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[ yes, she's definitely right there -- god but she's a terrific fuck, spicy and lovely and no strings attached even if he's become fond of her and her ways.

he's refilling the stew, raising his brow at her question. ]

I'm not. [ he doesn't need the money, what with nearly constantly filling chroma levels. ] I've got the bookstore. And I'd rather not have to take orders for awhile.

[ If only Yuzuriha could read minds... she’d agree to all those things — she really is one of a kind. ]

In that case start giving me some recommendations. I can’t promise I’ll actually read any but it’ll be a good excuse to come visit~ [ ugh... quickie in the back of a musty old bookstore, anyone!?

She props an elbow to the table once her bowl of stew is empty, resting her chin against the back of her hand as she still holds her spoon. The Cordis moon surely did bless her in the ability of eating quickly (amongst other things). ]

Well I get wanting to have a breather. I can’t really say I’ve had someone of authority who I took seriously but... I’m not gonna act like this place isn’t a nice change of pace. [ A downcast gaze and split second later, Yuzuriha already feels like she’s said too much. Hardly even scratching the surface of how she feels, her lips immediately spread into a grin before she tilts her head one way. ] But you’ll let me order you around a little, right? Right~? If you say no I’ll cry — uwah...

[ sniff sniff... ]

You just want to come and see if I'll fuck you there.

[ kogami drawls, point blank -- he can practically read you, bb, and the profound lack of interest in books. he's taking the bowls away when she's done, shaking his head at her sweetly melodramatic spin on things. but what he doesn't miss, naturally, is that one little thing she lets slip, the thing that's not brazenly playful like the others.

yuzu does this sometimes, and kogami is sure to collect them carefully; after all, they're precious, shedding light on what she's experienced, the things she's endured. ]

And that's a no on that one, too. [ he says briskly, rinsing the bowls before setting them aside. ] Besides, don't you already order everyone else around?

[ Her mouth drops, brows raised as she feigns being insulted. ] I would not! But hey -- whatever happens you can't say that it's not your fault, too.

[ He needs to take responsibility! She's fully aware that she just has the DTF vibe™ that makes everyone go crazy... but it's not like they're acting out of their own accord? Kogami is a man who takes what he wants because it's a decision he's made on his own, at least that's what she perceives; without the influence of others. ]

Oh boo. Fine. But only because you're right.

[ She gets up from her chair, steps silent she moves closer towards him. Her hands place themselves on his shoulders, leaning forward and pressing her chest against his back as her voice becomes sweet and languid; teasing. ] So that means you'll tell me how you wanna do it today, daddy~? ♡

[ oh, definitely. kogami definitely decides to take what he wants, when he wants it -- it's just that teasing yuzu is so gratifying that he can rarely ever resist. there's a gleam of mischief in his eye when he turns back to the dishes, smiling to himself.

he expects it, when she plasters herself to his back, honey-sweet and full of promise. it does things to him, the way she's so close and warm, when she teases just so, and oh, he's only just a man. he makes a soft tsking sound, finally wiping his hands on the towel and turning around, an arm snaking around her waist. ]

How many times did I tell you not to call me that? Go take a shower, and I'll see about joining you in there.

That's a good question~ But it doesn't really matter if you answer, right?

[ It's subtle, but the chroma flow between the two of them causes a warm sensation to stir in the pit of her stomach. Familiar and yet exciting, Yuzuriha doesn't hesitate to show that in her smile; mischievous and wanting. Hands draping down to his chest before lightly pushing back. ]

Don't keep me waiting too long, 'kay?

[ She parts with another kiss to his cheek. Moving towards the bathroom and peeling her clothes off, leaving a purposeful trail for him to ~~pick up~~follow to the bathroom. A shower sounds incredibly appealing, and the moment she turns the shower and steps under the water there's a sigh of relief -- pulling her hair down, muscles relaxing and face growing red under the warmth. ]

[ it feels familiar by now, the way they move together -- yuzuriha is an enigma, mercurial and playful, but her desire is written in her eyes, the heat of it curling in his stomach the way the chroma generated does.

he cleans up and goes to her in due course, picking her clothes up with a quiet sigh and shedding his own neatly, setting both aside on the nearest chair. when he slides the door to the shower open, steam practically wafting out, he's entirely naked. here, he doesn't have to pretend it's much more than what it is: two adults simply enjoying each other, the prized human connection.

large hands come to rest briefly on her hips, and he's reaching for the soap, ever thoughtful. the gel is cold on his hand, and he gets it good and wet before he's roaming the lines of her body, the shape and curve of her, the way he's come to know her intimately these past couple of weeks. ]

Let me.

[ She expects the door to slide open and to see him nude, lips tugging into a familiar smile as he joins her in the shower. The familiar sensation of his hands sending a shiver down her spine, the slight difference in temperature enough to allow a sigh to slip past her lips; slow and languid. ]

I probably smell a bit like alcohol, right? Sorry~

[ Her back to his chest, she allows him the leisure to roam every part of her body that he can reach. His hands far more larger than her own, mapping every curve, Yuzuriha dips in angle to assist him, purring with content as one hand reaches back to cradle the back of his neck. ]

It's not fair that your hands feel this good.

Stop complaining.

[ he teases yuzuriha playfully, feeling the way she relaxes into him, her sleek body molding against his as soap-slick hands slide up her ribs, up and over her full, heavy breasts, pinching lightly at her nipples.

it's a familiar dance with her; when one source of hunger is sated, it's time for the other. his cock, nestled nicely between both cheeks of her ass, is comfortable. with the shower head just turned off, he gently tips her head toward his, lips teasing lightly at her jaw. ]

How much did you drink?

[ She flinches, expecting his movements and arching her back as his thumb and index fingers come together to pinch her nipples. Yuzuriha gasps, sighing sweetly as the warmth of his cock heavy against the cleft of her ass sends shivers of electricity down her spine. She wishes she could put her arms all around him, but for the time being she'll settle with this position.

One hand moves to cradle his jaw, lips tugged into a smile. ]

I got here with no problem, so not a whole lot --

[ She gyrates her hips, allowing Kogami's cock to slip between her thighs. The shaft sliding across the lips of her arousal that in turn manages to pull a subtle sigh to slip through her teeth. Turning her head ever so slightly to press a chaste kiss to his lips. ] But forget it -- Don't you want me?

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