[It's kind of funny how easy it is to relax around him. Maybe it's because, unlike with everyone in SEES, he doesn't have any expectations of her. Or well, he does, but not the kind like her team had. She doesn't have to be anyone specific for him -- a leader, a guide, an assistant, a confidant. She can just be herself, whoever that is.]
Huh? It's not my birthday! [she protests, and yet, she still takes it when he holds it out. It's a necklace-! For a long moment, she just stares down at it, running her thumb over the shell as he speaks. It's such a little thing, but like Aigis' charred screw, Shinjiro's watch, or the small assortment of keys, it's still something Scott wanted her to have specifically. That makes it special, her heart thudding almost painfully in her chest as she gazes up at him and closes her fist around it.]
I love it, [she says quietly, her smile small, but bright and genuine as she offers it back to him.] Can you put it on for me?
[And she turns a bit to make it easier for him to get at the back of her neck. Don't fumble it now!]
But thoughts about being in debt to the other girl fade from his mind as Kotone smiles at him. It's a small one, but somehow, it feels just as bright or even brighter than the large grins she gives to everyone. He feels his heart beat just a little faster, like he's still recovering from their earlier race, but he eventually nods and takes the necklace from her so that he can put it around her neck.
His hands shake just slightly, but he doesn't do anything too embarrassing like drop it on the ground. Scott gently brushes some of her hair aside so that he can clasp the necklace on her, taking a couple of attempts to get it clasped correctly, before pulling his hands back once it's securely on.]
There. [His smile is small, if just a bit shy as well.] It... it looks good on you.
[It's not like she didn't have an ulterior motive for having him do it; the brush of his hands against the nape of her neck feels nice, deepening the flush on her cheeks as she brings a hand up to touch the necklace and give him another smile over her shoulder.]
Thanks, [she says again, still a little quietly, but honestly. Her eyes sparkle, but only with a small amount of mischief this time as she turns back toward him and pokes his cheek with one finger.] But it's still your birthday, isn't it?
[He really cares, huh? He cares so much it almost hurts to think about, her heart beating painfully hard in her chest. She flattens her hand, cupping his cheek instead of poking it this time. It hadn't felt right in the maze, but now, in the safety and relative privacy of her room, she leans in to gently press her lips to his.]
[He smiles against the finger on his cheek, because really, he can't help it. And o-oh, she's now cupping his face, almost like a reversal of what happened in the maze and thankfully, in a far better situation. No creepy maze, no terrible mirrors, they're just sitting on her bed as he feels her lips press against his own.
Holy shit.
He's luckily only stunned for a second, before he slowly returns the kiss, his lips slightly parting against hers. Nevermind this is the first kiss he ever had, no worries here!!]
[No worries-! This is not her first kiss, but she's gentle all the same, almost hesitant as if she's afraid he's going to change his mind. Her hand slips from his cheek to the back of his neck as she presses a little closer, tilting her head and letting her own lips part against his. Blood rushes to her cheeks as she can't help but giggle softly -- it feels like something they should have done a long time ago!
It's not a long kiss, though, as she pulls back just a few inches to grin at him. Even with his glasses, he probably can see the deep flush in her cheeks -- or, more likely, feel the warmth radiating off them as she bumps her nose against his.]
Happy birthday! [she murmurs with another soft laugh, tilting her head to try to kiss him again.]
[In the back of his mind, he worries about being a god awful kisser, the most he's really seen is from movies and shit and emulating James Bond or Han Solo probably isn't the thing to do right now. Besides, his mind is a little scrambled, and he finds himself relying mostly on instinct as they continue for a few seconds longer.
His own face is flushed, but as she pulls back, Kotone can definitely see the large smile that's across Scott.]
Definitely the best present I ever got.
[He can't think of anything more witty and doesn't care to, as he feels a little more comfortable this time, and kisses her with slightly less hesitation. He raises his own hand to cup Kotone's face, his eyes closing behind his shades as he tries to take everything in through just touch.]
