Amiko Kobayashi (hotlittlehands) wrote,
@ 2011-11-02 06:54:00

"What do you want for dinner, Keiji?" Amiko asked as her very warm hands kneaded into his back. After another training workout, she was insisting that he relax.

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	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 09:18 am UTC (link)
	He had been on edge since their mission to the lost village. It had brought up memories he had rather left forgotten. It caused him to train constantly as an outlet. However, for the moment, Amiko's hands brought him out of his dark train of thought. "I don't know, Amiko-chan. What do we have?" (Reply to this)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 09:21 am UTC (link)
	"Soup. Some leftover noodle dishes. Eggs... I make a fairly good omlette." Her hands linger on the tendons in the back of his neck, on the base of his skull. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 09:25 am UTC (link)
	"Omlette?" He asked a little dreamily, her fingers easing out the tension. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 09:26 am UTC (link)
	"I'll make you one, my love, as soon as I can bear to take my hands off of you." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 09:30 am UTC (link)
	He chuckles a little. "Well I can't see any reason to complain. The last couple days have been trying, and touch is most welcome, love." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 09:34 am UTC (link)
	An affirming sound as her hands work down either side of his spine, and she leans to press a quick kiss to the back of his shoulder. Eventually, when she's satisfied with her progress and his relaxation, she'll get up and cross to the kitchenette, still talking to him. "It has been trying. But you've managed well, Keiji. You know that, right?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 09:37 am UTC (link)
	He's a little disappointed when she stops, but at least he was relaxed now. "I believe so. It was just..very unsettling. And..familiar," he confessed. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 09:38 am UTC (link)
	"...Familiar woud not have been the word I used, I admit," she says as she begins to prepare, the air starting to sizzle a little with eggs and meet and vegetables. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 09:42 am UTC (link)
	"When I was little, shortly after my mother disappeared, a rival of my then-lord, Junirchiro-sama, attempted to weaken him by getting rid of his 'pet weapon'." Keiji maintains a stoic facade, though inwardly he cringed. "My lord's enemy used magic to bind demonic spirits to dolls and sent them to kill me while I slept." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 09:45 am UTC (link)
	...The entire hand organization cannot collapse likea house of cards fast enough for Amiko's taste. "...Oh, Keiji. What happened?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

clawed_progeny
2011-11-02 01:23 pm UTC (link)

"I didn't hear them approach, but I felt them when they began to claw at me." He swallows. "I was used to fighting men, these..things unnerved me." By unnreved he meant terrified, but couldn't bring himself to admit it. "I..I screamed. Thank whatever gods there might be Shinsuke had been making his rounds. He came swinging his broom like it was a kendo sword at the..things."

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	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 02:29 pm UTC (link)
	Amiko turned off the stove for a moment to step back to him and wrap an arm around him. "Thank goodness for Shinsuke. As usual." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 04:06 pm UTC (link)
	He nods, placing a hand gently on her arm. "If it's okay, I'd like to visit him some day. As long as your superiors don't object." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 07:10 pm UTC (link)
	"It should be okay. If it isn't, I'll make it okay. I promise." She kisses his cheek. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 07:52 pm UTC (link)
	He smiles as he slips his arm around her waist, holding her to him. He closes his eyes, content in the moment. "Thank you, Amiko-chan." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 07:56 pm UTC (link)
	She cuddles against him some more. "I love you, Keiji." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 08:00 pm UTC (link)
	"I love you, too." He looks up at her, moving in for a kiss. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 08:02 pm UTC (link)
	And she kisses him fervently, hungrily. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 08:07 pm UTC (link)
	And he returns it, actually showing a little assertiveness, pulling her onto his lap. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 08:12 pm UTC (link)
	And Amiko moans against his lips, happy at his taking initiative. It's so important to her that he recognize he has options, that he can have control over what happens to him. She squirms happily in his arms. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 08:20 pm UTC (link)
	His kisses grow in intensity as he runs his hand through her hair and along her back. The lower hands attempts to find it's way under her shirt to the skin beneath. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 08:26 pm UTC (link)
	By the time his hand is on her skin, Amiko's free hand is struggling to get her clothes off without parting from him. The sounds she makes get more and more eager, wanton. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 08:32 pm UTC (link)
	He keeps kissing her, unwilling to part. His hand goes from her waist to slipping into her pants. He takes a sudden and firm grip on her bottom, keeping her from moving away while enjoying the feeling of flesh at the same time. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	hotlittlehands 2011-11-02 08:34 pm UTC (link)
	Amiko squeals against his lips, yields deeper to the kisses, spurred on in grinding against him at the feel of his hand. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	clawed_progeny 2011-11-02 08:47 pm UTC (link)
	He stops kissing her briefly, instead moving to her neck and making his way lower. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)