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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?"

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[masakados]

[Yes, well, to Naoki she's as light as anything--

So he pulls her in juuust a bit closer than he probably needs to hold her as he hurries along to his apartment, smile lingering.]

[flaredo]

[ Like she minds. By the time they reach his apartment, she's already snuggling against his chest. ]

[masakados]

[This was a great idea after all--

He has to shift an arm slightly to dig out his key from his pocket, but he's still ducking his head to brush a kiss along her cheek as he opens up the door as best he can.]

[flaredo]

You're a lot better than heels. [ Murmured softly, whimsically-- this is her new favorite method of transportation, she's decided. ]

[masakados]

Thanks. I don't think I'm as fashionable, though.

[He manages to get the door open, twists to nudge it open with his back and step inside. Well, since he's still got her in his arms, he'll even bring her right over to a chair (after kicking the door shut).]

[flaredo]

You definitely are right now.

[ Seriously, he's hot. ]

But we're gonna do something about that.

[masakados]

[Naoki's leaning down to set her on the couch, bracing himself with one arm just behind her once he does.]

Now?

[--he sounds a little expectant.]

[flaredo]

[ Yang's got to laugh, reaching for his tie to reel him in for a long, luxurious kiss-- before she leans back, bright-eyed. ]

Now.

[masakados]

[When she leans back, Naoki looks dazed--and his knee's propped against the couch next to her, leaning over her still.]

Hang on just a... there.

[He'll definitely fall if he doesn't sit so settles next to her, hand shifting about her waist.]

[flaredo]

I missed you. [ And Yang actually looks a little rueful, getting to work on his tie with quick, nimble movements of her fingers. ]

I mean, I didn't get to spend as much time as I wanted...

[masakados]

[Naoki lifts his chin as she starts at his tie. He hums quietly, sweeping his hand up along her side.]

I missed you too. [He was happy for the time they did grab together, but... Still.] So I'm extra glad that you're here right now.

[flaredo]

Where else would I be? [ And she grins at him now, working the knot free and getting that tie loose, to let it slip between her fingers. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki sighs softly in relief, stretching his neck a little from side to side... and he raises his hand up to her hair. He pushes his fingers into it, to start working it loose.]

Somewhere where you wouldn't have me messing up your hair? [He ducks his head a little to do what he'd wanted to earlier, kiss at the base of her neck.]

[flaredo]

I'd have to let it down eventually, anyway. [ And like this, she can close her eyes, breathing out a sigh of contentment. His lips are a welcome pressure against her skin, his fingers just as much. ]

[masakados]

[And this way, he gets to help with it, so all the better--

Once Naoki sees her eyes close, he's moving, leaning in to press their lips together. His fingers pluck gently at where her hair is held, coaxing it loose bit by bit from the bottom up.]

GO TO BED

[flaredo]

[ Yang's fingers automatically seek out his shoulders, curling into the fabric still covering them (and she'll have to take care of that too) as she sinks into the kiss. She can feel her hair start to come loose, little tendrils tickling her neck. And if he's this slow and deliberate, he might be at it for awhile.

Which she also doesn't mind. ]

fiiiiine

[masakados]

[Any excuse to keep her here longer--

His other hand settles against her knee as he leans closer to her, a muffled sound sighed out to her lips. It doesn't take her pressing for a deeper kiss this time for him to seek one out, an the pressure of his tongue against her lower lip insistent.]

[flaredo]

[ So he's gotten a little bolder-- good. There's a very soft sound of approval, made a bit louder when Yang parts her lips to greet his tongue with hers.

From the feel of her enthusiasm, she's been craving this all night. ]

[masakados]

[Bit by bit-- and he's been dying to do this for a while too.

There's a telling shiver, a prickling warmth heating Naoki's stomach at that soft sound. His fingers pluck loose more of her hair, sliding up through it as his tongue drags over hers in a slick slide.]

[flaredo]

[ Now this... this feels amazing, and Yang is already fighting back a groan, kneading his shoulders like a highly pleased cat. Although it's hard to concentrate enough to work on his suit, and it feels like forever when she pulls back (in all likelihood, only a couple of minutes). ]

You're distracting, geez--

[ And she totally looks like she wants that to keep happening, honestly. But-- ]

I can't help you like that, you know.

[masakados]

[Naoki's laugh is breathless, smile pleased, his hand working up higher to work the next bit of her hair loose. He toys with already-freed strands of hair, watching her.]

I'll try to be a little less distracting.

[Try. And only a bit.]

[flaredo]

A little, huh... can I hold you to that?

[ Her hands will be sliding down his shoulders to divest him of his jacket, down to his wrists-- and then up and over to his chest now, smoothing over the material. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki's shoulders roll to help with his jacket, feeling a rush of heat threatening to surge up to his face-- ah, why is he starting to feel shy now?

Maybe because it's just in this moment that he's struck by the intimacy of it.]

Mmhm. [He leans in, to press a kiss to her shoulder.]

[flaredo]

I'll trust you, then. [ And her shoulder is warm, the skin nonetheless forming goosebumps when he draws back. Yang's definitely soaking in the intimacy, taking her sweet time undoing the buttons on his shirt and letting her fingers graze skin as she gains access to more of it. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki mms softly when her fingers actually touch-- it's far from the first time she has, but when the touches come in-between the slow unbuttoning of his shirt...

He shivers, turns more toward her, taking his own time undoing her hair pin by pin, piece by piece. His mouth presses to the front of her neck next, a kiss that catches her skin between his lips, touching another one to the side of her neck.]