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[shesgotguts]

house #1490
husband ❧ daughter ❧ son
sister ☆ daughter ☆ nope ☆ no way

owner of Good Golly, Miss Holly!
principal's assistant at Altaciere High School
member of the Holly Heights Welcoming Committee

"Your queen, Milly Ashford, isn't here right now, so feel free to leave a message!! She'll have a servant get back to you ASAP!"

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[shesgotguts]

[she's got half a mind to take his hand and put it on her ass, but that would ruin the moment and end this dance of theirs. he can do it himself, eventually. her focus returns to him, and his expression, smiling gently up at him, far too pleased with all of his reactions.

she laughs lightly, and taps her fingers against his back, keeping her voice sweet and soft.] Or else what? And what if I order you to tell me what to do? What then~?

[she'd probably ask more questions, but his lips so close to hers shut her up. like a sunflower stretching towards light, she tilts her head up towards him, holding her breath as she parts her lips ever so slightly.]

[gorillatama]

Seppuku or a muzzle or something, I guess?

[But his tone isn't confused, no, not in that dopey way he usually is. Kondo's distracted, overly distracted by the play of moonlight on that swan's neck of hers, on the plump lips mere inches from his own, and ripe, so ripe for the taking if he just moves a little more...

All of a sudden a yawn nearly cracks his jaw open and consequently cracks his mouth over hers once that fat mouth closes with a click of teeth behind his lips, not enough to bite, but enough to make an embarrassing noise in the dead of this night.

All the more for it, he parts his mouth and brushes his bottom lip against hers.]

[shesgotguts]

Mm... I don't like either of those. I'll really only pout if you don't listen to me.

[or beat him into submission, but that's for another day.

milly can't help but laugh at the yawn, ducking her head for a moment as she giggles, but she's back with him soon enough, eyes shut as she finds his lips with hers, though barely. they're so close (to what? so much.) but she doesn't move towards him, whispering against his mouth.]

You didn't answer me, Isao... What if I order you to tell me what to do?

[gorillatama]

You sure? I figured you'd get my handcuffs...

[And then he's grinning again to accompany her giggles, smiles into her mouth and hums against her, fingers curled around the small of her back. They softly explore the expanse of fabric, barely there, that covers her waist.

Kondo peeeeers at her lips when she speaks:]

I guess I'd....I'd follow them. If you want me to. Yeah?