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[She is painfully, painfully dense at times, so it's probably good that Masaomi steered them back to that, otherwise the topic really would have been lost for good! ]

As long as none of those suggestions get us arrested. [That's her only real caveat! And it's not even a complicated one. But she looks to Mikado, because both of these topics are pretty interesting (how awfully fitting for a girl on a date with two different guys) and she doesn't want to not hear about the clubs.]

If you don't mind! Nathan will probably want to look into it so I should be prepared.

Alright, so check it!

[ What happens next might be confusing, particularly if her focus is split. Namely, Masaomi starts to list off a number of strange suggestions while Mikado starts to talk about clubs. Both of them are going to some effort to talk over each other, but Mikado is speaking a little louder, largely because the other boy knows that his topic is altogeter more pertinent at the moment. But either way, in relative unison: ]

At the school after school, in a pool, in the park, on a street corner, behind the pizza place, in the pizza place, in a public bathroom, n a ferris wheel, in your room, my room, his room, Yori-san's room...

Well... We dod have a strong IT club which has tried to get me to join before, and Masaomi was almost recruited by a Social Gatherings group... which is to say something like a party and dance planning committee. There's all sorts of other standard ones ... ah. I don't really know what Nat-kun would be looking for?

[What in the world.

The initial confusion has more to do with why they're both talking at the same time rather than splitting her attention. It's a little easier to pay more attention to Mikado but sort of tune into Masaomi every other second, but this can't be some weird competition thing, since they're both so chill about the three way arrangement anyway soooo.

Apparently Masaomi's just being obnoxious and Mikado's talking over him, and therefore also being semi obnoxious.]

Okay, first of all, if anyone's having sex in Ms. Yori's room it's not going to involve me. [That's just rude, after all.]

Also, first, but technically said second: [So basically, responding to Mikado now.]

Nathan would like chess or something incredibly strategic like that. And why haven't you already joined the IT club?

[ Masaomi snorts and laughs at this, because yes, he was being obnoxious but good on her for even following a lot of that. He lefts Mikado start off, graciously giving a little hand motion to the guy and cutting off the list which might have turned into nonsense if he kept going. ]

I... Well I just don't know if I'd fit into their scene, really? Plus someone needs to keep--

[ And Masaomi interrupts with, ] Eeeeeh?! But think of the adventu---ow! [ And Mikado hits him in the stomach, lightly. ]

-- this guy in check.

Rude!

[ Masaomi crosses his arms, putting on a mock-pout as he leans back from them. But Mikado goes on, unabated. ] There is a tabletop club, so there's a lot of that... uhm. Strategy...

[It's a bit rude of her but Nariko reaches over to pull at Mikado's arm, hopefully guiding his head to her chest so that she can somewhat dramatically pet his hair.]

That's awful, Mikado! You can't spend all your time worrying about Masaomi! You won't have anytime for your new girlfriend if you're always looking at someone else! That's doubly awful for you since I can get jealous!

[This is all for dramatic, for making Mikado blush and getting under Masaomi's skin a bit, but it's also incredibly fun payback for the both of them being difficult at her.]

[ Mikado, for his part, yelps a little at the subject being dropped even as he was trying to think of more clubs for her and her brother. He's pulled down into her chest, going read up to his ears and once more shifting his glasses up her cleavage and into her neck. They must be a little big on him. But ...

Um.

Feels nice. ]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh?!

[ Masaomi's reaction is, of course, appropriately theatrical, going wide eyed, shouting, and waving his arms. If there were more people in their vicinity it would clearly be making a scene. As it is, some young woman biking glances over but what with being on a bike of course doesn't bother to stop or anything. But Masaomi goes further, lurching forward and breaking out into a little rant of sorts, played up for yucks ]

That's making me sound like the hanger on her NariNari, I'm not sure that's a fair conclusion?! Are you calling me a barnacle? A barn? A shed? A hoe?!

[ Those are only loosely connected ideas.

[You'd think that since she looks at Mikado rather consistently she would remember his glasses. They are right on his face, after all, but she doesn't - Sorry, man, it's really, definitely not on purpose at all. But while Masaomi does his thing Nariko just keeps holding Mikado, but if he really wanted to he could move away and she wouldn't try to stop him.]

Nope, you're just Masaomi.

[If there was going to be any sort of motivation here, real talk, she probably just wanted an excuse to be touched. But since she's already proved that she can keep up with his weird ridiculousness she tries to meet it with simplicity - just to see what he'll do. ]

--!!! No, no, you can't possibly be going into the character reads of our names?! Just because Mikado's the Emperor to my vassal doesn't mean that it's a peak that you need to climb!

