[ICHIRO'S APARTMENT, night of March 30th]

[alittlecatty]

[there's (1) Hibiki on the couch, watching conspiracy shows on TV!]

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[thirteenthluck]

[ There's a cat at the window. Tap tap tap. ]

[alittlecatty]

[... sssigh

gets up to let him in !]

[thirteenthluck]

[ Hopping in and transforming. ...Probably smells like booze. ]

We're fucking tonight.

[alittlecatty]

...

Not on the couch.

[thirteenthluck]

Fine, christ.

[ Regardless, pushing him back against the couch and kissing him. ]

[alittlecatty]

[kissing back pliantly, trying to wrap an arm around his shoulders]

[thirteenthluck]

[ Oh right by the way he probably has a... developing black eye from getting punched in the face.

But. Kissing! Biting his lip a bit more sharply than usual, and reaching down to pull their hips together. ]

[alittlecatty]

[i-inhaling a bit at the bite, going with the grip to try to push his hips against him --

...

wait black eye. STARING]

[thirteenthluck]

[ He also tastes like rum!

Pausing and pulling back a bit. ]

What?

[abitcatty]

... Barfight?

[thirteenthluck]

Got punched by some bitch's boyfriend after she asked me to fuck her.

[alittlecatty]

There's ice in the kitchen, if you'd like.

[thirteenthluck]

...Thanks.

[ mrrgh going to get a bag of ice, then. ]

[alittlecatty]

[fffollowing! it's not like he cares or anything though.]

... Could we -- continue in my room?

[thirteenthluck]

[ Pressing the ice to his face and turning towards him. ]

...Yeah, sure. Ya wanna?

[alittlecatty]

That's the best place.