Two versions of the same one… playing with colors but we look great together, be it bright and hot or cool and soft. *grins*
More this weekend.
*sends a kiss with the pictures*
*drags her futon out into this space, curls up under the covers but leaves one side turned down*
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*comes to her space the following morning after an investigation that took longer than expected*
*notices the futon and looks at his watch*
*thinks: She’ll be up soon…*
*quickly undresses and slides in discreetly*
*grins thinking she’ll think he was there the whole night*
*stirs slightly*
*turns to wrap herself around him, one arm across his chest, hand resting on his shoulder, entwining her legs in his*
*nuzzles his neck and inhales his scent… registers a -fresh- cigarette smell* *thinks: he just got here…* *nibbles on his ear* *whispers* Hello, Hajime…
*blinks as she nibbles his ear*
*turns and kisses her forehead*
Good morning Hide. How about some breakfast?
*stifles a yawn*
*smiles at his kiss* Mmm… *pulls the bedding back, takes a moment to let her eyes linger on him* Sleep a little more while I get breakfast… *kisses him lightly before standing up and putting on her yukata* *takes his green one and sets it to the side*
I’ll be right back… *goes to the kitchen*
*comes back shortly with a tray with rice, miso soup, fried tofu, a rolled omelette, and pickles, along with tea and coffee* *sets it down and sits next to him*
*catches a wink of sleep but stirs when he hears footsteps*
*sits up*
This is what they call breakfast in bed?
*chuckles as he eyes the food and goes for the pickles first, then tofu and omelette*
I should come here more often, well as long as you cook for me.
*drinks his coffee and lights a cigarette*
Hai… what service, ne? *grins as she helps herself to the rice, miso and omelette and drinks her tea*
I’ll always feed you, remember? Breakfast, lunch, dinner… *shifts over to lean against his shoulder* *grins up at him* No matter what the time, I try to uphold to my -excellent- standards.
Did you get enough rest?
Yes you always do -everywhere- I am.
I’ll have to leave in an hour and report to Kawaji. You have two choices, make me a bento or drop in my office for a late lunch. *chuckles* Otherwise you’ll be in -default-.
*takes the chopsticks and holds up a pickle*
These are good for you in small quantities.
*tilts her head to the side, looks thoughtful, then smiles* I think… I’d rather come by and see you later. I’ll bring by something special.
*laughs* I’m not as adverse to those as our daughter so… *nods at the pickle and opens her mouth*
Well pickles are trifle things to force on her. *chuckles* But you, I demand complete submission…
*leans over, his face just inches from her, strokes her hair and grins*
*whispers* Something special? It better be… *nibbles on her earlobe* My what lovely hair Hide.
*takes something and tries to put it up but -fails-*
*pulls back and hands it to her*
Apparently I have no idea how to fix your hair.
*frowns*
*eats the pickles* -Complete- submission? *raises her eyebrows* Is this where you bring the handcuffs home some night? *grins*
*smiles as she sees the bow* Oh, Hajime… thank you. *watches as he tries with her hair and he frowns* Then let me show you…
Here… *takes his hand and guides it to the back of her hair. Leads it in combing it out, and then pulling a section apart and up* Now… take the bow and snap it around here… like this…
*runs her free hand through his hair, nudges his nose with hers* I’m quite fond of your hair… much less maintenance and these bangs…* *plays at trying to catch one in her mouth, barely missing each time*
Handcuffs… Scarves… and then some. But my favorite game is of course “Simon says”.
*vaguely pays attention to hair fixing as he finds it amusing how she’s choosing to play with his bangs*
You’re a bad teacher, distracting to say the -least-.
*dives in to nuzzle her neck, sucking until it left a mark. Finished, pulls back and inspects his work. Nods approvingly knowing it can’t easily be covered by her kimono*
“That” looks very well on you. *nods at the ribbon, eyes lingering on his “possesive mark”*
A bad teacher… secretary… nurse… *sighs* At least I have my other skills to fall back on. *grins, taking his arm to lightly suck at the skin on the inside of his wrist*
*looks down at the mark* *laughs* I do like the way your gifts look on me. *pulls down the neck of her kimono to make it more prominent, looks back at him*
So tell me more about this game… Simon Says? *raises her eyebrows*
A bad teacher… secretary… nurse… *
We’ll have to work on that…
*chuckles as she pulls down the edges of her kimono*
So tell me more about this game… Simon Says?
We’ve played it -before-. You were an -excellent- student as I recall… But for now Simon says he’s going to be late if he tarries here any longer.
*gives her one last kiss on the -forehead- and leaves the room, stops*
Simon says make sure to be there. He’ll leave the door -open-.
*exits*