[They had a fuckton to discuss, but she kicks the front door closed and doesn't care about anything but Masaomi.
It's barely five-thirty or something along those lines, no one sane is going to be awake, so they aren't going to be interrupted. This is one of the few times that she doesn't really want an audience, though that wouldn't stop her any, it's just not for anyone else, that's all.
Her fingers curl into his suit, pulling him into a kiss in the same instant that she pulls them both back towards their room. The trouble is, of course, that there's flights of stairs to get through before their room - they're probably not going to make it that far, not when she's already trying to get his pants off.]
Probably after they talk and settle a little bit so it might be later in the afternoon for them?
It's barely five-thirty or something along those lines, no one sane is going to be awake, so they aren't going to be interrupted. This is one of the few times that she doesn't really want an audience, though that wouldn't stop her any, it's just not for anyone else, that's all.
Her fingers curl into his suit, pulling him into a kiss in the same instant that she pulls them both back towards their room. The trouble is, of course, that there's flights of stairs to get through before their room - they're probably not going to make it that far, not when she's already trying to get his pants off.]