Nightly Dip

Under the full-bright waxing gibbous moon, all was serene and undisturbed. It was here where Aiden felt the full-throttle of nature's beauty, outside of the mountains where he frequently made his home to escape anyone who may have tailed him. The Loch as he referred to it, was a breadth of clear, crystalline waters untouched with fertile grasses and trees blanketing around it. From a small clearing in the grove, Aiden walked further along the muddied path where the weeds happily parted around his feet and the overhanging branches were easily pushed away to unveil the shore by the expansion of water and reeds.

Silently, he was in wistful awe of the place, taking in the unrivaled beauty while then carefully cleansing his face with small dose of water brought up to splash against his face. It was cold, but bracing and purifying for his skin and eyes. He knelt down and took only but a moment to use his reflection like a mirror and adjust the sight of his snowy, ruffled hair before standing up and beginning to trail down the path leading around. His steps were quick and calculated, but also wary. This place was in the heartland of the woods and so Hunters would be scarce, but there was always reason to think that a trap had been placed for him somewhere.

Since leaving the city and resuming his vagabond life, Aiden had continued to be equally as diligent. Keeping watch for hunters who wandered too close to his hideouts or places in the mountain he frequented for food. His outfit was garnered to serve the purpose; attired in camo pants and a grey vest where his weapons were strapped around his waist and chest. He had a common saxe knife, though no guns or projectile weapons in hand.

He had been traipsing by the shoreline for a good few minutes when something seemed to be outshone a little bit at the edges of his vision. It was only something that looked out-of-place at first, hidden by the dark shadows wafting and weaving throughout the bark the tree branches. Upon closer inspection though and squinting his eyes a bit, the items of interest was actually a neat stack of clothing. Running the palm of his hand over the cuffed fabric of a shirt, Aiden felt a turn in his stomach. Quickly, he rifled through the rest of the outfit, just lifting up the previous to get to the next.

Somebody was out here; he wasn't alone. Cautiously, he took the pile of clothing along with him and kept it tidily snapped away in the pack he had strapped over his back and began to quietly continue along the trail, mindful of ambushes.

Aiden had grabbed the clothes then carefully crept away, cautiously making each step with as little noise as possible. His muscles tensed and he was poised to react in haste if whomever he was hunting had caught wind of his actions first. On the deepening grass, Aiden crouched behind a nearby spruce where the vantage point was enough for him to oversee a decently-sized section of the lake. With some hesitance, he also pointed the occasional gaze back in the direction he had come from moreso out of some touch of paranoia.

Looking down at the stack of clothes, he gently flipped through the folds with a bit of unfolding curiosity. The shirt and pants were neat and unwrinkled. It was with some hesitance that he pulled out the undergarments and inspected them for a brief moment and then put them away. The size of each article he quickly estimated for measurements, grinning humorously under the shade of the surrounding leaves.

They were clearly feminine and slender in nature, but of course he still had no clue who else would be out in this neck of the woodlands. Examining them judiciously, he couldn't find anything that looked like a message. Even when he pulled up the underwear, stretching them twice and turning them around, they seemed completely regular. He noted (rather perversely) that they were pretty slight in size.

Without any other leads and still feeling like the chip was on his shoulder, he rubbed away the bit of sweat from his brow and stepped back towards to the lake to continue scouting along the line of trees. He kept one watchful eye turned to the expanse of darkened water along the edge. The moon's influence had started to fade a little bit, reducing visibility among the trees, making for a more treacherous environment. The whimsical gust he had felt earlier still blew slightly, lending him back a bit of calm as his surroundings darkened.

Resting by a more scenic tree by the shore, Aiden pondered over just who else could have found this place? It was nigh on a lengthy and winding hike through a path that dipped and deviated. Before he knew it, Aiden felt his body relax and the onset of sleep begin. It had been a long day and the chance to rest his head in a place like this was a welcome one. Even with the distant possibility of danger looming nearby, he sniffed and stiffly laid his head down upon his shoulder with his back up against the trunk of the great, large elm tree. His eyes remained half-open instead of closing, still refusing deep sleep till the end.

Note: In my timeline at least, this occurs a bit of time after Mood for Posty Toasty so Aiden should at least partly recognize Kaveri somewhat XD.

Kaveri Dali

For what felt like maybe a couple minutes, Aiden's head rested over his shoulder with one leg slightly bent over the other. In his own secluded state of half-awake, Aiden stared straight ahead into the mud by the lakeside and just drifted in and out of conscious thought. His shoulders slumped, awash the feint little breeze that both cooled and relaxed him.

The tree branches twitched above him, fluctuating in the moon's luminescent presence. It would've been blissful to sleep in this very spot, he thought. His breath evened out while his heart rate dipped with each refill of his lungs bringing him one step closer to the abyss of sleep that opened arms to welcome him. Then in the distant fores of his consciousness, he heard a plopping sound that he could easily chalk up to a pebble dropping off the rock and into the lake.

”You will give me back my clothing right now, you pervert!”

Then, like a sudden tidal wave washing him away from starry sleep, a cracking and loud voice shouted his name from the sea and ripped him back and away. His neck shot up by instinct toward the origin of the voice, eyes unfocused and groggy for the two seconds it took for this brain to shake the fuzz out and clear his blurry vision. When he had come to, the first thing that came to his attention was a full head of shrugging blond hair. The rest of the body was blocked by the rock and submerged beneath the water. Even so, Aiden could softly draw recognition from the face although the name he had to make an effort for. His hand rubbed the underside of his cheek until such a moment and his eyes widened with realization.

