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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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[flaredo]

Nope, not forgiven.

[ Except he is, but she can pretend to be mad, just to make him sweat a little. ]

[masakados]

[How quickly we forget he can sense that--]

Ah... [But he's going along with it.] C'mon, Yangggg.

[flaredo]

[ SHH, even Yang can forget he's a magical feeling-sensing twinkie sometimes-- ]

Nope. [ And she lets that 'p' pop a little, pursing her lips. ]

[masakados]

What do I have to do to earn your forgiveness?

[He sighs and squeezes his arms around her, nuzzling her cheek imploringly...]

[flaredo]

If I told you, that'd be cheating.

[ Like nuzzling is cheating. ]

[masakados]

Guess I'll just have to figure it out on my own, then.

[MORE NUZZLING IT IS]

[flaredo]

That's right! You've gotta take responsibility!

[masakados]

Lemme know when I'm forgiven. [Until then... he's just going to kiss all over her face.]

[flaredo]

[ This goof. Yang crinkles her nose to mask a smile, turning her head in a playful attempt to dodge his lips. ]

I'll think about it--

[masakados]

Hey now. I'm trying to earn my forgiveness here.

[And she's making it difficult... sigh. Very tragic. He pushes out his lips slightly in a little pout before going after her neck, next.]

[flaredo]

[ He's not allowed to pout-- but Yang doesn't move in time, and his lips will brush her neck. She stills then, as though it's surprised her.

But no, really, she just likes his mouth there. Sensitive or not. Even if her scarf is mainly in the way. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki pauses as well when she stills, glancing up at her curiously. His finger hooks in the material of her scarf, pulling it down enough so he can nuzzle his nose right into her skin (not to mention his lips), eyes half-closing.]

[flaredo]

[ Ah, there's a breathy noise. Yang closes her eyes, briefly. There you go. That's the spot. ]

[masakados]

...Forgiven? [Naoki's voice is soft, muffled... amused.]

[flaredo]

... I guess so.

[ Considering she's massaging lazy circles into his back, yeah. ]

[masakados]

[Naoki starts chuckling into her neck. Cute.]

Guess, she says, when she wasn't actually mad. [Ah, yes, of course he's teasing about the her forgetting his emotion-sensing thing. Honestly, he's pretty happy about that.]

[flaredo]

Hey-- oh. Right. [ YEAH, SHE TOTALLY FORGOT.

There's a very small huff anyway, and a reprimanding tickle to a side. ]

[masakados]

[Well, she gets a yeep kind of sound and ticklish flinch so.

Perhaps that will soothe her.]

[flaredo]

Done gloating?

[ Eeeeh? ]

[masakados]

...Since I'm afraid of your tickling wrath, I'm gonna say yeah.

[He closes his eyes. Ah-- her emotions are so warm like always, though...]

[flaredo]

[ She grins, bringing her palms back to his back to rub there. ]

You're such a smart boyfriend.

[masakados]

I'd just say experienced.

[With Yang. Yangsperienced. But he lifts his back slightly toward her hands with an encouraging sound.]

[flaredo]

It can be both.

[ But first, she's going to keep stroking her palms over his back, nice and slow. Proper cuddle time now. ]

[masakados]

Trying to relax me?

[It's said after a long pause, as Naoki slowly loosens and relaxes more.]

[flaredo]

Mm-hm. Is it working?

[ So honest. ]