[His smile quickens her pulse almost as much as the kiss does, drawing another quiet giggle from her lips before they're sealed again by his. The best present ever, huh? That almost sounds like a challenge as she parts her lips and tries to gently coax his open with her tongue. At the same time, she brings her other arm up, looping it around his shoulders to draw herself in closer against him, trusting his hand on her cheek to keep them together.
Han Solo or James Bond he may not be, but it's not like she knows who they are, anyway. She just closes her eyes and goes where the feeling takes her, content to guide, but more than ready to follow his lead if he wants to take it.]
[His lips part when he feels her tongue lightly press against them, not fully expecting Kotone to go this far, but he's certainly not complaining. He almost shyly presses his tongue against hers, gently and slowly, not wanting to rush and because some of that earlier hesitation has returned. H-he just wants this to be nice, for the both of them, he can't possibly be known as the teen that's a bad kisser!!
He'd just bury his face somewhere and never get up because life would definitely be over.
He lightly strokes her cheek with the hand that's still cupping her face as he slightly tilts his head, but it seems like he's mostly letting her guide their first kiss.]
[Kotone has never been known for her caution. Whether it's charging full speed ahead into a Shadow, climbing twenty floors of Tartarus in one night, or trying to befriend literally anyone who seems interesting, moderation has never been part of her skillset. She's not worried about a good kiss or a bad kiss, she just wants them both to have fun doing this together!
She shivers lightly at the gentle stroke of his hand to her cheek, but doesn't hesitate, slipping her tongue past his to kiss him more deeply. There's a part of her, not a small part, that wants his first kiss to be unforgettable. To make sure she's unforgettable. Her fingernails scrape gently against the back of his neck as she lets out a little noise into the kiss, trying to encourage him to relax and enjoy the moment together here with her.]
[Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he realizes that he's pretty lucky sharing his first kiss with someone that's not only really understanding and patient, but also really fucking pretty. It's definitely more than he ever thought, especially for a first kiss, but he's not just going to sit here and let Kotone do all the work. Her subtle touches to encourage him works and Scott lets out a small noise himself before letting his tongue explore her mouth, his free arm wrapping around her waist.
He doesn't want to forget this-- he won't while he's here, but also, whenever he goes back. Thinking about that is a complete moodkiller, however, so Scott pushes that thought to the far recesses of his mind. Nope, no sad thoughts here!
He pulls away just a little, mostly so that he can breathe, but his face is still lightly flushed as he looks at Kotone with something that's both amazed and fond as he takes in a few breaths.]
[This is what she loves the most; being close to someone, close enough that she doesn't have to think about anything but the person she's with. No sentencing, no impending end of the world -- no impending end. Just this moment, wrapped up completely with someone.
One hand stays at the back of his neck, the other shifts up slightly, just enough to twine her fingers into the hair at the back of his neck as they finally part. Her smile is small, sincere, and a little silly when she meets his gaze, cheeks flushed pink and pulse pounding in her ears.]
That good, huh? [she teases gently, a lightness to her eyes as she leans in to just gently brush her lips against his cheek, lingering there against him as she tries to catch her breath.]
[He agrees, and a small part of him wants to ask if she's enjoying it too, but duh, Summers, she obviously does, if just going by the look she's giving him. Seeing that makes him smile more than anything, and he rubs her back with his hand, just letting the both of them catch their breath while enjoying the moment. It does feel like they're in their own little world, away from life and all that crap, and he wants this to last as long as possible.
Scott's definitely not going to break it.]
You're uh, great at this.
[Not that he has any base to compare this to, but Scott would like to think he'd just enjoy it because he has so many feelings for her that probably aren't casual anymore. He wonders if he should bring it up, but feelings are hard, so instead he brushes some of her hair off her face with his other hand, still smiling at her with something that's close to fondness and perhaps a little deeper.]
