ic; god that was strange to see you again

[shirasaki]

( puts mamoru being cute here because i can )

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[tsushima]

[She grinned against his lips as she felt his hand brush across her chest. Although she certainly liked taking the lead, she didn't want him to just lie there like he was tolerating it, she needed that response. Feeling his lips respond to her caused the faint throbbing sensation below her abdomen to increase. She barely knew any more than he did. All she knew was how to keep their teeth from scraping together. (and how to keep someone from cutting their lip on the other's teeth like what had happened last time.)

He was warm and soft, and just so gentle that it put a distinct yearning in her heart. somehow despite all of the hardship he had been forced to endure. No matter what happened to him, he never became calloused, his heart was always open and trusting. Everything about him made her want to protect him, to make sure that nothing in the world could ever corrupt or harm him. He was still beautiful, with hope that things would always work out in the end.

With his zipper finally undone, she let her hands trail lingeringly over the thin fabric of his shirt. While he certainly still had his baby face, years working in Section 4 had left him hardened in other ways. She placed her hands against his collar bones gently caressing and pushing his coat off his shoulders. Not wanting to go too fast so that he could still catch up. She hoped that he could infer that everything she was doing to him, she wished he'd do for her. She adjusted her position, arcing her back and making room for him to respond. Her hands caressed his shoulders and she let out a little moan before breaking briefly for air. Letting her eyes flutter open to see his face.]

[shirasaki]

[ Mamoru doesn't realise it, but he's just gaping at her for a moment. The moment Kiraki breaks contact just enough for both of them to take a breath, moves away just enough to see his face, Mamoru's mouth is definitely just hanging open for a moment. Her hand moving across his shirt, their legs still completely entangled, that moan against his lips.. how is he supposed to react any other way to that? It's already enough to try wrapping his mind around the fact that he's lying here so close to her on the bed - that he's doing this with Kiraki, a girl he thought was dead only a little while ago. A girl he used to laugh and joke with, who he had dinner together with plenty of times, who was always like a bright light in his life -- had he already been feeling this way for her all this time?

The thought passes through his mind as he finally moves to start unzipping her coat as well, pushing it off her shoulders a little already when it's open a bit before tugging on the zipper more. But the more he opens it, the more he suddenly realises what she's wearing under her coat. He figured it'd just be something fairly normal like he's wearing under it, not something so.. tight.

Not to mention the point he realises it is when his hands are already moving across her waist. Mamoru sure doesn't pull back his hands, but it might be more because he's frozen like a deer in the headlights of a truck than because he's just instantly okay with this situation. And with both of their eyes open, it's very likely she'll notice the way his face turns red once more. ]

Kiraki, you're..

[ .. wearing.. that..?? Under your coat??? ?? HOw does he dEAL???

Apparently today is just awkward boner day for Mamoru. All the way. Nothing could make this worse. (If only he knew.) ]

[yuurikaito]

[Kaito walked down the hall way with his holo-drive clutched tightly to his chest. Ariga had been gone from him and Mamiya's room(off to take advantage of Kiraki's absence in her and Umie's room. Although Ariga didn't tell anyone about that), so after doing one of his favourite vulnerability checks, he had gone to his friend's room who was eager to hear what else he had learned about the veritable fortress of a firewall that protected this school.]

He was eager to tell Mamoru all about it too. He had seemed a little distressed after the joint briefing. While he certainly had the answer in front of him, as usual he simply chose to...ignore that factor.

He pushed the door open.]
Mamoru, Mamoru are you here?

[His eyes shot open when he saw them. Mamoru was lying there, jacket half off with...with...that woman wrapped around him.

He had known that she was alive for a while now. It was one of the first things he had learned when he started hacking Section 5.

It had never occurred to him to tell him. She had only ever been a nuisance.

Mamoru... He began, his voice quivering. What is she doing here?