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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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[masakados]

Laughing? I'm not laughing. That's undignified. [SCHOOLING HIMSELF INTO A STRAIGHT FACE.]

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[flaredo]

Then you're undignified every day.

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[masakados]

Oof. Hit me harder right where it hurts, why don't you. [Just grind your fist against his bruises or something!! Naoki tosses her shirt off over his shoulder, shaking his head.]

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[flaredo]

Well, if you're in the mood for pain, I can always bite.

[ IF YOU'D LIKE. ]

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[masakados]

...

[Well, now he's blushing and ducking his head. He lost his chance already for a flippant OH SURE, YANG, GO AHEAD IF YOU WANT.]

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[flaredo]

... [ SHE'S GRINNING LIKE A LITTLE SHIT. ]

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[masakados]

...Stop looking so pleased with yourself. [GRUMBLING.]

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[flaredo]

Stop making it so easy for me, then.

[ His shameless, topless girlfriend... ]

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[masakados]

[Naoki would grumble more but, indeed, topless girlfriend is hard to grumble at. He steps closer to her instead, his palms settling against her hips.]

I don't make it easy, you're just good at it.

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[flaredo]

And you still haven't built up a tolerance. [ As she leans in, lightly grazing her teeth against his shoulder. ]

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[masakados]

I'm not sure if I'm ever gonna build up a tolerance.

[He sweeps his fingers around her hips to her stomach, slowly following up over her skin.]

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[flaredo]

That's fine. It's more fun [ for her ] if you don't.

[ Punctuated by a playful little wriggle, because of course she's still sensitive to his touch. ]

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[masakados]

Oh, sure, more fun, [mumbled, as Naoki's gaze is directed distractedly down, preoccupied with touching, hands sliding up over her chest, up to her collarbone.]

For who, exactly?

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[flaredo]

For both of us. I mean, it's sort of a turn-on for you, isn't it?

[ Be honest, Naoki. ]

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[masakados]

[Naoki's cheeks flare red and his hands pause, resting lightly on Yang's shoulders. He peeks at her.]

...Maybe. [He'll be honest.]

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[flaredo]

Maybe? You really seem to like it when I talk to you... [ About Things. ]

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[masakados]

[...Yang knows him too well. Not that it's a bad thing.]

You just want me to say that, don't you? [this isn't even embarrassment, now he's just being shy.]

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[flaredo]

Maybe a little.

[ Yes. ]

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[masakados]

[Naoki heaves a little sigh as though this is very!! troubling!!! But then he leans in, pressing his mouth to her ear, smudging a kiss there before he says:] Then, yeah. I do like when you talk to me.

[He steps closer, pressing against her, shivering faintly at skin-to-skin contact.]

I like your voice.

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[flaredo]

It'll be hard for me to kiss you and talk at the same time.

[ But she's already lifting her arms to wrap around his neck, pressing herself closer to him as her voice turns slightly husky. ]

But I like a challenge.

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[masakados]

I know you do.

[Naoki shivers-- subtle, but pretty much there. Call it a result of her voice and the way she presses herself closer to him.]

I believe that you'll rise to meet it. [He leans in.]

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[flaredo]

I'm glad you've got so much faith in me.

[ So have a kiss as a reward. ]

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[masakados]

Well, you know, who else but you.

[He murmurs happily as he leans into her kiss, returning it briefly before he raises his eyebrows at her.] Guess we should get the rest of these clothes off so you can help me clean, huh?

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[flaredo]

Unless you want my shorts getting wet... [ And no sex. ]

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[masakados]

[And now there's a drawn-out, thoughtful pause...]