[ Naturally, he replies between those five minutes and then waits patiently for her reply- ]
It's just me after hours. I sometimes run around in very little.
[ And rapidly responds to the later message, in seconds. ]
Ah? So I'll never get to enjoy the feeling of immense burning jealously when all eyes are on you due to your incomprehensible beauty, and I must do something drastic to show them all that they stand no chance!?
[ And perhaps more importantly- ]
And does it mean if it's just you and I, you'll wear a swimsuit and high heels for me!?
[ He's in that euphoric state where all his shyness has faded. All that's left is overwhelming love and attraction to her. He makes pervy suggestions sometimes. ]
[ It starts as a scream of fear, but transforms in just a second into a squeal of delight. In the middle of a swimwear store at midnight. Without turning, he grabs the red hand and just starts covering it in kisses, nuzzling against it affectionately. ]
[As ever, the scream made her hand twitch for just a moment, before she recognised the change in his tone and the kisses across the bones of her palm and fingers.]
If you were going to miss me that much, you shouldn't have kept me waiting so long.
[There was an undeniable warmth in her tone, so don't take the scolding too seriously.]
If I didn't keep you waiting that long, I wouldn't miss you so much.
[ His counter comes effortlessly, though somewhat broken up by the fact he planted kisses between each word. He turns, and just keeps kissing up- he doesn't even care if she's in her true, skeletal form. He'll kiss all the way up her arm on his way to her lips. Or teeth, if she is a skeleton. He doesn't give a damn. ]
[Well, it's a bit of both. Still shrouded by the fog of her human guise, but she's letting it break in places to see the creepy bones beneath. She'll let him dote on her, running her other hand through his hair and sneaking a kiss to his forehead as he does so.]
[ He abbreviates the saying to its bare bones, because he's too busy kissing her bare bones. It's entirely in keeping with their loose agreement that he's allowed to run away and she's allowed to bully him into staying depending on their moods, at least.
He lets out an 'eek' as she kisses his big ol' eye, but it's happy- it's like those ASMR videos of people kissing the camera lens but better. A pair of his scarves wind around to press hands to his cheeks as it descends into giggles, but he doesn't stop his trail of kisses until he puts one right on her lips. Or teeth, he's not picky! ]
[ Asura holds her by the hips, lifts and does a full twirl before the kiss ends- without putting her down. His joy is flowing out of him in literal waves, energy that contorts reality in minor ways to reflect his mood. In this case, all the mannequins their various swimwear claps their hands together and lean to the side, the swooning pose in the sigh of young girls jealous of true love. ]
Well! That's a good start for making up for it, isn't it?
[Smiling, holding onto his shoulders in that just-a-little-too-tight way she often did, as she glanced to the mannequins around them. What an odd sight.]
But I suppose that is a good start. I'll accept that.
[ He likes it when she holds tight. Even when she holds on enough it hurts. Especially when it hurts, when it's a reminder that she'd move Heaven and Earth (possibly literally) to drag him to her side.
It's comforting, to know he can't escape.
That's why he sighs happily as her fingers pinch and pulls her closer, so he can speak right in her ear. ]
Then... the next step should be getting you into something scandalous, surely?
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[Darn it Asura why can't she stay angry at you?]
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And that's why when you get here, we're picking out a cute swimsuit for you. One with cute ruffles, or a sarong!
[ Asura loves playing dress up, okay. ]
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[And then another message, about 5 minutes later: ]
...You're the only one I will permit to see me in a state of undress.
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It's just me after hours. I sometimes run around in very little.
[ And rapidly responds to the later message, in seconds. ]
Ah? So I'll never get to enjoy the feeling of immense burning jealously when all eyes are on you due to your incomprehensible beauty, and I must do something drastic to show them all that they stand no chance!?
[ And perhaps more importantly- ]
And does it mean if it's just you and I, you'll wear a swimsuit and high heels for me!?
[ He's in that euphoric state where all his shyness has faded. All that's left is overwhelming love and attraction to her. He makes pervy suggestions sometimes. ]
these two are disasters
And
I
I suppose I will consider it
[Darn it Asura, making her blush!]
a meteor hitting a hurricane
You can pick the heels, though. 😘
Basically yes that
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[ You know he's all about fear. ]
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Well, if he loves fear, does he like a creepy, red skeletal hand coming from behind him to grab his shoulder?]
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If you were going to miss me that much, you shouldn't have kept me waiting so long.
[There was an undeniable warmth in her tone, so don't take the scolding too seriously.]
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[ His counter comes effortlessly, though somewhat broken up by the fact he planted kisses between each word. He turns, and just keeps kissing up- he doesn't even care if she's in her true, skeletal form. He'll kiss all the way up her arm on his way to her lips. Or teeth, if she is a skeleton. He doesn't give a damn. ]
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[Well, it's a bit of both. Still shrouded by the fog of her human guise, but she's letting it break in places to see the creepy bones beneath. She'll let him dote on her, running her other hand through his hair and sneaking a kiss to his forehead as he does so.]
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[ He abbreviates the saying to its bare bones, because he's too busy kissing her bare bones. It's entirely in keeping with their loose agreement that he's allowed to run away and she's allowed to bully him into staying depending on their moods, at least.
He lets out an 'eek' as she kisses his big ol' eye, but it's happy- it's like those ASMR videos of people kissing the camera lens but better. A pair of his scarves wind around to press hands to his cheeks as it descends into giggles, but he doesn't stop his trail of kisses until he puts one right on her lips. Or teeth, he's not picky! ]
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[And then she found the single, punctuated words - an attempt to replicate his tone - cut off as his lips met her's and she kissed him fondly.
Asura shouldn't be allowed to be this adorable, she decided, as that cute little 'eek' noise he made.]
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Well! That's a good start for making up for it, isn't it?
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[Smiling, holding onto his shoulders in that just-a-little-too-tight way she often did, as she glanced to the mannequins around them. What an odd sight.]
But I suppose that is a good start. I'll accept that.
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It's comforting, to know he can't escape.
That's why he sighs happily as her fingers pinch and pulls her closer, so he can speak right in her ear. ]
Then... the next step should be getting you into something scandalous, surely?