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[January 2188. Quite recently, the Riskbreakers have caught and turned in a certain time-bending pervert and been roped into having more of the Disciplinary Committee's work fobbed off on them. Around the same time, Retsu had his location sold and Hotaru sent Hisoka off to find the poor boy. Somewhere in the timestream, the student council president came to school with the most magnificent of hickeys and it nearly caused a riot. All of these things, plus a variety of other rumors, mean today, one Mibu Hotaru just dropped about six inches of paperwork squarely on her older brother's desk and then locked herself in the disciplinary committees room, barricading it against Tess and Johnny.

...Someone might need a day off.]

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[He may have to resort to tranq darts when Sei's personal life eventually comes to light. Tranq darts and an enforced vacation.

For now, though, she has been reduced to pleased noises and basically being flopped under his hands, so his plan was an excellent one.]

Mmm...you've been planning this?

[He cannot, apparently, massage her brain into submission, tho.]

It would seem that a situation like this would require me to start pulling out all of my tricks, wouldn't it?

[She's getting her skirt? Pants? Whatever she's wearing, they're getting pulled down a little so he can finish up with the muscles in the small of the back.]

After all, your well-being is the most important thing to me.

And yet, somehow I don't believe this is all the tricks you have up your sleeve...

[She'll shift a little so he can pull the uniform shirt down a bit easier, but she is being rather uncharacteristically cooperative. Apparently, massage gets you a very biddable Hotaru.]

It's far from all of my tricks, but who plays their whole hand at once?

[She's getting massages then perilously close to her booty, but. He does seem to be behaving. He'd rather finish this up and let her relax, it seems. And with that, she gets a kiss on the back of the head.]

There. Better, yes?

Yesss....[Well, once he's done, she'll actually roll over and flop comfortably over his lap. Without bothering to put a shirt back on. Best plan.]

Much better. You're a lifesaver, Seijirou, seriously.

[Well. This was well outside of his calculations, given how red he just turned from her doing that.]

S-shouldn't you put a shirt on first, before you begin saying things like that, Hotaru?

Hmmm....[She makes a show of thinking about it, before grinning up at him.]

No, no I don't think so. But would you rather I did now?

I-I feel this question is terribly unfair. It's not proper for you to be undressed like this, you know... Your family would have my head.

Like hell I'd let them take it. Father's got absolutely no room to talk, anyway...to hell with these archaic notions of who's acceptable for me to like.

[Reaching up to touch her hand to his face.]

[It is a very warm face, but for his part, Seijirou's just accepted his fate while she does this.]

I really must protest, Hotaru...

How so?

[Yes, facetouching from the pretty girl who likes you, a truly terrible fate.]

Given that I'm your bodyguard, you laying like this in my lap is hardly proper, isn't it?

[He says this like he's going to move or stop staring.]

And when have I cared about what's proper? What did I just say, Seijirou.

...I really must point out that, as flattering as this all is, it really isn't going to work because your bother and father will kill me.

[I mean he's got a mostly naked object of his desires in his lap. You have to say something for his Buddha-like patience.]

...Okay, to be serious for a second, Father's got absolutely no room to talk and I can take Haruka in a fight.

[But, finally sitting up, then, since he's pretty clearly legitimately uncomfortable with this situation.]

I don't...intend to just leave you to suffer the consequences for what I want, Seijirou.

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I am aware of that, I just...

[Well then. He'll just reach out and return this favor of facetouching, through her hair.]

Hotaru, you know that I would do literally anything that you asked of me, no matter what. But, you must explicitly tell me what that is before I may act on that.

...I just don't want you to feel you have to hold back for any reason but your desires, at least in this. I know we can't break out of these roles entirely, but...

[She leans into his hand, and sighs, closing your eyes a little.] You let me be just Hotaru...I want to be able to let you just be Seijirou, too.

[When she leans into his hand, he considers for a moment, and then leans forward some.]

Hotaru... You should realize by now, you are my only desire.

[And then he leans forward the rest of the way and kisses her, rather softly and sweetly, and slow enough that she could back away.]

[She's definitely not backing away from it, or doing anything but kissing him back, as gently as someone with her temper can really manage.

It's almost like she's trying to make clear he has full autonomy in this situation!]

[Well, then, he's just happy to keep this kiss going for a full, long while, and when he does have to break it, he'll pull her back against him because seriously, no top must be cold.]

...Thank you.

[Yeah she's pretty happy leeching his warmth, won't lie.]

Anytime. [Nuzzling into his neck.] I want to do this much, for you.

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