"Ahhh! Kaveri-kun! I remember you!" he stated absently, out of earshot of the Magi. Once he recalled the name, the second realization wasn't far from him to make and near immediately started dawning on him from what he had dream-heard in his state of near-slumber. "Give him back his clothing... then that means..." he thought then instinctively grabbed around for the articles he had grabbed on the other side of the lake. He still held them close in his pack, but didn't retrieve them immediately. He nearly grabbed to pull them out and hand them off, but then the third realization hit him.

His sleepy gaze locked with the Magi, seeing the clearly feminine form of his Magi drinking companion. Albeit, parts of his memory of the other were drowned in broken images of the last time they had seen each other. It took some effort to recover, but he definitely remembered Kaveri. And he/she was out in front of him now, in the middle of the lake.... without clothes. Give him back his clothes? His sleepy left eye squinted under the dimming moonlight while the right looked half-closed and irises dilate. It was quite the grin to behold, much more perverted and vindictive due to his lack of sleep. Mischievously, Aiden reached around his back and felt in the pack for a moment for the soft fabric and elastic band that would signal for certain what he had grabbed. Yes, he was also upset about being disturbed and how fortunate for him that it would be easy for him to them back.

"Give you back your clothes... you mean, like these!?" he called out while pulling the pair of underwear out and letting them hang overhead for the unfortunate Magi to clearly see. His features lit up with a shaky grin while his fingers stretched and played with them a little bit. "Now that I know these are yours Kaveri-chan, I daresay... Your bottom must be quite BIG! What size are these? EXTRA-Large?" he teased aggressively while waving the underwear back and forth like a flag.

Kaveri's facial shades seemed to brighten up considerably, much to Aiden's wolfish amusement as he waved her underwear through the sky. "You're the one who got my head spinning just as I was nodding off so this is your fault. If you want these clothes back, you'll have to come out here and get them!" he gestured and held the underwear up so that Kaveri could see them. "Come on then! If you want your clothes back, I want to see you come out, prostrate on the ground, and beg for them. Hahahaha!" he cackled and howled.

"If you don't, well then there are all sorts of things I can do. What do you think?" Aiden laughed darkly, holding the pair of underpants up to the light. "There are sooooo many options. I could tear them up, maybe use them rags and for a good leak or two, and make sure you go butt-naked all the way home. Living out here can get pretty lonely; it would be nice to have something to play with."

Truth be told, he really didn't want to actually take the young Magi's clothing, but he would die if he missed a chance like this to watch him squirm. He was still mildly groggy from having almost nodded off and so was almost in no mood to be charitable. No, he was going to milk this for all it was worth. If that meant he would get to see the young Magi in such a state of undress, well the humor would be worth it. Aiden raised up a single index finger, clicking his tongue as he moved it back and forth like a ticking clock. "Tsk tsk Kaveri-kun. I'm glad I found you out here. Don't try to talk your way back to me. You have one minute to make your decision .... or I'll just spoil your underwear for you."

"Perhaps I went a bit too far..." he thought to himself, seeing the object of his teasing start to glow and speak with plain hostility. His attentions snapped back to their normal state and Aiden smirk quickly vanished at being threatened by the Magi. It gave him a moment of pause as he dropped his arm with Kaveri's underwear held in his hand. Irrespective of the fact that he had been forcefully awakened, he had honestly begun to enjoy himself and he hadn't actually wanted to anger Kaveri. He honestly felt for the Magi and considered Kaveri to be a close friend, though one he had only a few broken memories with from a short time ago. He still wanted to tease her and that was fun, but he hadn't intended to push his limits.

He backed off for the moment, feeling like he had just swallowed a bitter pill. The Magi conjured up two balls of water to reinforce the threat, asking him what he thought of the North Pole in an ominous manner that insinuated exactly what she had in mind. Aiden may have been out of the game of hunting Magi, but he was not unfamiliar with the tools that Magi could have up their sleeves. He dodged just as she unleashed the projectiles, jumping to the far right as the small balls of water whizzed past his shoulder and left leg and froze part of the tree that it hit. A little surprising for Aiden that Kaveri had that ability, though it wasn't something he had never seen before.

For several moments, Aiden gritted his teeth and resigned himself to swallowing his ego this time. As much as he wanted to continue teasing Kaveri and he would've killed for the chance to see him in such a state of undress, he didn't want to actually push him far away. "Fine then." Aiden reached back and spoke whilst pulling out the rest of Kaveri's wardrobe and placing it down on the smooth, luscious grass before the lake where it was in plain sight and turned away so he was visible still from a distance, "I'm sorry. You can have your clothes, just get dressed."

Each second seemed like it went on forever and only after fidgeting around in tight pants did another thought strike Aiden. It was a medieval, cruel idea... one that he almost certainly couldn't resist despite the laced threats issued from the other. His bangs and spiky hair shaded view of his eyes as he was helpless and near-paralyzed in his own thoughts. As he listened and heard the water gently rippling, Aiden could barely begin to control the burgeoning impulse. Roses filled with heat and lust budded in his cheeks, filling them with red as he slowly and silently began to undo his belt buckle. The former hunter waited for a few more moments until he could hear the grass ruffle beneath dripping footsteps. When he was certain Kaveri was keeping an eye on him, Aiden completely turned around and ran forth, dropping his trousers as well as his underwear straight in front of the unsuspecting Magi.

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Note: Dramatic Re-enactment

Kaveri Dali