[ Now that was truly esoteric and relied on how his and Mikado's names' characters are read as well as a presumed meaning of what characters might make up her name could be read. Or possibly just some random bullshit.

Either one works.

As for Mikado... he tries hard not to laugh at that, just sort of ignoring Masaomi to soft being drown in tits ]

I literally don't understand what you're saying.

[Like, it's clearly English so that's a plus, but otherwise she can only blink at him - it's not even a tactic this time! How is she supposed to respond if his input is all weird?]

[ . . . At that, Mikado actually does laugh, and Masaomi's cheeks darken because even with his face in tits Mikado is there laughing at him. He needs to change the subject somehow or another. So...

So...

Soo--! ]

I could make a chart of NariNari's tit size relative to age! I bet it wpuld be 65% accurate!

[This is ... Weird. And frankly Nariko isn't really the type that enjoys a loss of control, mostly because it's been irritatingly prevalent in her life, but this isn't a situation where it has to be upsetting. The problem is Masaomi is. Weird. So the only way to fix this is to .... To ...?

Look, he can't keep talking if she kisses him and just doesn't stop.

Foolproof plan.]

[ The weird part about this kiss is that Mikado head and his chest connect in the course of it. It's a weird feeling, but hey, he set them up with this dynamic, so he should get used to it. The fourteen year old wraps his arms around Nariko, sandwiching Mikado's upper body somewhat awkwardly between them.

And he accepts the kiss, rolls with it, deepens it ]

[Would it kill Masaomi to ever do what she expects?! Probably. But then she likes him exactly because he's such a pain in the ass, but she can't afford to be that honest with herself. It's bad enough that she very clearly didn't foresee such an immediate and involved response, but Nariko tries to match it anyway, but Mikado is kind of stuck ...

This is weird, and also maybe they shouldn't be kissing so ardently right out in the middle of a park. Oh well. If that's the oddest thing they do it might actually be an accomplishment.

She'll stop in a little bit for Mikado's sake but just let her indulge in this kiss, though she can't move a lot for fear of making their (apparent) mutual love interest even more uncomfortable.]

[ Damn, but did he pull this off? Honestly, in no small part, Masaomi was floundering, trying to get used to who he was now and what his dynamic was with his best bud and this woman between them (well, no, Mikado was between right now...) going forward. And what with being n puberty it isn't solid but

In the midst of this kiss, a small trail of his scent comes out from him, as if wanting to prove a point.

Or maybe he was just turned on to begin with, who knows? Either way, without much regard for Mikado, who slides out from between them to sort of lean on Nariko's thighs he opens his mouth a little and tilts his head sideways. The darker haired boy is fumbling around for his glasses even as they continue ]

[He'd pulled off a kiss, but it wouldn't have been difficult to get one from her at all. He'd just need to go for it the same way he did yesterday! That, and she'd sort of been waiting for him to flirt a little more actively or touch her more but it just hadn't happened, so no harm in her going first! And that little hint of his scent is enough to make her moan, and immediately shift forward, so it's a good thing Mikado had already planned on moving.]

Mmn.

[Now she's getting riled up and that's when she pulls away, bracing a hand on the ground.]

A-ah! Haha! Weren't we going to the swings?!

[She's not allowed to get all horny and excited, because chances are that's all they'll smell, so she's trying to be a little considerate. It's not working out too well either way, with every violent beat of her heart, her scent pumps out just the same, that formless, devouring need, but in a significantly lower dose than what she's scared of producing.]

[ That formless odor is enough to consume boys of their age and stature. Still, thinking himself good enough to defy that biology or just feeling the need to mouth off, Masaomi adds to a list he stopped making a while ago and thus might be hard to follow, licking his lips clean of whatever of her saliva might've gotten on it. ]

This park.

[ But Mikado, for his part, is huffing a little and sitting up. He considered standing, but - he instead offers a hand to Nariko, to let them stand together or... or something. She sounds, looks, smells very excited.

Could she be as high strung as they are? ]

Swings. I'll -- lead us?

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[That ... Is not helping her attempts at self control. Her scent careens upward, becoming overbearing for the grand total of a full second and then sharply drops, which is what it tends to do when she reacts instinctively and then immediately tries to repress it. On a mental level, it's very dizzying for her to feel, so it's good that Mikado offers his hand because her face is kind of hot and her dress is already a little tight but it feels tighter. Nariko successfully hides the little bit of relief that just comes with taking his hand, though, and gets up on shaky legs.]