[He can definitely feel her smile against his cheek as she nuzzles her nose against him, shoulders shaking slightly with a small laugh. One more kiss to his cheek, and she pulls back to meet his gaze again in time to hear his slightly awkward compliment.
She tilts her head into his hand as he brushes her hair back and follows it, seizing his hand in one of hers to draw it to her lips and lightly kiss his palm with a bit of a mischievous smirk. Opening her mouth to tease him again, she's stopped by just how much emotion is obvious in his smile, catching her breath as she meets his eyes -- or rather, his glasses. It's honestly a little scary, how he can look at her like that.
There's a part of her, the logical part, that says they should put a stop to this now, before it gets more difficult for them both. But she doesn't want to. She wants to keep enjoying her time like this, here with him.
So as usual, she doesn't acknowledge it. She summons another grin and pulls his hand closer to her lips.]
I'm great at a lot of things. [And in case there was any doubt that it was innuendo, she presses another kiss to the sensitive inside of his palm and then pulls his hand down, just enough to let her tongue flick gently against his first two fingers as she winks at him. When emotions get too real -- deflect, distract, fluster!]
[Feeling her smile, hearing her laugh, and seeing the brightness from her face, visible despite how everything will always be red to him, only makes his affection deepen. Going through school, he's of course seen plenty of girls that are cute, and he likes Jean back home, but... he doesn't think he's ever felt like this towards anyone before, where he just wants to stay and be with them.
This is probably more than a simple crush, isn't it?? He doesn't know how to say it, a lump slightly developing in his throat, but he smiles when she teases him again, that grin on Kotone that never fails to make his chest lighter.]
I-I'd want to see more.
[Not as smooth as he wanted that to be, but it's a little hard to be levelheaded and cool when he feels her tongue wet the tips of his fingers, catching and understanding her innuendo well-enough. Is it possible to die from overheat? But her distraction does wonders, as Scott's expression turns into something clearly flustered, and oh fuck, he can feel some of his blood travel down and-- fuck, he shifts his legs just slightly, fully embarrassed but not wanting to pull away either.
He doesn't want to stop, not with Kotone. Whatever she's willing to do, he wants. He wants to be with her, see her continuing to smile and tease him, and he lets the arm that's still wrapped around her waist pull her closer to him, leaning back just slightly.]
[Again, another laugh as she lets him pull her closer without resistance. If he's leaning back, she's follow, shifting to swing a leg over his to neatly straddle him and follow him down.]
Just tell me what you wanna see first~
[She closes her lips around the tips of his fingers and lets her tongue wrap around them, eyes sparkling with mischief. If she can keep him off-balance, if she can keep him thinking about this as something purely physical, that's... probably best, isn't it? For both of them. It's too painful to think about the inevitable, so she simply won't for now.]
[Any residual thoughts fade as she straddles him, with her teasing words making his throat feel dry. His lower half lifts slightly for a moment, the ache there only increasing.]
Your shirt? [If his voice is just slightly higher, sue him. He's never done this before, not with anyone, although Scott isn't sure if he wants to admit something like that to her. He's sure that Kotone won't laugh, but also, he's probably pretty obvious already.] I mean, uh, taking it off.
[His eyes slip close for a couple of seconds when her lips close around his fingers, a soft noise escaping him as he lets the pads of his fingertips rest against her. As tempting as it to just shut his eyes and take in every sensation, he doesn't want to stop looking at Kotone either and Scott reopens them with a deepened flush.
His hand that's around her waist slowly starts to lift her shirt up, almost shyly. He's like 90% sure he's reading the room right, but in case he didn't or she changes her mind...]
[Even before he's finished saying the word "shirt," she's shrugging off the oversized flannel she'd been wearing to reveal the t-shirt underneath. Slowly, she draws back, releasing his fingers with one final lick and a playful quirk of her eyebrows.]
Only if you take yours off, too!
