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[fissions]

[ Oh, oh -- she's only just discovering that Raleigh really, really likes the way she moans against his mouth, a soft, breathy little sound because he's so ridiculously talented with his mouth and his kisses and he makes her toes curl and she's coming closer, drawn irresistibly to him.

His grip on her wrist is warm, gentle, and she relaxes in his hold, interested and keen, her embarrassment at losing quickly being replaced by desire, by need, and here, she's practically climbing onto his lap at this point -- is it close enough? ]

[raleighs]

[Yes, that will do nicely. Raleigh barely notices it when she sits on his lap, she's that light compared to him and he's never going to complain about Mako Mori wrapped up around him, he moves her legs around his middle to keep her there.

Now he honestly can't remember what he wanted to do if he won, but this seems like a good start.]

You lost. [he murmurs into her mouth, following it up with a smile and another kiss.] Thought you were tougher than that.

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[ Mako happily curls around him like a pretzel, no worries right there -- he might be built like a bear and much bigger than her, but she loves that he feels so solid, so strong against her. Yeah, Mako doesn't need his help to kick ass, but it doesn't mean she doesn't like his body.

She's unhurriedly sampling him, appreciating him like fine wine as she smiles against his mouth. ]

Some battles are worth losing. [ Fiercely competitive she might be, but see, the outcomes are largely the same, aren't they? They all involve Raleigh and kisses. ] Like this one.

[raleighs]

[He's built with his lap as a perfect little perch for Mako Mori. Fact.

Raleigh still isn't sure what he's going to ask for, he's taking his time with pondering the options as he runs his hand under the edge of her shirt at the small of her back as he kisses her back.]

So that was-- [Hang on, he needs to nip at her chin.] anything I wanted?

[fissions]

[ Mmmhmm, Mako loves that he has the perfect little perch for her -- she could stay like this forever. Moving under his hand, pressing willingly against him, Mako smiles when he breaks the kiss to nip at her chin.

Here she is, kissing the tip of his nose, then peppering sweet kisses over his cheek. ]

Anything. [ Because as much as Mako likes initiating, she likes when Raleigh takes control sometimes -- he comes up with the most interesting things. ] Should I be worried?

[raleighs]

Probably.

[Because you know, it's him and he does have some good ideas and he also has some really bad ones and it's just a crap shoot to know which one was going to happen. And he still hasn't decided what he wants from her, pretty content right now with a lap full of Mako and actually no, that's a lie, he wants her shirt off and he starts tugging at it to make it obvious but that's not what he's collecting as his winnings.]

Too much shirt for starters.

[fissions]

[ Too much shirt? Mako smiles and nuzzles against him before she leans away and pulls her shirt over her head, careful to toss it onto a nearby chair and not on the floor. She's working not to be shy about it, and she shifts on his lap, tugging on his shirt in turn. ]

Now you. [ Nevermind that she technically doesn't have the right to order him around. ]

[raleighs]

[He's not very good at playing this game either because he breaks away from her long enough to pull his t-shirt off and toss it to the floor because he doesn't care about things like that. Then he wraps his arms around her again, ducking down to kiss her good and thorough.]

[fissions]

[ Mmmm, good and thorough kisses. Mako likes that; she likes the way he kisses her like she's the only one in the world he sees. And see, look, she's rolling them over so she's on top, breaking the kiss to beam at him, tucking her hair behind her ear. ]

You didn't have any plans when you won, did you?

[raleighs]

[He had plans! Okay, he had ideas and still has some, he just hasn't decided on anything yet. She's distracting him with all the kissing and pressing herself all over him. How's a guy supposed to think like this, Mako, honestly.]

I'm good at winging it.

[fissions]

[ Maybe her plan was to foil all his thinking plans! What about that? Looking down at him fondly, she cups his face and kisses him, straddling his hips. ]

Is this winging it, too?

[raleighs]

[That's cheating at the game, Mako!

But Raleigh is seriously struggling to win against her and he doesn't even care, happy with his kisses and Mako and the straddling and the peeks he's getting down her shirt.]

You're such a cheater.

[fissions]

[ He's so much like a puppy it's adorable, and Mako giggles, because she's definitely cheating and enjoying every moment of it. It's rare to see him so happy, to appreciate the light of joy in his eyes, and Mako is fully committed to basking in every moment of it. ]

Are you going to spank me for it?

[raleighs]

[That's tempting. Raleigh runs a hand along her bottom, like he's considering it but does he really want that to be the thing he asks for or does he want something else.]

Or tie you up so you can't cheat.

[fissions]

[ He questions that like he's only got one wish, or something. Why not just want both? Mako wriggles under him, pressing against his hand with a coquettish smile. Raleigh has nice hands, especially when those hands are on her butt. ]

I'd be frustrated with not being able to touch you, if you did.

[raleighs]

[... he totally thought he only got one wish. Well then.

To be fair, Mako has a very nice butt, it fits right into his hands and is easy to grab and squirming is also cheating!]

Should've thought of that before you lost to me, huh.

[fissions]

[ Squirming is not cheating! Squirming is squirming! But oh, she squeaks when he gives it a nice, good grab, flushing with pleasure and happiness and fuck losing; she's got him where she wants him. ]

Is this losing? It feels like winning.

[raleighs]

[Squirming is rubbing and it's distracting and it's cheating.]

You still caved first. Never gonna live that down.

[fissions]

[ Look at her go, squirming and squirming just to make his life miserable. Also because she likes teasing him. Fair's fair!

Mako smirks, poking him in the ribs. ]

Maybe I was giving you a chance. [ No, she really lost; she just doesn't like admitting it. ]

[raleighs]

[If she's trying to make him miserable-- she's failing. It's distracting but it also feels pretty darn good and parts of him are taking an intense interest in it.]

Bullshit you were. You lost to my charms.

[fissions]

[ Well, to be fair, those are incredible charms. Raleigh is unstoppable if he ever chose to use them on others, you know. Mako makes a soft noise of amusement, hands roaming over his sides, because she gets to touch him and so she damn well will. ]

Anyone would. That's not my fault, is it?

[raleighs]

[Raleigh isn't aware of what half of his charms are to be perfectly honest. So that's probably good. Then he can't be accused of using them on Mako since undoubtedly she brings out his charms like no one else can.

He smiles up at her, tucking her hair behind her ear.]

Nah but seriously, that's what I want. Tie you up and have my way with you.

[fissions]

[ And that's what makes him entirely adorable -- Mako's gathered as much, you know, that he doesn't know what he's capable of, doesn't understand why so many other women want him, and she runs her fingers through his hair, cradling the back of his head and thinking that she's the luckiest woman in the world.

She is, and she nuzzles him sweetly, softly, hesitating only for a moment. ]

Tying me up? Is it going to hurt?

[raleighs]

[He shakes his head a little bit, moving his fingers into her hair like she has her in his.]

I'll do it loose. Just tight enough that you can't slip out and cheat anymore.

[fissions]

[ Mako laughs, wriggling against him, enjoying the feel of his fingers threading through her hair -- it's a tender gesture, and despite his words, she's giving him a mischievous grin. ]

I never cheat. You just can't handle it.