that bell tower— even when no one thought you'd leave, until the end of the potluck that is."
'Oh? We're going there, are we?' Roux thought sassily to himself, as he arched a brow at Ren before letting out a sarcastic chuckle. "Credit where it's due, you do have a way of connecting to people on an empathic level; I'm not going to argue against that," Roux said graciously, before smirking mischievously at Ren. "… But lest we forget the "Caprisun Incident," that occured within the confines of my mother's office?"
Furrowing his brow and frowning, Ren narrowed his eyelids as he quietly began muttering, "Caprisun? What are you-," before suddenly going wide-eyed upon realizing exactly what Roux was referring to. Swallowing the lump in his throat as he slowly averted his gaze away from Roux, Ren felt the corners of his lips quivering up into a nervous smile as the feeling of utter embarrassment began to settle within him.
"Oh… You're referring to THAT "Caprisun Incident"," Ren muttered in a low and ashamed voice.
"Yes, THAT one," Roux replied, while finally dropping the playfully teasing attitude. "For what it's worth, you probably aren't the first person to have mistaken my mother's flirtatious behavior as something more just playful banter," Roux consoled, before smiling softly at Ren as he shook his hips for him.
"It isn't a total loss, Ren; you might not have gotten to sleep with May Yoriko, but you do get to sleep with her middle child whenever you want~!" Roux said flirtatious with a goofy expression on his blushing face— immediately going back to teasing Ren, as he began softly dancing and shimming his shoulders, before slowly turning around and pushing his plump butt up against the young man's groin.
Annoyed and sexually conflicted still, Ren became tensed as he felt his growing member rubbing up in between the femboy's valley of soft flesh— the feeling of friction of his cock stiffening against the fabric of his swims trunks, and against the priest's silky bikini thong sent electrifying signals of pleasures up to his flustered brain.
"R-Roux! What did I just say?!" Ren scolded with his cheeks completely reddened, as he reached down to grab a hold of the blond boy's curvy hips to reluctantly pull him away from his visible erection.
Shrugging his shoulders, Roux chuckled softly as he took a step forward— feeling Ren's fingertips brushing along his wide hips, before turning around to reveal that he too was "pitching a tent" in his pastel-blue swimsuit bottoms. "It's like I said, Ren: whenever I'm with you, you make me feel anything BUT angelic~!" Roux mused promiscuously, before winking an eye at the exasperated young man.
Letting out a deep sigh and rolling his red eyes as Roux— who he had nearly forgotten just how mischievous he could be, whenever he wanted to act out— Ren spoke in a low voice, "Save it, before I give YOU a "Pity Caprisun"," before scooting beside the aroused femboy, so as to lean into the backseat to start handing him the rest of the tupperware containers filled with pork-belly ramen.