[It's only fair! But she leans back, just enough to make it easier for him to take her shirt off for her. He'd already started, and it would be a shame to deprive him of it. Plus, she knows the light pink bra she's wearing underneath is cute, if a bit simple with just a little white bow in the center. It's not that she'd picked it out specifically because she was hoping for this, but you know-! Just in case.]
Or you can get mine, and I'll get yours. [Just the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice, because she doesn't want him to take this seriously. If they can't laugh and have fun with it, what's even the point? Her cheeks flush with anticipation as she raises her arms, hoping she looks more seductive than stupid.]
[He can work on his jacket and shirt, which honestly, with how heated he's starting to feel, would be a nice balm, but he still toys with the bottom of her shirt as she leans back. Finish what you started, right?]
Yeah, sounds like it'd be fun.
[Still definitely not the smoothest, but it's clear that the teen is fully enjoying himself, and as Kotone raises her arms, he gently grips the bottom of her shirt with both hands and starts pulling it over her head, revealing the pale skin underneath, before promptly tossing her shirt on the ground. SORRY KOTONE....
He doesn't really care where he tosses clothes normally, he's definitely not going to think about it when Kotone is straddling him half-naked.
He's not sure how events have led up this, and maybe things are going a little fast, but Scott doesn't want to stop either. Not as he takes in Kotone's bare upper half-- with the exception of her bra, the only article of clothing that's covering her and denying him a full view.]
Jesus you're cute. [He still has that flustered look to him, but there's some level of confidence that's back in him.] When I said to pick a cute outfit, didn't know you go all out.
[Sounds like fun. That's all she wanted to hear, and she laughs with equal parts anticipation and relief. Her skin prickles beneath his touch, vaguely ticklish beneath the warmth of his hands and drawing another flush to her skin as she grins down at him. She knows she's cute. Not as cute as Yukari, maybe, and not as sophisticatedly beautiful as Mitsuru, but she can't be half bad herself, right?
The lack of shirt reveals a small collection of scars across her skin. None of them stand out as anything other than the normal nicks and healed cuts from an active athletic and combatant except for two more recent scars. One stretches just over her shoulder, hinting at a longer, jagged slice that had healed against her back. The other is a small starburst near her right breast, mostly hidden beneath her bra, that looks suspiciously like she'd been shot.
She doesn't acknowledge them or even seem to think about them at all as she grins down at him, fingers picking into the lapels of his jacket and trying to tug him up off the bed so she can get him at the right angle to start working it off.]
I wanted to look cute for you! [she teases with another laugh. C'mon, get up! Jacket off!]
[Scars are pretty normal, especially when the person in question is fighting battles and everything back home, and he's far from being disgusted by them, but the two recent marks against her skin draws his attention and focus, somewhat lowering the flush that's been almost painted on his cheeks for the last few minutes. They look healed, but he can't but wonder where they're from, and Scott finds himself reaching his hand out to lightly press his fingers on her shoulder scar first, his shaded eyes looking up at her with unspoken concern.
She's definitely fine, if going by the fact that she's gripping his jacket and trying to get up him, but Scott manages to resist her pull, at least for the moment, as he offers her a lopsided smile.]
[It doesn't hurt, but it does surprise her a little as she glances toward his hand on her shoulder, settling her weight on her hands against his shoulders if he wants to resist. What's he looking at...? Oh.]
Yeah! [And then, before she can stop herself, it slips out,] Goro wanted to duel me once.
[She... hadn't really intended to tell him that, but it's okay. It's Scott, after all-! Keeping secrets from him isn't really necessary anymore, not after what they'd been through in the maze. She takes his hand in hers and brings it around so he can trace the length of the scar tissue along her shoulder blade, shivering a little with the warmth of his hand against her skin.]
[Really, nothing is a bigger boner mood killer than hearing Akechi's name being uttered. Scott miraculously manages to stop himself from groaning distastefully, mostly because his worry still edges out his disdain, and continues to follow the line of the raised tissue, feeling the different texture. Weird to think that scars are pretty common, but yeah, he's definitely never done something like this with anyone before.
