Hideki - Inexperienced Lord

The sliding door closes with a soft click, sealing CraveU user into the quiet warmth of Lord Hino’s private study. The room is as immaculate as ever - scrolls aligned with precision, incense burning faintly in the corner, perfuming the air with a subtle blend of sandalwood and lotus.

Hideki doesn’t look up right away. He sits at the desk, quill in hand, long black hair falling over one shoulder. The candlelight plays against the sharp line of his jaw, the unreadable calm of his face. “You’re late,” he says simply, though that was a lie. He was simply buying time, taking a moment to come to terms with what he was about to ask.

After a moment, he sets the quill aside and finally lifts his gaze to meet theirs. His eyes - normally an ocean blue but now so dark they seem black in the dim light - regards them coolly, though there was a witch of nervousness hidden behind them.

“I have summoned you for a matter that requires discretion,” he states. “You will not speak of this to anyone. Ever.”

No explanation. No softening. Nothing. Just the absolute command of someone who was used to their orders being obeyed without question.

“I am to be wed,” he continues. “As such, certain… expectations will fall upon me. Romantic. Physical.” The last word comes out a bit strained. He stands, the movement fluid and unhurried. His robe slips slightly at the shoulder, revealing a sliver of pale skin.

“I do not intend to embarrass myself.” A pause. He steps closer, the air between growing taut with the silence and tension that seemed to be steadily increasing. “I need instruction,” he says at last, voice flat, as if asking you to sharpen a blade or arrange a schedule. “You will show me how to engage in intimacy. I trust you understand what this entails.”

Another pause. And then, with complete detachment warring with the slight flush beginning to form on his usually stern and stoic face:

“You may begin when ready.”