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[deathdefied]

[So, in a strange and possibly mildly unfortunate chain of events, Itto may find one (1) bloody Overed sitting outside his window and tapping on the glass.

What do.]

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[godeatsgod]

It can be for just tonight, if you want.

[He's got a bit of a grin, though.]

Perhaps we shouldn't plan any further than tonight.

[deathdefied]

...You're a dangerous one, Itto Yasuhiro, and far too silver-tongued for your own good.

[But he's getting a cheek kiss anyway, because apparently those were compliments.]

[godeatsgod]

It has yet to lead me into a mess I have been unable to remove myself from. Let's pray my luck holds, shall we?

[Stroking her cheek, then, since sitting up makes her hair harder to get to.]

[deathdefied]

[Leaning into his hand!]

...Thank you.

[godeatsgod]

You're quite welcome.

[Maybe leaning in a little more, then.]

[deathdefied]

[Do you want kiss, Itto? because you get kiss, although it's a surprisingly chaste and sweet one, coming from Saoris.]

[godeatsgod]

[Well, that is a bit of a surprise, but he will do nothing to spoil the chasteness of this kiss, other than perhaps turn to face her a bit more.]

This is quite unlike you.

[deathdefied]

Mm...[Leaning her forehead against his.] I'm just--I'm glad. I don't know what I'd have done if you weren't here.

[godeatsgod]

You would have thought of something. You're a good deal more clever than you give yourself credit for, Saori.

[Getting his other arm around her, finally, then.]

[deathdefied]

Sure, but...it wouldn't really be the same. [Well, then, she'll tuck her head just under his chin, then. It's snuggles time.] I don't think I know how to make it clear just how...glad I am you're here.

[godeatsgod]

[Well she's getting pulled against his chest, then, which probably means at least partially into his lap.]

It's fine, Saori. You being safe is good enough for me.

[deathdefied]

[She's okay with laps. Laps are comfy.

...she may or may not have chosen to lick his neck in response to that, however.]

[godeatsgod]

Mm...

[That does get a full body shudder out of him. What? He's cold, she's warm, her tongue is warmer, after all.]

Careful. That may go further than you think.

[deathdefied]

I know precisely how far this can go, and if I'm already having to wear your clothes, why not make a night of it?

[Which is to say Saori has the best coping mechanisms for having nearly died, which are "never think about anything ever again".]

[godeatsgod]

I was trying to ascertain if you actually felt up to doing anything without outright asking as much.

[Though if she's going to be like that, he's going to just grab her ass through those thin boxers she's stolen.]

[deathdefied]

[Well, that gets a squeak out of her, and her biting at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. No one said she had to play fair about this.]

[godeatsgod]

[And that gets an audible gasp out of him! Turns out she's perhaps found one of his weaker spots. On the other hand, she's getting a tongue in the ear while he continues to slowly feel her up from behind.]