It feels so intimate somehow.]
Why the hell did he do that? Prove who is a better Persona wielder?
[Wait, why is he even asking about this? Scott would very much prefer to go back to undressing and not think about the detective prince, but... he just... wants to be sure that everything's okay.] And you accepted, Kotone?
[It's strange, feeling his fingers graze against the less-sensitive scar tissue compared to her unblemished skin. She'd never really noticed before under her own hands in the shower, but it feels weirdly nice to feel even that little bit exposed. She exhales softly, leaning just that little bit more into his touch and closing her eyes to enjoy it. It's kind of personal to talk about that kind of thing, but still, it feels right to talk about with him.]
He has a whole rivalry thing with Akira. 'Cause me and Thanatos messed up Akira back then, he wanted to see if somebody who could beat Akira could also beat him... or something.
[Really, she still doesn't truly understand everything that goes on in Goro's mind, but he's the Justice arcana. They've got some weird stuff going on, as far as she knows. Like, Ken is her only other point of reference and- whew! Anyway, in answer to his second question,]
It seemed really important to him. [To accept. So of course she had, even though it's not like she'd really wanted to fight him.] I won, though.
[Rivalry with Akira, huh? ...So, he's a Persona guy too, most likely. Something to put in the back of his mind for now, mostly in a 'cool, found another one.'
His fingers stall just momentarily when she brings up Thanatos, because he remembers that towering figure still, how fucking terrified he was of it. He doesn't want to think about that time, but in a strange dumb way, they somehow got closer from that encounter? And then they kept on talking after that...
He resumes trailing his fingers along the healed wound, reaching as far as he can down her back while still feeling the scar. It's longer than he imagined. It almost makes him want to find Akechi later and punch him, but he smiles against her when she mentions that she won.]
You'd kick his ass any day. [...] You don't have to get involved with his bullshit though, you know? Don't really care about his stupid complexes.
[He doesn't want to ask about the other scar on her though, not now, so Scott playfully tugs the back of her bra.] How do you get this off anyway?
[What do you mean he hasn't removed his jacket yet--]
It's okay! [And she means that genuinely as she opens her eyes and gives him a smile.] We're friends now.
[But yeah, that's enough about Akechi. She laughs and grabs his hands in both of hers, pinning them down to the bed with a grin.]
Uh-uh. Not until you get your shirt off!
[Talking about Akechi might have dampened Scott's mood, but it doesn't seem to have bothered her any if the sparkle in her eye is any indication. Never mind that she made it actually impossible for him to take his shirt off by pinning him like this...? An impasse that she seems to be challenging him to get out of.]
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Huh? It's not my birthday! [she protests, and yet, she still takes it when he holds it out. It's a necklace-! For a long moment, she just stares down at it, running her thumb over the shell as he speaks. It's such a little thing, but like Aigis' charred screw, Shinjiro's watch, or the small assortment of keys, it's still something Scott wanted her to have specifically. That makes it special, her heart thudding almost painfully in her chest as she gazes up at him and closes her fist around it.]
I love it, [she says quietly, her smile small, but bright and genuine as she offers it back to him.] Can you put it on for me?
[And she turns a bit to make it easier for him to get at the back of her neck. Don't fumble it now!]
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But thoughts about being in debt to the other girl fade from his mind as Kotone smiles at him. It's a small one, but somehow, it feels just as bright or even brighter than the large grins she gives to everyone. He feels his heart beat just a little faster, like he's still recovering from their earlier race, but he eventually nods and takes the necklace from her so that he can put it around her neck.
His hands shake just slightly, but he doesn't do anything too embarrassing like drop it on the ground. Scott gently brushes some of her hair aside so that he can clasp the necklace on her, taking a couple of attempts to get it clasped correctly, before pulling his hands back once it's securely on.]
There. [His smile is small, if just a bit shy as well.] It... it looks good on you.
