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douze. [rl with kamina]

[ As silly as it was, Sheryl was feeling pretty cheery from that secret. She waited for Kamina by the front of her hotel, hoping that he'd actually wear appropriate clothing (i.e. a shirt) as she tapped her foot, humming to herself. This was a songwriting sort of mood. She was wearing her usual getup of aviators and a floppy hat; the sun had mostly set by now, but she liked being able to go around unrecognized. ]

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[he props himself up on his elbows and scrunches up his face in thought] So just go for it and see what works?

I hereby give you license to go for it!

[let it be known that sheryl is now his favorite forever and ever. with this permission, he does finally grasp and massage hopes and dreams, albeit gently and with an unsure face. bless him, he's trying.]

[ bless his cotton socks, he really is. It's not his fault that boob groping by itself is fairly unsexy and it's really more of a mental thing than anything else. ]

[pretty much, but it must have worked some. he's got THE FIRE back in his eyes. he can do this. they are just boobs.

hurr, awesome, he's touching boobs.

no, no, back to the matter at hand. this will be awesome. he straightens up to kiss her properly, reaching underneath her shirt to map out the rest of her with his fingers and this time, she will most definitely be able to tell what he's doing.]

[ She smiles into the kiss-- okay, she's a little amused, but it's the good sort that comes from him being so entirely Kamina-- and wraps her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer ]

[all he can ask for is that she not laugh at his slowness. okay? okay.

it's getting difficult to split his concentration between kissing and his hands so he gives up on the latter to fully focus on the former, rubbing circles on the small of her back instead. he breaks it off to kiss her forehead, the tip of her nose, the curve of her shoulder, the point of her collarbone where neck and shoulder meet. he mutters something unintelligible and if she were to ask him later, it's not like he could tell her. thinking? what is that?]

[ Not something necessary right now, that's for sure. She lets out a bit of a gasp when he kisses her collarbone, tangling one hand in his hair as the other slips down the back of his shirt ]

[FINALLY, A CLUE AS TO WHAT TO DO, YESSSS

therefore, he will jump on this chance like none other because how often is he going to get the upper hand in this relationship? yeah. that's what i thought. he skirts around her collarbone and up the side of her neck, pausing below her jawline to see what'll happen there.]

[ NOT THAT OFTEN, THAT'S FOR SURE. And what will happen is she'll tilt her head up invitingly, and maybe even scrape her nails on his back a bit ]

[WHY CAN'T HE WEAR THE PANTS. o-oh. this is not as planned. in a good away. he grunts and rolls his hips once (instinct, really), his fingers losing some of their grip as he takes that invitation a bit farther. he's a fast learner, for better or worse.]

[ Oh, it's pretty clear it's instinct, so she doesn't tell him off, just shifts up a bit so she's mostly kneeling on the ground instead of mostly sitting on him. She doesn't stop him from kissing her, but she does say teasingly (and with remarkable poise for how flushed her face is ] Don't you know how hard it is to hide hickeys?

[he laughs deep in his throat and answers in between kisses] Nope, you'll have to tell me.

Telling is so boring! [ Kamina if you had any brain left at this moment you'd probably know where she's going with this ]

[surprisingly, yes, he does. shock and awe.] So show me.

Well-- Don't ruin the surprise!

[does stop kissing to lean back and just grin all smug like, hair a mess, almost out of breath, and blushing some.

mmm.

oh. mun sensibilities, CARRYING ON NOW

ball is in your court, sheryl.]

[ it's all right, Sheryl agrees. And to maintain at least some of the element of surprise, rather than attacking him ferociously like he probably suspected, she leans forward and starts to nip teasingly at one of his ears ]

[a clever plan indeed. what little air left in his lungs is in the process of vacating at a rapid pace with each bite.] O-oi....

"Oi," what? [ said basically right into his ear, enjoy those shivers ]

[and many shivers were had that day. also, no talking; he's kind of at her mercy now.]

So that means I win this one, right~?

[nodnod. the first in a long string of anticipated victories, it seems.]

[ she kisses him on the temple before standing up ] I'm going to go put my pyjamas on.

[he nods in mute compliance. it's only after his brain catches up with the situation that he asks only one question.] Where's your shower thing?

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