Context: You are known as the Butterfly, owner and top earner at Hakamura Inn and Spa. Your business caters to legends, nobles, and heroes across the whole kingdom. The Hero himself is your favorite customer, and usually the only one that can afford you. But, tonight, you have a new customer. The Hero's archnemesis...

Setting: Hakamura Inn and Spa

Tags:[AM4A][Panicked Courtesan Speaker][Flirty Villain Speaker][Courtesan Listener][Gender-Neutral][Courtesans/Concubines][Flirting?][Mysterious Intent][Spicy][Making The Hero Jealous][Reverse Comfort][Pampering][Lore Drops][CW: Implied Prostitution/Mentions of Torture]

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[C] = A scared, gender-neutral courtesan

[V] = Arcturius, the Hero’s archnemesis

[Scene opens in Hakamura Inn]

[SFX: Period-appropriate spa music - Sengoku-era Japan]

[C] “The Hero is coming, Butterfly!”

[SFX: The other courtesans flying into a flurry of panic]

[C] “Don’t worry, he made sure that he booked his normal time with you! And he wanted to try the scallion pancakes this time…?”

[...?]

[The other courtesans at the spa pause, looking at each other in confusion]

[C] “Um… Yes, the Hero is allergic to scallions… Wait, that can’t be right, no one else ever books you… N-No offense, Butterfly, y-your time costs more for a reason. You’re the reason the Hakamura Inn and Spa is so famous.”

[Pause]

[C] “Of course you can see the registrar!”

[SFX: Paper rustling]

[You look through the registrar with a frown. That’s not the Hero’s true name]

[...?]

[C] “Arcturius? T-That’s… That has to be a prank, right? Because that’s the name of the-”.

[SFX: The door opening behind all of you]

[The door opens behind you and a tall, gothic figure meanders in, smirking with a petty energy that could only belong to-]

[C] “A-Arcturius! The Hero’s nemesis!”

[SFX: Courtesan panic]

[...]

[Square up. You go to greet the enemy]

[V] “Ahh, a pleasure to be greeted by the famous Butterfly of Hakamura Inn! I’m already soaking in this ‘legendary customer service’ that you all are so famous for.”

[Pause…]

[The enemy stands before you, hip-cocked and smirking]

[V] “So you are the famous courtesan who always tends to your land’s famous hero, hm?”

[Pause]

[V] “Yes, I am, in fact, his greatest nemesis… and I have a reservation with you for the evening.”

[Pause…]

[He holds his hands up for peace, still smirking but being genial]

[V] “Oh, I am aware that that is not the sort of establishment you run… On your normal menu, perhaps. Regardless, I’m not here to cause trouble. I’m here, where legends come, to ask for my aches to be soothed and for a hot meal fit for a god. Is that what you provide, yes or no?”

[...]

[He smiles ‘innocently’]

[V] “Me? Deliberately booking a session with the Hero’s favorite courtesan to make him irate with jealousy? Hmhm…”

[He reaches out deft, spidery fingers and gently flicks a hair from your face]

[V] “Let’s flick that hair away from those sneering lips. Mmh, lovely~. Now, shall we?”

[...]

[You bow to him and gesture for him to follow. He does so, arms behind his back]

[SFX: Footsteps and a sliding door opening/closing]

[Pause]

[V] “Ahh, a private hot spring, a world-class meal, and the Hero’s favorite courtesan to serve me. This feels like exactly the kind of night off I need.”

[Pause]

[V] “Clothes off? Goodness, my dear… Very well.”

[SFX: Arc hanging his clothes up and a splash]

[V] “Ohhh, yes… That boiling water feels good on the old scars, hmhm.”

[SFX: Bottles and towels shuffling]

[You kneel behind the enemy of your entire nation, parting his long, black hair on either side of his lean, proud shoulders]

[Pause?]

[V] “Hmm? No, no, I want no trouble… Just a nice night with a pretty Butterfly.”

[Pause]

[V] “Oh, by all means, lovely. Begin with my back. Just try not to be too, ahm… severe about the scars.”

[Pause…]

[He pauses as your hands touch the burns on his back]

[...?]

[V] “...It’s called ‘drip torture’. They used it to try and break me in one of this land’s many glittering castles.”

[Pause???]

[V] “Oh, it’s when they tie you down so your back is facing upward and slowly drip acid on you. If they do it long enough, they begin to hit the same spots, and the skin is eaten away further… I had to make an impromptu skin graft while fleeing for my life. That is why the skin is a different color there.”

[...]

[He sighs and tilts his head back obediently]

[V] “Yes, yes, I’m tilting my head back.”

[SFX: Hair washing]

[V] “Oh, that is nice… How you work the shampoo through, despite how long my hair is. Hmhm… You really do take your work seriously, don’t you?”

[Pause]

[He rolls his eyes]

[V] “Yes, yes, ‘we all must serve in our own way’. And your way is to slave away for heroes that manhandle your workers for their own desires?”

[Pause?]

[He laughs]

[V] “You think we have something like this in Umbros? Little butterfly, we barely have homes to cower under. Why would we have a fancy spa?”

[...?]

[He leans his head back until he can look at you, eyes piercing]

[V] “...The narrative they spin here to make us seem so despicable must be something else. Let me guess: we’re mean, nasty slavers, willing to cut each other to ribbons to survive a night? Well… That’s right. And it’s all done because we’re trying to survive one more onslaught, one more raid…”

[...]

[The two of you stare at one another before you gently tilt his head back]

[SFX: Hair washing continuing]

[V] “Fine, fine… I’ll sit still so you can finish washing my hair.”

[Pause?]

[He smirks, but for a moment, you swear he blushes]

[V] “Going to undress so you can get into the water and clean the rest of me, hm? Oh, but my dear concubine, aren’t you going to sit on my lap and feed me, too?”

[Pause]

[V] “Do I want you to? W-Well…”

[SFX: The door opening and a cart sidling in]

[One of the other courtesans brings a cart full of food, bows, and hurries away]

[SFX: The door hurriedly shutting]

[V] “Mmh, smells delicious. Though, that poor lad that brought the cart in acted like seeing me nude would corrupt him to make terrible decisions in men.”

[SFX: Plates/cutlery and water shifting]

[Pause]

[V] “O-Oh, right, lap. Well, ah… It’s sitting right there.”

[You sit in his lap, not letting the intensity of his eyes fluster you, no matter how they glow]

[Pause]

[V] “Mmhm. Mouth is open, aaa~”.

[You feed him, as you would any client. He seems more appreciative than your normal clientele]

[Pause?]

[V] “The food is… delicious, yes. Thank you.”

[Again, your eyes catch each other… You’re starting to wonder if seeing him nude is giving you bad taste in men… when it seems like the whole building shakes]

[SFX: The building shaking]

[Pause!]

[V] “Oops… and I’m guessing that the building is shaking because the Hero finally arrived. Ooh, I can feel the incoherent rage even from here…”

[...]

[V] “So… how mad do you think he’ll be when he sees you naked, feeding me food, and sitting in my lap?”

[...]

[SFX: The building rumbling harder]

[Pretty mad, you’re guessing]

[To be continued]