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Thanks, [she says again, still a little quietly, but honestly. Her eyes sparkle, but only with a small amount of mischief this time as she turns back toward him and pokes his cheek with one finger.] But it's still your birthday, isn't it?
[He really cares, huh? He cares so much it almost hurts to think about, her heart beating painfully hard in her chest. She flattens her hand, cupping his cheek instead of poking it this time. It hadn't felt right in the maze, but now, in the safety and relative privacy of her room, she leans in to gently press her lips to his.]
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[He smiles against the finger on his cheek, because really, he can't help it. And o-oh, she's now cupping his face, almost like a reversal of what happened in the maze and thankfully, in a far better situation. No creepy maze, no terrible mirrors, they're just sitting on her bed as he feels her lips press against his own.
Holy shit.
He's luckily only stunned for a second, before he slowly returns the kiss, his lips slightly parting against hers. Nevermind this is the first kiss he ever had, no worries here!!]
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It's not a long kiss, though, as she pulls back just a few inches to grin at him. Even with his glasses, he probably can see the deep flush in her cheeks -- or, more likely, feel the warmth radiating off them as she bumps her nose against his.]
Happy birthday! [she murmurs with another soft laugh, tilting her head to try to kiss him again.]
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His own face is flushed, but as she pulls back, Kotone can definitely see the large smile that's across Scott.]
Definitely the best present I ever got.
[He can't think of anything more witty and doesn't care to, as he feels a little more comfortable this time, and kisses her with slightly less hesitation. He raises his own hand to cup Kotone's face, his eyes closing behind his shades as he tries to take everything in through just touch.]
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Han Solo or James Bond he may not be, but it's not like she knows who they are, anyway. She just closes her eyes and goes where the feeling takes her, content to guide, but more than ready to follow his lead if he wants to take it.]
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He'd just bury his face somewhere and never get up because life would definitely be over.
He lightly strokes her cheek with the hand that's still cupping her face as he slightly tilts his head, but it seems like he's mostly letting her guide their first kiss.]
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She shivers lightly at the gentle stroke of his hand to her cheek, but doesn't hesitate, slipping her tongue past his to kiss him more deeply. There's a part of her, not a small part, that wants his first kiss to be unforgettable. To make sure she's unforgettable. Her fingernails scrape gently against the back of his neck as she lets out a little noise into the kiss, trying to encourage him to relax and enjoy the moment together here with her.]
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He doesn't want to forget this-- he won't while he's here, but also, whenever he goes back. Thinking about that is a complete moodkiller, however, so Scott pushes that thought to the far recesses of his mind. Nope, no sad thoughts here!
He pulls away just a little, mostly so that he can breathe, but his face is still lightly flushed as he looks at Kotone with something that's both amazed and fond as he takes in a few breaths.]
Um, wow.
[That's all he got.]
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One hand stays at the back of his neck, the other shifts up slightly, just enough to twine her fingers into the hair at the back of his neck as they finally part. Her smile is small, sincere, and a little silly when she meets his gaze, cheeks flushed pink and pulse pounding in her ears.]
That good, huh? [she teases gently, a lightness to her eyes as she leans in to just gently brush her lips against his cheek, lingering there against him as she tries to catch her breath.]
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[He agrees, and a small part of him wants to ask if she's enjoying it too, but duh, Summers, she obviously does, if just going by the look she's giving him. Seeing that makes him smile more than anything, and he rubs her back with his hand, just letting the both of them catch their breath while enjoying the moment. It does feel like they're in their own little world, away from life and all that crap, and he wants this to last as long as possible.
Scott's definitely not going to break it.]
You're uh, great at this.
[Not that he has any base to compare this to, but Scott would like to think he'd just enjoy it because he has so many feelings for her that probably aren't casual anymore. He wonders if he should bring it up, but feelings are hard, so instead he brushes some of her hair off her face with his other hand, still smiling at her with something that's close to fondness and perhaps a little deeper.]
