Who Needs Lungs, Anyway?

[senashenta]

I do!! I do!! Need lungs, that is...

Not that my body seems to agree with me on that at this point, given that it's still trying to forcefully expel them. =_=;;;

The only reason I'm going in to work tonight instead of calling in sick is because six hours of the eight-hour shift falls on a stat. holiday, so I'm getting paid double-time-and-a-half for it. Screw it. Sick or not, I can't turn that down. I'll call in sick the next day if I have to.

On a completely random note: Cassandra-san! Last night while doing lots of mindless labor, I decided that when the time comes that Kaida is to ask Arashi to marry him, he's going to make a point of asking her parents for permission first. ^^ I know it's an out dated tradition, but it seems very IC for Kaida, so... yeah.

I have lots of time to think about silly things like that while I'm at work.

When I'm not muttering to myself and developing severe facial ticks, that is...

....

Also?

*HACKCOUGHHACKHACKCOUGHHACKCOUGH!!*

Comments

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *groaning, shaking his head* Are you sure? It...It'd hurt Tsubame...

They probably don't sometimes...^^;;

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: I... I know... *licks her lips, panting softly, and shakes her head, working at his belt* I'm sure... I... just want... Gods, please... a-ah... please...

Probably a lot of the time, I think. ^^;;; I mean, Tsubame loves him and all, but she really seems to harbour a lot of resentment... ^^;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *shakes his head again, swallowing* Tsubame...Ah...*Watching her* Gods...A-all right...But if it hurts too much for you we're stopping ne?

I guess...^^;; With her doing this...Knowing how her father would disapprove...*shakes her head*

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: Aa... that's... that's fine... *swallows, breathing hard, and strips him of his belt, dropping it back behind herself on the floor, leaning to kiss him, working at his pants then* That's fine...

*sniggercough* Well, yeah... they probably have their share of arguements. ^^;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: M-mm...*sighs, swallowing, pulling his hand away from under her skirt, trailing his hands up to push her skirt up her legs to bunch around her waist* If you say so...*pulling her a bit closer, massaging by her thighs*

Yeah...*sighs* Must be upsetting though...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: Definitely... yes... *sighs, kissing along his jaw, pushing his pants open a bit, then shaking her head vaguely, sliding her hands up to his waist, slipping back out of his lap* Need to lay down, Kenta...

*shrugs* The thing is, I mean... Dekiru keeps such a hold on his daughters that it's kind of surprising they get along at all. ^^;;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: Aa...But where? *looking at her*

I guess they do have times when they just yell at each other ne?

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: I don't care... I don't care... *shakes her head, pulling him up, kissing him deeply, pushing at his pants a bit* Here... anywhere... Kenta, please...

Probably... Tsubame does definitely. ^^;; Sumire is really nonconfrontational, so she doesn't do the yelling thing. ^^; She's actually a lot like Fusae was when she was little. Disturbingly adorable. ^^;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *sighs softly, shaking his head, tugging down at her skirt, making it flutter to the floor* Now I've done it...*leans forward, kissing her, hands skimming up her sides to her front then down again, tugging up at her shirt*

I can imagine...^^;; Sometimes Dekiru must get ticks when he sees Sumire. Just because she's so cheerful...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: Gods... yes... *giggles vaguely, breathlessly, kissing him deeply, pushing at his pants again, sliding them down over his hips* Now you've done what, mm...

Aw. He loves Sumire, he does. ^^;;; He probably gets along with her much better than he does with Tsubame...

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *sighs, shaking his head, smiling vaguely* We were not supposed to do this ne? *rolling her shirt up a bit, touching by her sides*

He probably does.^^;

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: *sighs softly, shaking her head a bit, and eases her fingers under the edge of his underwear, touching gently* I don't care... *licks her lips absently, leaning to kiss at the base of his throat gently* I don't care... just please...

Wouldn't surprise me. ^^; Tsubame... uh... looks like she's a handful... ^^;;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *hisses softly, shaking his head, rolling her shirt up higher* Tsubame, arms up...I need to take this off you...

She could be yeah.^^;; Though I think this might be the first time she's actually done something that could really bring down her father's ire on her...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: A-aa... *lifts her arms, swallowing absently* Yours too...

Normally she's more responsible than this... ^^;;;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: In a while, I promise...*nodding, rolling her shirt up and taking it off her, tossing it to the floor*

She must be.^^; I am wondering though if a part of doing this is really just get to Dekiru or something...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: *nods vaguely, licking her lips a bit again* Okay...

Naaaa... ^^;;; There seem to be quite a few reasons for this, and Dekiru is among them... she really does want Kenta, though... and it's exhilerating, for the obvious reasons and also because she's never done anything like this before... *shrugs*

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *sighs, looking at her, smiling vaguely, slipping his arms around her, trailing them up gently against her back, pausing at the clasp of her bra* I'm the first one to see you like this ne?

Maaaa...Well. I just hope they're fine after this. Hope no one gets pregnant...*coughs*

And I'm off for some sleep. Goodnight.^^

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: *giggles softly, blushing very vaguely, sliding her hands up to rest at his chest again, shaking her head slightly and biting at her lower lip* Sou ne... you'll... you'll be my first... Kenta Akari...

Naaaa... don't say that! ^^;;; Dekiru would have a serious attack... we don't even want to joke about that... ^^;;

Oyasumi. ^^

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: Aa...*smiling, kissing her gently, pulling her closer, nuzzling gently against her hair* Naaa...I hope I don't hurt you too much...I told you I don't want to...*flicking the clasp open carefully, trailing his fingers down her spine when he was done* I hope I do this right...

Naaaa...It's a great possibility, but of course we don't let that happen.^^;; Just saying it...Ahahaha...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: *shivers, sighing softly* Ah... *shakes her head, nuzzling at the crook of his neck, licking at his jaw gently* Kenta ne... you... you won't hurt me too much... I know you won't...

I sometimes wonder about that... ^^;;; We figured it out for unmarried Starlights, but that doesn't explain for everyone else. ^^;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *sighs, kissing by her ear, holding her against him by her hips* I hope so too...*kissing lightly against her ear, her cheek, her jaw, leaning down a bit to kiss by the side of her neck, slowly drifting lower, hands slowly coming up to rest over her shoulders, slowly slipping her bra straps down her shoulders and arms* Mm...

Naaaa...^^;; We just don't want anyone pregnant.^^;; That's it I believe...

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: Don't... don't just hope... *sighs softly, tipping her head a bit and then leaning to kiss by his ear, hands drifting against his sides lightly* I know you won't... really...

There is that. ^^;; But really, realistically... I mean... ahaha... ^^;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: Aa...Not intentionally...*sighs softly, drifting lower, licking lightly against her shoulder, sliding his hands up to her sides, skimming the curve of her breasts lightly*

Guess we are fond of distorting reality.^^;;

[senashenta.livejournal.com]

Tsubame: Sou... ah... *gasps softly, brushing her lips along his jaw lightly, sliding her hands up and across his chest, pushing his shirt back, down over his shoulders* Kenta ne... take this off... please...

It's my favorite pastime. >^-^;;

[cassandracsenta.livejournal.com]

Kenta: *nods* Sou...*shrugs off his shirt then goes back to her, gently tracing the curve of her breasts with the tips of his fingers, licking by the crook of her neck*

Me too...^^;;