[ It is a surprise to both boys, and Yamato is briefly thrown off his game just a little to look over at Nariko and Fred with some confusion, locking eyes with the blonde boy in the process over Nariko's shoulder. But that... that can wait, because right now he has another blonde who was demanding his attention, insomuch as she could demand anything right now. So after he looked away from her he looks right back at her, apologizing by way of a very sheepish smile.

A smile which quickly enough softens when she squeezes her hand again and then lets go there, bringing the hand up to gently brush back her hair and kiss her on the cheek, sliding his lips over to her own, which he locks for a long moment even as his hands make to wrap around her and squeeze her ass ]

Your lips taste very good, Charlotte. Did you want me to call you that, or something else?

[ As for Fred though... he couldn't wait! No, the blonde boy is - well, he's hard as a rock, a little bit confused and - well, Nariko did just drop the minor bombshell that his mom kisses her. He knew that she did it sometimes with Nariko's other mate but still. He swallows and tries to keep himself together here in the form of - ]

A---aaah? Well, 'm sure as anything now my lips're nowhere as soft as yers, uh. Nariko.

[ That's so weird to say. But it's true! He does balm up a lot, but still, hers were puffy and soft and delicious ]