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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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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.]

[flaredo]

[ Yang breathes out a sigh, and it's perhaps more of a wistful sound than she'd planned, but she can't help it-- not when his mouth is finally on her and it's calling up heat, starting on her neck and creeping up to bloom in her face. It's not a blush, exactly, but it's a warmth she welcomes and tries to leave with him when she finally gets his shirt undone.

... And promptly parts it, resting her palm on his chest. ]

You look pretty good like this too, Naoki.

[masakados]

[Naoki's turned in close to her, his fingers slowing, because he's almost run out of hair to take down. When he speaks, it's with his mouth opening against her neck, warmly amused:] And it probably feels better too, right?

[He knows he likes it, her hand flush to his skin.

And then, Naoki pushes forward, slipping both of his hands around her back and pulling her into his arms, a snug embrace.]

[flaredo]

[ She can feel the weight of her hair settling in its proper place, but before she can respond, agree that skin-to-skin is so much better, his hands pull her in and suddenly she's flush against him.

Which is also fine. It's great, and Yang laughs as she moves her other arm around him, her hand still against his heart as she turns her head to nuzzle his cheek. ]

About as good as this feels.

[masakados]

[He's grinning at her laugh, his hand sweeping down her back, fingers dragging over the material of her dress.]

It is nice, huh? I was thinking about getting this close when we danced before.

[But he didn't because self-control!]

[flaredo]

I think if you had, we might've been the center of attention preeeeeetty quickly.

[ Not that she would have minded, but this side of Naoki is something she's okay with keeping for herself. She's also humming encouragingly as his hand moves-- seriously, she'd never known she'd like his touch this much. ]

[masakados]

And that right there's why I didn't do it.

[It worked out. After all, he gets to be this close to her now without worrying about looks or attention from anyone--besides Yang, of course, whose attention he wants all of. He nuzzles right under one of her ears, giving it a playful nip.]

[flaredo]

That's what times like this are-- [ for, she means to say, but that nip stops her short with a quietly strangled sound, and she squirms just a bit. Further in his arms. ]

[masakados]

--for? [He's so helpful, offering that in a low voice, somehow tight. Maybe that's because he wasn't expecting the sound she made. He's breathing against her earlobe, his arms tightening to (also very helpfully) help her closer.]

[flaredo]

... for. [ And Yang sounds slightly dazed, her hand on his chest moving to rest on the slightly broader mark not far above it. ] You're being irresistible again, demon lord.

[masakados]

[She'll hear Naoki's sharply indrawn breath next to her ear, but he doesn't move, either-- He can feel warmth gathering quickly under where she touches, aware of her as he is.]

Whoops. [One day, that'll go right to his head.] I'll try to tone it down.

[flaredo]

In public, at least. [ She almost sounds huffy, even as she learns the sweeping lines of this particular tattoo, mapping it with her fingers distractedly. She can hear the effect it has on him-- and she's growing to enjoy it, even though she'll keep the touching fairly light, chaste. ]

Do you have any idea how hard it was not to do anything to you tonight?

[masakados]

[Naoki's laugh next to her ear is thin, breathy, and the skin under her fingers trembles minutely as she traces it. Though light, it leaves that electric feeling and lingering heat.]

...Mm-mm. [His head moves in a tiny shake.] Were you trying not to drag me off somewhere too?

[Naoki'd thought about it.]

[flaredo]

... Yeah. I figured... [ It's her turn for a laugh, rubbing her fingers into his skin. ] Nat might not like it if I disappeared during her birthday party. And I wouldn't have done that to her or Ruby, anyway.

[ But damn had she been tempted. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki squirms slightly-- but he kisses her ear more lightly, affectionately, this time around.]

Yeah. I wouldn't have wanted to take you away like that.

[And, in an amused tone:] I think I would've gotten in trouble, too.

[flaredo]

You definitely would have. [ But because the edge is off of the heat shared between them, Yang will just tickle a bare patch of skin playfully. ] I had to make sure Natalia wasn't going to hunt you down and traumatize you, as it was.