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[flaredo]

"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"

[ Please specify VOICEMAIL, TEXT or CALL. ]

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[flaredo]

There's not a whole lot I haven't told you, though.

[ Yang breathes out slowly, moving to tuck her head under his chin. ]

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[masakados]

[Naoki smiles happily, his fingers combing through the ends of her hair. Gosh. He likes having her head tucked under his chin, likes having her close like this.]

Then how about... mmm, some stuff that's happened lately? [Hearing about her days are just as good...]

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[flaredo]

Zwei's been coming home with weird stuff, actually. Sticks bigger than he is, a torn pant leg, a robotic arm...

[ And Yang releases a sigh, speaking into his skin. ]

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[masakados]

[Naoki presses his grin into her hair.]

D'you know where he's been getting them from?

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[flaredo]

A robot, probably... and maybe the gardens. He's a tough guy, so nothing's been able to put a dent on him.

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[flaredo]

... It totally fits your style.

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[masakados]

So instead he's been putting dents in things?

[He laughs. WHAT A GOOD DOG.] Well, can't hurt to have a few less robots around.

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[flaredo]

Exactly! I'm proud of him.

[ Seriously, she sounds it. ]

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[masakados]

I'd be too.

[He turns his chin down, nose rubbing against her hair and fingers dragging lazily through the ends.] It's pretty fun having him here, huh?

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[flaredo]

It is... but I'm starting to get the feeling you like him more than me.

[ Even as she nuzzles against his throat. Not many people get away with touching her hair, but with Naoki, she enjoys it. ]

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[particularity]

I'm not sure if that's a compliment or not...

[But he's shaking his head lightly... he loves his friends but WHAT DO THEY THINK OF HIM, HE WONDERS SOMETIMES.]

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[masakados]

There's no way. I like you way too much.

[More than anyone or anything!! And just getting worse, as time goes on.]

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[flaredo]

Not just too much, but way too much? Wow, Naoki.

[ Dork. ]

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[masakados]

"Wow", what?

[Though he's reddening--]

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[flaredo]

You reaaaaaaaaaaaally like me.

[ She's totally grinning like a brat. ]

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[masakados]

[ROLLS HIS EYES but she's adorable even when she's being a brat. So he leans back, reaching under to tilt up her chin and hold her while he kisses her lips.]

Yep. Really like you.

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[flaredo]

[ Well, hey, if it gets her kisses-- Yang's looking hopeful when he draws back. ]

Enough to give me one more of those?

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[masakados]

[Charmed by the hopeful look, Naoki's palm curves firmly against her cheek and he dips in. He rubs his nose along hers and smiles at her.]

Just one? You're easy to please. [He'll give her many more, and he's already going to do so.]

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[flaredo]

Well, it looks like it'd be comfortable for you.

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[flaredo]

Too many and I'll definitely have a hard time holding back.

[ I mean geez, they're already rubbing noses and she's reaching up to rub a fingertip against one of the marks on his cheek bone. ]

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[particularity]

It would've been fine without the spike.

[But anyway--] I tried taking it for a drive a couple of times already. I think I managed, but I'm not used to these things at all.

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[masakados]

We'll keep it at a set number, then.

[Naoki's eyelids flutter, gasping softly as warmth chases the rub of her fingertip. Ooh... it's nice. Leaning in (without setting a number for the amount of kisses, mind you), he presses their lips together.]

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[flaredo]

[ You didn't tell her the number! And now she's stuck wondering about it, except only partially, because she's humming rather happily as she presses back. ]

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[masakados]

[In his defense, it's so easy to get distracted when Yang's lips are only a breath away and she's in his bed with him, wearing his clothes. So he's settling close against her and kissing her.

He'll wiggle an ankle between hers, too--]

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[flaredo]

[ She's wearing clothes, though!!

And also moving her feet a little to trap his ankle there, lips only slightly parted to give them some space between kisses.

A space of like, 1 second, but still. ]