Y-Yeah! Just - tell me where to go.

[She's definitely as high strung as the both of them, maybe combined. But this is a date!]

[ They're both suckered by that second, Mikado's scent becoming the more pronounced of the two despite Masaomi being no less interested. Rather, it's more he's yet to gain any sort of control over it, but he's also yet to gain too much of it to begin with. His development cycle in that regard was just beginning, but Mikado was making the world smell of sea salt around them, and he's distinctly embarrassed by it. Still, he stands with her, nodding so as to lead her away and towards the swings. ]

This way...

[ Masaomi, for his part, gets in step behind them. They need to clean up that picnic to be fair but he does so by way of simple pulling in the corners of the blanket and thus scooping up all the wrappers and such into one sac to carry with them ]

[That smell is ... Well, she waits until they get closer to the swings to squeeze Mikado's hand.]

Hey, is that you?

[And because his answer won't be good enough on its own Nariko gets up in his space, leaning in towards his neck where she can literally sniff at his skin. Yeah, that's definitely come off of Mikado, though she'd worried it might be Masaomi despite how little sense that would make. It hadn't escaped her that he didn't have a specific, named kind of scent the other day.]

You smell like the ocean!

[And on top of reacting to it naturally she just loves the surface detail of it, too! So while Nariko had every intention of actually getting on the swing she also kisses his neck with an indulgently satisfied moan, as if she could taste it on him.]

[ Masaomi's snickering, looming back a bit both to try to control his own scent and to clean up the picnic. Not that he isn't right behind them, even as they make it to the swings, he is still there maybe only four meters off... but he's taking his time now to sort out what's trash and what's not here, and walk off to trash it. Mikado would normally do this sort of stuff and the face he is -- the irony isn't lost on him, but still, his bro's getting his mack on now ]

I-- yeah. That's... that's me. Thank you?

[ The Ocean... his scent spikes at the kiss, but he does try to reign it in ]

[Mikado should know how utterly hopeless it is to try and control any part of this, especially when Nariko's become focused on something. And right now she's illogically adoring of Mikado's neck, nipping and then outright biting it gently, wrapping both her arms around his shoulders and pressing as close as possible. He can try to control himself all she wants but she's given up on it in favor of drowning in his smell.

It was just so ... Comforting. And nostalgic. Both of those qualities were pure coincidence but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the result.]

Welcome.

[She barely lets up to say even that much.]

[ . . . Is she doing this on purpose?

How big are her boobs after all?

Did he even know the size of boobs well enough to kiss?

And she's taller than him... a little. Maybe?

No, she's a bit short, just not in those heels.

And he's...

He's going to get a boner ]

A...aaaah.

[Of course she's doing it on purpose! Nariko might be a little scattered but she manages to have a plan at least half the time! And this one involves pulling away the moment she can feel that boner.]

Swings!

[They need to do the swings or get on them or something because they're going to end up fucking and that still wasn't her goal, here. Purposefully and cruelly teasing him? Yes, that was maybe a side objective, but hardly a convincing one since she barely managed to get herself onto the seat, twisting the chains in place.]

You still have to push me.

[She's so turned on that it feels like there's a goddamn river between her legs, and when she looks at him there's nothing but want in them.]

[ . . . What the fuck was that? ]

A-ah, yes! Of course! I--- yes.

[ Masaomi's back by now, looking back a bit and trying not to laugh outright at Mikado and her. But right now, Mikado scurries to get up to the swing, to get behind her. He tries hard not to inhale her scent, to try to determine what it smells like. He's only ever known two people who don't have definable scents, Yori-san and Masaomi. It's hard to decide what she smells like, and he--

Shouldn't be.

But still, a light push... ]

I'll be doing that...

[.... She's actually kind of disappointed in him! He didn't get it at all! He was supposed to chase after her! There was a double meaning to that whole 'push' thing. And if it's unreasonable of her to expect a horny teenage boy to pick up on such a thin hint then she wouldn't know!]

Thank you!

[And Masaomi gets a perfectly ... semi-normal smile.]

I haven't done this in a really long time.

[... Masaomi had said he wanted to add the park to the list, soooo.]

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I'm always so excited to tag with you rofl

aw I'm glad <3 I'm sorry I made you wait again but the power got knocked out, so that was a thing

oh gosh I'm so sorry to hear that, that sucks man (but yeah I am it's all yay its them)

yeah! but we're all good now and I even have monday off so all is well (<3)

Excellent, excellent!!

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