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"Thoma! Thoma, wake up!" A hushed whisper called out to the sleeping boy. The foreigner stirred, his emerald eyes blinking open sleepily. The first thing he noticed was Ayato leaning right over him, the boy's long hair slipped past his ear. The second thing Thoma noticed was the fact that the room was still dark, only illuminated by candlelight. Thoma hummed a sleepy "Mm…" before closing his eyes again.
"Thoma, come on! We're gonna miss the chance!" Ayato continued in that whispery yet desperate voice as he pulled the housekeeper's arm so he was sitting up. "Ah! My Lord?!" Thoma yelped in surprise, making Ayato press a finger against his lips. Thoma felt his face fluster as Ayato giggled, sighing quietly "We have to be quiet, remember?"
Thinking back to the previous day, Thoma remembered exactly what the Kamisato was talking about.
"Thoma Thoma! Come on! We should do a kimodameshi!" Ayaka's chipper voice called out, the young girl pulling on Thoma's hand. Ayato had only laughed, placing is hand on his excited kid sister's back. "Ayaka, you're supposed to do kimodameshi at night, otherwise it isn't scary." The boy had a smile on his face as he spoke this before looking back to Thoma. "How about we sneak out tonight when everyone's asleep?"
That's right, the kimodameshi! Thoma had heard alot about it, yet had never experienced one, growing up in Mondstadt, having already hit adulthood, the housekeeper doubted he would ever get the chance. Yet the previous day, the opportunity fell right into his hands. How could he have forgotten!
Ayato let out a quiet laugh as he watched Thoma's expression change as he remembered, the housekeeper quickly getting out of bed. He walked over to his dresser and quickly pulled on a pair of pants over his boxers and a shirt over his head. He looked a bit messy, but if it was only Ayato and Ayaka, then it would be okay.
Ayato pressed a finger to his own lips to warn Thoma to be quiet as he pushed the window open, the screen nearly falling out. Thoma noted that he should repair that as Ayato gestured for him to exit through the window. The housekeeper carefully hung his legs out the window before sliding out, hitting the ground with a muffled thump. Ayato followed soon after, leaving the window open a crack so they could return home after the challenge.
Little Ayaka was already waiting outside, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Another girl was waiting with her, that kid Thoma met a few days ago while running some chores, Yoimiya. The firework-maker's daughter seemed to be a few years older than Ayaka, and her face had a very excited grin plastered on it.
"We'll start at the first torii gate into Chinju Forest. The test of courage ends at the last torii gate. Ayaka and Yoimiya will go together and I'll go with Thoma, does that sound fair?" Ayato spoke as they stood before the area of the challenge. Ayaka nodded in response to the question as Yoimiya let her thoughts be known with a cheerful, "Yeah!"
Ayato continued, "Ayaka and Yoimiya should go first. If there's ever any real danger, you remember what you should shout, right?" The younger Kamisato nodded and replied with, "Dendrobium!" Ayato smiled, saying "Correct. Good luck to you both, we'll be right behind you."
And so Ayaka and Yoimiya headed into the forest, hand in hand. After a few moments, Thoma asked "Is it really okay to let those two run off together? Shouldn't we have split up in a different way?" Ayato smiled and replied with "There's no need to worry, I secretly paid a shinobi to watch over those two and make sure they stay safe."
Thoma breathed a sigh of relief. Ayato placed his hand on the housekeeper's shoulder and smiled. "Are you about ready to head in ourselves?" Thoma looked back at the boy and responded with an "Of course, we shouldn't keep them waiting at the end for too long."
Passing through the first torii, Thoma felt a shiver run down his spine. The forest seemed almost a little chilly this night, thick fog obscuring everything. The path was only slightly illuminated by the glow of flowers, just light enough to know where your next step should be.
Perhaps it was the sudden dip in temperature, but Thoma felt a sudden fullness in his bladder. The housekeeper was really kicking himself for not pissing before going into the forest. He could've easily asked Ayato to turn around while he did his business, watering the glass where he'd peed the next day to wash away anything that remained.
Thoma shook his head, trying to get the thought out as it only made his bladder situation more prevalent. "Are you okay?" Ayato asked gently, staring into his housekeeper's eyes. "Ah um… Yes, my Lord, I'm alright." Thoma lied.
The pair continued on, every footstep reminding Thoma of the discomfort in his bladder. It was only a little uncomfortable, but that discomfort would only get worse until he did something about it. Thoma just couldn't bring himself to ask Ayato to look away as he pissed against a tree.
And so Thoma didn't say a word as the pair kept walking. Chinju forest really did get eerie at night, the occasional sound of animals scurrying about and the songs of the cicadas and crickets only adding to the creepiness.
"You seem a bit tense." Ayato spoke, breaking the silence between the two. Thoma let out a "I-" that was interrupted by his Lord. "Are you sure you're okay? I know this is your first time doing a kimodameshi." Thoma looked at the ground before looking back to Ayato, replying "I'm okay, really!"
There was a sudden scream from up ahead, which made Thoma flinch, his bladder almost giving way in surprise. The scream was followed by childish laughter, which made the Kamisato let out a giggle. "My little sister must've stumbled upon something." Thoma let out a nervous laugh, responding with a "Y-Yeah"
Thoma took another step forward, his bladder only feeling even worse, its fullness only more prevalent. It was very uncomfortable, every footstep making the fluid inside slosh about. He let out a sigh, trying to relieve some tension from his body so Ayato wouldn't notice.
