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[So. Not so long ago, after a very odd job offer that resulted in getting paid enough not to have to worry about rent for a good while, among other things, and Myoh's poor kicks being irreparably bloodstained, certain murderhobos have trucked their asses home, to reheat and enjoy pizza there was no time for earlier.

Myoh, for one, can't really hold still, and has settled for drumming her fingers on the kitchen counter. Even a charity run gives one hell of a rush after completion, and to be honest, it's probably why she couldn't ever go legit. But at least, this time, she isn't trying to build voltron.

Yet.]

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Myoh, was this your first mission or something?

[Counterpoint, for a guy who acts fucking insane on jobs, off the clock Lidan can just be fucking calm as humanly possible, as is demonstrated by him flopped on and over the loveseat.]

Nooooope.

[Bringing the pizza over to the couch.] You do remember the part where I'm running around inside the Network with no jack, right? That buzz doesn't lessen over time.

Oh yeah, you did mention something about that.

[You think he'd remember he lives with a literal medical miracle and superhuman being.]

So it's always like being a kid with a box of NERPS, then?

[No she wouldn't, she knows him. But she is going to sit down basically on his legs if he's going to drape.]

Please tell me you haven't actually see a kid on NERPS, Lidan.

[You say this like it would possibly make him move.]

I've seen a lot of things, Myoh. You'd be surprised.

[Well now he has a myoh on his legs for not moving, so.]

...Honestly, I don't think I have it in me to be that surprised. I've been doing this since college.

[NOMMING PIZZA.] And before you say anything, I graduated without student debt, so I'd call it a fantastic life decision.

How'd you manage that? What, are you secretly the daughter of some CEO or something? Really good at panchislot? I'm curious, now.

[Look at that Myoh on his legs. Look at him still draped all over that couch, not caring.]

[What if she decides to move over to his lap, what then?]

A CEO? God, no, I'd never be running if that was the case. I inherited enough to get me by for a while, when my grandmother died, but otherwise the rest of it was hackjobs and camgirl stunts. You would be amazed how many people will still pay for some pale-ass asian chick to strip on camera, even if she's wearing a mask.

Never would have thought of you as the camgirl type. Though with a mask, I guess that's safe enough...

[Well if she's going to settle in his lap then he'll just have to adjust. You know. Get comfortable. If this means she's gotta deal with a little grinding as he settles, then, well, these things happen.]

Lidan, look at me, I have the body mass of an emaciated squirrel. I think an elf could take me in a fistfight.

[leaning over the couch to lob the pizzabox for the trash....and making a triumphant noise when she makes it in. Now it is time to properly drape upon him.]

My options were limited, and a camgirl usually isn't gonna get shot or catch something. After a while, someone noticed I was destroying the systems of the...nastier clients and asked if I could do that without the stripper parts, and here we are.

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[You mean now is the time for him to grab her ass and continue to be a teasing jerk, yes? Because that is what's happening, when she drapes on him.]

Still, you've certainly got the figure for it... Was it more the asian thing, or the pale bookish type thing that you marketed on? I'm curious now, Myoh. Humor me.

[Laughing, and squirming a bit..] They're kind of linked together for most perverts, ain't they? I did get asked to wear one of those weird old school uniforms a lot, though...

Probably still have it, actually, if you're that curious.

That is a little weird, I'm not going to lie. Never really got guys who were really into stuff like that.

[He does grin back up at her, while he lets his fingers slide slowly down her waistline.]

Besides, you don't strike me as wanting to get up right now anyways...

It's true, you don't strike me as a guy who cares what a girl's wearing, so long as it comes off, yeah?

[Shivering a little, and leaning down to lick along his neck and jawline.]

Mmm...not really. I had been curious what you thought of the others but...don't think you wanna talk business now, either.

[He shudders a bit, and continues being a gigantic tease with his hand down the back of we're assuming her shorts, though he does lick the shell of her ear while they talk.]

Honestly? The woman, she's on her way to working with the pros. I'll be glad to work with her for the time being. Landfall, though... Pretty sure I'm going to have to put a bullet between his eyes sooner or late. Guy's a few chips short of a deck.

Why, worried I like tall girls better?

Maybe a little. She was pretty hot in the stealth gear, wasn't she?

[She might have covered a gasp by biting his earlobe, there, who knows? Also might be sticking hands up his shirt.]

That troll is going to be a pain in the ass up until you have to kill his coffee-addled ass...but I gotta say, it's been too long since I've gotten to work with you.

Well I'm sure you can, ah, keep my attention, but... mmm... What was our first job again, Myoh?

[Oh it's just that barely-there kinda ratty undershirt, the coat and the guns and the actual nice shirt come off when he's lounging around the house. But the ear bite, that actually gets his hips to grind on reflex and he is bound and determined, apparently, to just tease out all her weakest spots.]

Haa...[His grind gets, naturally, a reflexive grind back down against him in the best possible chain reaction, and given how pale she is, it's easy to tell he's getting to her, given that flush.]

T-that was...I don't even remember the client, but they wanted us to boost a bunch of paintings from some Tir count, remember? The adept they sent with us tried to take some weird statue as a bonus and triggered every alarm in the building, I had to fry the whole system to get us back out the doors...

[Why she punctuated that with pinching his nipple is a mystery only understood to Myohs.]

Ahahaa!

[The sound of someone yelping and laughing simultaenously is a bit hilarious but he'll just continue being a complete tease, since the grinding and the fingers seem to be getting her warmed up.]

I remember that job now. That was quite some time ago, though... I wasn't half the runner I am now.

Well, it w-would be kind of weird if time and experience didn't improve your skills, Lidan...

[Her breath is hot and rough against his ear, right before she licks along the shell of it. She is also squirming around, ostensibly to get her hand down to his crotch, but probably more because he's driving her insane but she doesn't want to break just yet.]

W...why'd you ask, though?

[Which is why he's going to be the biggest tease and grab her hand away from his pants. He'll lean his head down and kiss along her neck.]

Curious if you remembered. Or could even get the words out.

O-Of course I remember...you make a hell of an impression on a girl..

[Well, she's shuddering too hard to retaliate, but she's still managing words, which is really a testament to her willpower.]

How long are you gonna tease me?

Hadn't decided... Here or the bedroom?

[Just gonna lean in, pretty much doing a curl, so he can lick along her collarbone while he continues to just try to tease her along to orgasm.]

N-not...gonna last all the way to the bedroom if you keep that up!

[She does actually finally whimper now, shakily trying to go for his nipples again.]

[He's not stopping, not even if he locks up for a moment at her pinching his nipples, but he'll be letting go of her wrist so he can start to peel her shirt off.]

No, no, you've gotta tell me what you want! Here or the bedroom!