((She's. Still shirtless))
Osora leaned, once again, into his touch happily. "I would. I'll grab my laptop if you grab the bag of food? I'm feeling slightly light headed right now." She, lifted her head, eyes taking a moment longer to focus on him than they should have.
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(SHOOT SORRY. I’m not doing too good today huh? xD)
“Of course.” He bent down to scoop her into his arms, weary of her knee. “Grab your laptop, I’ll carry you to wherever you’d like to go.” He murmured, nuzzling her softly.
((Don't worry! We all have our days honestly))
She let out a small sound of surprise, blinking once. "It's on-the table over there. You don't have to carry me, you know. My knee hurts, but it isn't that bad." A shattered kneecap really wasn't that bad to her. Not even the worst thing she'd dealt with and walked on.
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(Sorry bout that. I’m a little ditzy like always ahaha XD)
Tali eyed the laptop and shifted her into one arm. He grabbed it from its place and offered it to her. “Here you are,” He hummed, the bag of food swept into his thin hands. “Now, where to? I’m not putting you down until it’s the place you’d like to cuddle.
"Whichever mat you'd rather sit on." Osora said, tilting her head back to look up at him. Something soft was visible in her strangely colored eyes, not too obvious but there, sweet and kind and plenty of other things that she wouldn't admit to feeling or showing. "Or one of the beanbags."
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“Mm beanbag sounds nice!” He squeaked out, flushed from her gentle look. Tali was a big softie and rather, well, unmanly. He was used to being treated carefully and delicately. Not to mention he was raised with many females, as the shrine believed that would also help him become a more gentle divine being. It was all just some silly thinking, however. He was no divine being and the shrine leaders were rather sexist in his opinion.
Tali gently settled into a bean bag and placed her carefully into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist loosely. “Is this alright?”
Osora's cheeks were dusted with a faint blush as he sat her down on his lap, but she nestled into him just the same. Flipping open her laptop, she pulled up a recent video on the newsfeed, one that seemed to catch her eye.
"Tokyo's own hero Scythe appears again today, early this morning, to thwart a group of bank-robber wannabes. After taking quite the beating, she incapacitated the suspects with the same efficiency we have come to expect from her. Here's a clip from the video of the fight a passerby caught."
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Tali nuzzled his face into her neck, closing his eyes as he listened to the news. He could already guess who Scythe was and he hoped they were sitting in his lap at the moment. He peeked open an eye to watch along, resting his chin on her shoulder. “Is that you?” He whispered. “Scythe? Are you Scythe?”
“That’s me.” Osora affirmed, eyes fixed intently on the screen as the fight played. It was…. painful looking, for sure. Between the man with a crowbar and the man with a literal katana, and then the part where she was picked up and thrown through the large glass windows, it didn’t look fun. “That’s my hero name. I usually make a scythe, or knives, as my signature weapon. Hence the name.”
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Tali winced a few times as he watched, grimacing. His arms tightened a little around her waist and soon he had to bury his face away into her neck. He didn’t like watching her get hurt like that. “That makes sense…” he murmured, a soft groan leaving his lips. “I don’t like watching you get hurt though.”
“Getting hurt is part of the job.” She said softly, reaching down at placing a hand on his arm. “But if it makes you feel better, I don’t usually get this hurt. More minor scratches, and bruises. Quite often it’s just a knife or a fist fight.”
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Her words soothed a small part of his worry. “Thank you for that but I’m still worried for you.” He huffed, “Especially if I’m going to stick around.” A soft laugh left his lips.
She shivered lightly at the feeling of his lips on her neck as he spoke, eyes still on the screen. “You shouldn’t worry about someone like me, Tali. I’m really not the kind of person to worry about.”
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“Why not?” He asked softly, pressing a kiss to the spot his lips met skin. “I care about you, Osora.” He purred, nuzzling into her and humming. “A lot. You’re quite unlucky, I’m the clingiest of them all.”
Osora pressed the spacebar, pushing the laptop away from her a bit as she bit her lip. “Have you considered-that I’m perfectly fine with clingy? As long as you don’t spend all your days worrying yourself into a panic over me.” She was scarily close to losing her dignity with the way he was teasing her, and she was trying her hardest not to.
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“I won’t panic over it unless you get yourself nearly killed, Osora.” He growled, giving her a small squeeze. “I’m far too attached already to lose you.”
She let out a muffled noise of surprise, squeezing his arm in return. "I can't die, Tali, don't worry. I have too many people to take care of. Too many people that rely on me, and you've been added to that list. You won't lose me unless the gods decide it."
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Tali smiled slightly at her noise and chuckled at her words. “The gods cant take you away from me either. I’ll fight them for you. I was one of them according to my shrine leaders.” He nipped at her neck playfully, grinning. “You’re so cute.”
"Do you really think you can-" Osora's words were cut off as he nipped at her neck. This time, he managed to get her to fully turn red as another surprised noise slipped from her, this time a bit more…something else. "I-I am not."
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Tali shivered, pressing her more into his chest with a soft growl. “You’re adorable.” He purred, once again nipping at her neck. “You’re far too cute.”
Osora pressed a fist to her mouth, shaking her head slightly. She couldn't stop herself from tilting it though, giving him a bit more access to her neck even as she shuddered. "Nope. I'm not."
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“Mm you’re so stubborn.” The skin-stealer mused, trailing a line of kisses across the skin of her neck. “I like your stubbornness though. And everything about you.”
The muffled sound she let out, that slipped around her fist despite her attempt to stop it, sounded somewhat like a mewl. "I hope you-you know how weird that is. To find that attractive in a-any way."
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“I’m less attracted to the stubbornness itself. I like that you won’t do every little thing I say and that you don’t fall at my feet head over heels for just my looks.” He replied, loosening one arm to reach up for the hand at her mouth. He linked their fingers together. “Is this alright, Osora?” Tali breathed against her skin, once again connecting lips to skin. He wanted to mark her desperately but held down his own desires. It was too soon.
"Is this alright." He was asking her if it was alright. Osora didn't even need to think about the answer that came from her lips, paired with a gentle squeeze of his hand. "It is. More than alright." She whispered, her eyes drifting shut. She almost wanted to ask him to bite again.
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The skin-stealer hummed softly at her reply. His kisses trailed to the spot just below her ear, a soft chuckle leaving his slightly parted lips. “Your skin is so soft.”
She inhaled sharply as his lips met one of the most sensitive spots on her neck, squeezing her eyes shut tighter and pretending that would erase just how flustered she was. "I-is it? Lotion, prob-probably."
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Tali gently turned her sideways in his lap, turning her head to his. “Probably.” He murmured softly, cupping her cheek as he pressed a kiss to her lips.
Kissing. She knew that better than how to deal with the teasing to her neck, at least. Osora leaned into his hand, nuzzling his nose with her own before pressing gladly into the kiss.
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The soft affection in those actions melted Tali. He was beyond delighted she returned his feelings to at least this extent.
His other hand remained looped loosely around her waist, keeping her pressed against his front. It was almost as if he were afraid she would leave, like she would disappear from his grasp.