The Kamisato gently grabbed at Thoma's hand, his fingers lacing with the housekeeper's. "My Lord, really, I'm okay!" Though when he looked at the boy, his expression was serious. "If it's too much, we could head home and I'll go bring Ayaka back myself."
"I can keep going! I'm really not that scared at all!" Thoma replied, continuing forward as if his bladder wasn't begging for release. Ayato seemed to let it go, though his hand still never slipped away from Thoma's.
"I wonder why it's kinda chilly here." Thoma mumbled, trying to make sure the topic wouldn't return to Ayato's concern. The boy laughed, responding with "It likely has to do with a mix between the fog and the small creek that runs through here. It's a very peaceful place, don't you think?"
"Yeah." Thoma replied, hiding his panic at the word 'creek.' That's right, there's a constant trickle of water through the forest, and even the thought of it was making his situation so much worse. Thoma couldn't even imagine how his bladder would react as he would walk by it.
"There's this wide area of the creek that's perfect for meditation. You should really try sitting in the middle of it some time." Ayato spoke with a smile. "It's so quiet, only the sound of the creek as it flows past you. My mother used to yell at me for coming home with soaking wet pants because of this." The Kamisato laughed as he thought back to it, clueless on how much harder these words made Thoma's situation.
Water flowing by you, soaking wet pants… Thoma had to think of something else immediately otherwise he wasn't sure if he'd make it home with clean clothes. "Actually, we're almost there if I remember correctly." Ayato spoke gently as he paused, looking around at whatever he could see in his surroundings.
"We're almost there?" Thoma asked, his heart sinking as he squeezed his legs together while Ayato wasn't looking. "Yes, soon enough we should be able to hear it." Shit. Thoma's bladder throbbed painfully, his body tensing up in response.
Just as he dreaded, soon enough the pair could in fact hear the sound of water. What Ayato had left out was the fact that there was a small waterfall towards the top of the creek, which only made the rush of water louder. Thoma almost found himself asking Ayato to look away so he could relieve himself, but the Kamisato spoke first. "Yes, this is it! Come on!"
Ayato excitedly pulled Thoma off the path and towards the water, moving faster than before. Thoma let out a quiet whimper as his urine threatened to escape him, his bladder painfully throbbing with each step.
The boy only stopped pulling Thoma along once they were standing in the shallow water. Thoma could feel it trickle past his feet, the water level up to his ankles. The housekeeper let out a pitiful whimper as he pulled his hand away from Ayato's, desperately pressing his hands between his legs.
It was unbearable. Thoma rubbed his legs together as his face flustered red, knowing it was dead obvious what kind of problem he was having. Ayato looked at Thoma with a smirk. "Ah, my dear Thoma, you should've said something sooner!" Ayato pretended like he'd only just realized Thoma was busting to go.
"I wouldn't have brought you into the water if I knew! Ah, this must be torture, huh?" Ayato hummed, tilting Thoma's head up with his hand. The housekeeper looked like he was about to cry, Ayato felt so turned on.
"A-Ayato-" Thoma whimpered, feeling a spurt of urine force its way out, soaking into the cotton of his boxers. Tears gathered at the corners of his eyes as he squeezed them shut, desperately rubbing his legs together.
"Oh dear, it looks like you're too far gone to even pull your pants down, my poor little Thoma~" Ayato purred, trailing his free hand down the housekeeper's chest. His fingertips drifted over Thoma's bladder before gently drumming against the sensitive area.
"Ah!" Thoma gasped as his control nearly faltered again, "A-Ayato, now isn't the time for games!" The boy hissed as his bladder throbbed once again, too full to withstand Ayato's teasing.
"I personally wouldn't consider it a game if I genuinely want to see you dirty your clothes." Ayato whispered into Thoma's ear. This time, he gently bit the housekeeper's ear as he pressed his hand hard into his bladder.
Thoma gasped as he lost control, hot urine trickling out of his body. The hot fluids filled his underwear before staining his pants. He let out a sigh along with the hiss of his pee trickling out of his overfilled bladder. It felt so good, Thoma couldn't help letting out a lewd sound as he felt his dick grow hard at the sensation.
Hot urine contained spilling out of Thoma, flowing in ribbony rivers down his legs, splashing into the water at his feet. Thoma whined as Ayato's hand moved to squeeze his increasingly hardening erection, the tent of wet fabric clinging to it.
"I would've never thought you'd enjoy this feeling too~" Ayato spoke as he began groping and massaging Thoma's cock through his piss stained clothes. A small trickle of more urine dribbled out as Thoma let out a moan.
The Kamisato giggled as he continued touching Thoma, saying "You've made such a mess on your clothes~ You must've had to go really bad, huh~?" Thoma let out a moan as his face burned red, feeling himself growing closer and closer to his impending climax.
Then, Ayato pushed the heavily aroused boy down so he landed on his butt with a wet splatter, water from the creek soaking his already wet pants. "Good boys clean up their messes." Ayato sighed sadistically, crouching down beside the housekeeper.
"How does it feel to have wet yourself in front of someone like me?" Ayato asked with a smirk, "Is it embarrassing? Arousing?" The Kamisato went back to massaging Thoma's cock through his pants, "You know I can still smell your urine~"
Thoma couldn't take anymore and shakily called out for Ayato as he came in his pants, the sticky hot fluid only making his clothing even dirtier. Ayato sighed, saying "Oh how I wish I could take you right now, unfortunately, we still have to make it to the end of our kimodameshi… Or perhaps I should call it our omo-dameshi~"
"Haahh, don't tease me about this, Ayato…" Thoma whimpered, trying to wash away the sticky mess in his pants with water from the creek. The Kamisato only giggled in response.