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[raleighs]

[He hums, interested.]

How so?

[dorothied]

[She's going to just wiggle her eyebrows like they haven't just had sex and are still sweaty and catching their breaths from it.]

[raleighs]

[He laughs and ducks down to kiss her briefly.] On your desk?

[dorothied]

[Brief kisses get the result of Mako craning her head to return it and being left with her lips pursed in that interrupted-kiss pout, then full-on pout.]

Somehow never on your desk. [The pout doesn't last much.] What about recovery? At your age...

[raleighs]

My desk doesn't have blueprints.

[Also she's smarter than him and it's way sexier to do it on her things instead of his.

Now he's pouting though.]

I'm not even thirty yet.

[dorothied]

[Is it because her desk is less cluttered and at the right heigh for his hips, actually? Is that it? It's it.]

I thought you were fifty-seven.

[raleighs]

[No because her desk is much less satisfying to sweep things off of.]

You must be thinking of your other boyfriend.

[dorothied]

[She shakes her head, very serious.]

Marshal Hansen has asked me not to call him 'boyfriend'.

[raleighs]

[He makes a face at her and then a retching noise.]

I'm leaving you.

[dorothied]

Hey, don't do that. [She knocks his shoulder with her fist, stop retching at the thought of the Marshal, dumb dumb. That was someone's adolescent crush right there.]

He's a looker. That'll be you in two years.

[raleighs]

[He won't tell her that he and Yancy both would've gone gay for her adopted father then, hm?

Raleigh takes his punch like a man and sits up anyway, shaking his head at her.]

So what? I'm just your younger model on the side?

[dorothied]

You're my pre-midlife crisis. [DON'T TELL HER THE THING ABOUT SENSEI, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. And the love of their sex life.

Which is a very - unsatiable one, considering how Mako follows him in sitting up, if only to press a kiss to his shoulder blade, then her teeth there.]

[raleighs]

[Not fair, not fair. Raleigh is a sucker for that mouth.]

You don't have anything to have a crisis about. You're perfect.

[dorothied]

Stop being so -- [She's going to just bite his shoulder and exhale heavily against it, because he's such a goober and she's a sucker for it.]

[raleighs]

Hey! [Do it again though, Raleigh likes it when she bites him. Because he's insane apparently.] You are!

[dorothied]

Stop that - [Reacting to this sort of cheesy talk with laugher and more bites? Yes. Because she knows he likes it and she's a few seconds away from pushing him back down on the couch and climbing in his lap.]

[raleighs]

Never. [he says like a promise. He's never going to stop telling her that she's amazing and perfect and that he loves her exactly how she is. So deal with it, Mako.]

[dorothied]

[Wow, okay, well if he's going to be stubborn and put her on pedestals, she's going to be cheeky and kiss him very slowly until they're ready to go again. Keep up, geezer.]