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She tilts her head into his hand as he brushes her hair back and follows it, seizing his hand in one of hers to draw it to her lips and lightly kiss his palm with a bit of a mischievous smirk. Opening her mouth to tease him again, she's stopped by just how much emotion is obvious in his smile, catching her breath as she meets his eyes -- or rather, his glasses. It's honestly a little scary, how he can look at her like that.
There's a part of her, the logical part, that says they should put a stop to this now, before it gets more difficult for them both. But she doesn't want to. She wants to keep enjoying her time like this, here with him.
So as usual, she doesn't acknowledge it. She summons another grin and pulls his hand closer to her lips.]
I'm great at a lot of things. [And in case there was any doubt that it was innuendo, she presses another kiss to the sensitive inside of his palm and then pulls his hand down, just enough to let her tongue flick gently against his first two fingers as she winks at him. When emotions get too real -- deflect, distract, fluster!]
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This is probably more than a simple crush, isn't it?? He doesn't know how to say it, a lump slightly developing in his throat, but he smiles when she teases him again, that grin on Kotone that never fails to make his chest lighter.]
I-I'd want to see more.
[Not as smooth as he wanted that to be, but it's a little hard to be levelheaded and cool when he feels her tongue wet the tips of his fingers, catching and understanding her innuendo well-enough. Is it possible to die from overheat? But her distraction does wonders, as Scott's expression turns into something clearly flustered, and oh fuck, he can feel some of his blood travel down and-- fuck, he shifts his legs just slightly, fully embarrassed but not wanting to pull away either.
He doesn't want to stop, not with Kotone. Whatever she's willing to do, he wants. He wants to be with her, see her continuing to smile and tease him, and he lets the arm that's still wrapped around her waist pull her closer to him, leaning back just slightly.]
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Just tell me what you wanna see first~
[She closes her lips around the tips of his fingers and lets her tongue wrap around them, eyes sparkling with mischief. If she can keep him off-balance, if she can keep him thinking about this as something purely physical, that's... probably best, isn't it? For both of them. It's too painful to think about the inevitable, so she simply won't for now.]
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Your shirt? [If his voice is just slightly higher, sue him. He's never done this before, not with anyone, although Scott isn't sure if he wants to admit something like that to her. He's sure that Kotone won't laugh, but also, he's probably pretty obvious already.] I mean, uh, taking it off.
[His eyes slip close for a couple of seconds when her lips close around his fingers, a soft noise escaping him as he lets the pads of his fingertips rest against her. As tempting as it to just shut his eyes and take in every sensation, he doesn't want to stop looking at Kotone either and Scott reopens them with a deepened flush.
His hand that's around her waist slowly starts to lift her shirt up, almost shyly. He's like 90% sure he's reading the room right, but in case he didn't or she changes her mind...]
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Only if you take yours off, too!
[It's only fair! But she leans back, just enough to make it easier for him to take her shirt off for her. He'd already started, and it would be a shame to deprive him of it. Plus, she knows the light pink bra she's wearing underneath is cute, if a bit simple with just a little white bow in the center. It's not that she'd picked it out specifically because she was hoping for this, but you know-! Just in case.]
Or you can get mine, and I'll get yours. [Just the faintest hint of a laugh in her voice, because she doesn't want him to take this seriously. If they can't laugh and have fun with it, what's even the point? Her cheeks flush with anticipation as she raises her arms, hoping she looks more seductive than stupid.]
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Yeah, sounds like it'd be fun.
[Still definitely not the smoothest, but it's clear that the teen is fully enjoying himself, and as Kotone raises her arms, he gently grips the bottom of her shirt with both hands and starts pulling it over her head, revealing the pale skin underneath, before promptly tossing her shirt on the ground. SORRY KOTONE....
He doesn't really care where he tosses clothes normally, he's definitely not going to think about it when Kotone is straddling him half-naked.
