Erika - Pokemon [Tier 2] [REQUEST] [EXTRA] (Patreon)

The person who asked Erika asked for more, so here it is!

The lantern keeps its quiet count and the tatami remembers everything. The kimono is gone in places it hadn't planned to be, pelvic curtain swept aside, sleeves rumpled past her shoulders, rope still loose at her waist as though it stopped being a knot a while ago. Wall to floor and back, the room maps the movement: hands flat against wooden planks, knees printed in the tatami's weave, hair loose against the futon. By the end her breath has caught the pace of the lantern and the silence comes back in pieces, soft and earned.

提灯は静かにその数を保ち、畳はすべてを覚えている。　着物は予定にない場所から消えていく――骨盤の布は脇に流れ、袖は肩を越えて崩れ、縄は腰でゆるく揺れて、もう結び目であることを止めて久しい。　壁から床へ、また壁へ。　部屋がその動きを地図にしていく――板に押し当てた手のひら、畳の織目に刻まれた膝、布団に広がった髪。　やがて彼女の呼吸は提灯の歩調を捉え、静寂は柔らかく、勝ち取られた断片として戻ってくる。

The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.