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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]

Nothing! [an automatic reply, punctuated by another laugh.] No, maybe us? I dunno, I'm just happy.

[And relieved and he's turning his face slightly into her kisses.]

[flaredo]

All it took was a good cuddle session, huh...

[ Well, not like she's much better. For all of her ribbing, she's still trying to snuggle in closer. ]

[masakados]

Don't underestimate 'em.

[With a playful grumble, but he looks at her with soft eyes and drags his fingers up. His index finger strokes along, tracing the shape of her cheek.]

[flaredo]

I never underestimate cuddles.

[ It's tempting to close her eyes, and she tilts her head a bit-- but she doesn't want to stop watching him either. ]

[masakados]

[She's going to make him shy, watching him like that. At least, when he notices, he's very absorbed in touching her and looking at her. Like he's reconfirming that she's there.]

They're pretty amazing.

[Lifting his gaze, he blinks at her eyes... and then he snuggles in, resting his head down against her shoulder.]

[flaredo]

And they actually seem to put you to sleep.

[ Her hand drifts back upwards, to stroke through his hair. He hardly sleeps, as is. ]

[masakados]

I'm not going to sleep, [murmured.]

It'd be a waste right now. [And he'd much rather be clingy with her at this moment.]

[flaredo]

You say that, but I'd still be here either way.

[masakados]

I know, but I can't talk to you if I'm asleep.

[With a quirk of his lips as he nuzzles her shoulder.]

[flaredo]

... You make a good point. We're behind on our talking.

[ And a light hair ruffle, too. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki narrows his eyes at the ruffling, playfully, before he shimmies in closer, his fingers sneaking down to her sides.]

And everything else, too.

[flaredo]

[ Where are those fingers heading, mister-- ]

'Everything else' kind of sounds like a lot, doesn't it? Where do we start?

[masakados]

We could start here--

[He digs his fingers into her sides, grinning widely.]

[flaredo]

[ There's a sudden yelp of startled laughter; Yang apparently wasn't expecting this, and after so long of not being able to really feel, the tickling feels more intense. ]

H-hey!

[masakados]

[Naoki's grin widens.] I figure this'll wake us up from napping ideas, don't you? [TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE]

[flaredo]

Better be prepared, then-- [ Because even though she's laughing, her hands are going right for his ribs. ]

[masakados]

Uguah-- [A strangled noise, half-laugh and half-protest and he's flinching ticklishly before she even touches him. Shh.]

Hey, I deserve this, you know. You even told your sister I'm ticklish.

[UNFAIR.]

[flaredo]

Sisterly obligation. Besides, I didn't tell her how amazing your laugh is or how irresistible you look when you're squirming and all flushed...

[ Which is why she's seeking out his armpits next. He started it. ]

[masakados]

Thanks for tha--ah--hahaha--

[He's dissolving into laughter (not understanding what's amazing about it), squirming with his own hands faltering at her sides.]

[flaredo]

What's the matter, Naoki? Are you a little sensitive today?

[ Yang sounds positively saccharine, grinning up a storm as she keeps tickling. Yep, she loves his laugh. ]

[masakados]

I'm no--t--!

[He is and it's obvious... Sensation is an amazing thing, okay, especially after, in that place, they experienced losing it.

He's not thinking about that, though, he's thinking about squirming away from her.]

[flaredo]

[ Nope, she's moving her body to try and pin him, one hand grasping one of his. ]

You were squealing before I even touched you, you know.

[masakados]

[Naoki's mouth gapes and he gives her an affronted look.]

I don't squeal. [And if you'll excuse him, he's not letting himself be pinned, nope. Not today.]

[flaredo]

Really? Was it more of a really loud, distressed giggle?

[ That's fine, she can wrestle. HOLD STILL, YOU. ]

[masakados]

It wasn't either of those.

[DETERMINED, he's not going to hold still! In fact, he's going to catch his leg around hers and grip.]