He's not sure how events have led up this, and maybe things are going a little fast, but Scott doesn't want to stop either. Not as he takes in Kotone's bare upper half-- with the exception of her bra, the only article of clothing that's covering her and denying him a full view.]
Jesus you're cute. [He still has that flustered look to him, but there's some level of confidence that's back in him.] When I said to pick a cute outfit, didn't know you go all out.
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The lack of shirt reveals a small collection of scars across her skin. None of them stand out as anything other than the normal nicks and healed cuts from an active athletic and combatant except for two more recent scars. One stretches just over her shoulder, hinting at a longer, jagged slice that had healed against her back. The other is a small starburst near her right breast, mostly hidden beneath her bra, that looks suspiciously like she'd been shot.
She doesn't acknowledge them or even seem to think about them at all as she grins down at him, fingers picking into the lapels of his jacket and trying to tug him up off the bed so she can get him at the right angle to start working it off.]
I wanted to look cute for you! [she teases with another laugh. C'mon, get up! Jacket off!]
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She's definitely fine, if going by the fact that she's gripping his jacket and trying to get up him, but Scott manages to resist her pull, at least for the moment, as he offers her a lopsided smile.]
Everything's okay?
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Yeah! [And then, before she can stop herself, it slips out,] Goro wanted to duel me once.
[She... hadn't really intended to tell him that, but it's okay. It's Scott, after all-! Keeping secrets from him isn't really necessary anymore, not after what they'd been through in the maze. She takes his hand in hers and brings it around so he can trace the length of the scar tissue along her shoulder blade, shivering a little with the warmth of his hand against her skin.]
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bonermood killer than hearing Akechi's name being uttered. Scott miraculously manages to stop himself from groaning distastefully, mostly because his worry still edges out his disdain, and continues to follow the line of the raised tissue, feeling the different texture. Weird to think that scars are pretty common, but yeah, he's definitely never done something like this with anyone before.It feels so intimate somehow.]
Why the hell did he do that? Prove who is a better Persona wielder?
[Wait, why is he even asking about this? Scott would very much prefer to go back to undressing and not think about the detective prince, but... he just... wants to be sure that everything's okay.] And you accepted, Kotone?
[He raises an eyebrow at her.]
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He has a whole rivalry thing with Akira. 'Cause me and Thanatos messed up Akira back then, he wanted to see if somebody who could beat Akira could also beat him... or something.
[Really, she still doesn't truly understand everything that goes on in Goro's mind, but he's the Justice arcana. They've got some weird stuff going on, as far as she knows. Like, Ken is her only other point of reference and- whew! Anyway, in answer to his second question,]
It seemed really important to him. [To accept. So of course she had, even though it's not like she'd really wanted to fight him.] I won, though.
[Not according to Goro, but-]
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His fingers stall just momentarily when she brings up Thanatos, because he remembers that towering figure still, how fucking terrified he was of it. He doesn't want to think about that time, but in a strange dumb way, they somehow got closer from that encounter? And then they kept on talking after that...
He resumes trailing his fingers along the healed wound, reaching as far as he can down her back while still feeling the scar. It's longer than he imagined. It almost makes him want to find Akechi later and punch him, but he smiles against her when she mentions that she won.]
You'd kick his ass any day. [...] You don't have to get involved with his bullshit though, you know? Don't really care about his stupid complexes.
[He doesn't want to ask about the other scar on her though, not now, so Scott playfully tugs the back of her bra.] How do you get this off anyway?
[What do you mean he hasn't removed his jacket yet--]
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[But yeah, that's enough about Akechi. She laughs and grabs his hands in both of hers, pinning them down to the bed with a grin.]
Uh-uh. Not until you get your shirt off!
[Talking about Akechi might have dampened Scott's mood, but it doesn't seem to have bothered her any if the sparkle in her eye is any indication. Never mind that she made it actually impossible for him to take his shirt off by pinning him like this...? An impasse that she seems to be challenging him to get out of.]
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oh yeah nsfw... like 10 comments ago jflkane
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