[Grease burns are NOT sexy, Momo. But Yuki is sexy, so maybe he can find a compromise between "just an apron" and normal clothing. An idea hits him, and he sighs as though long-suffering but enchanted.]
I'll see what I can do.
[Then he traces Momo's lips with his thumb fondly. One finger slides under Momo's chin, and Yuki offers another kiss, slow and deliberate.]
Seriously, I meant I'll do anything... that won't get me gravely injured. Pretend I'm a wish-granting fairy. Otherwise, I'll just do what I want.
[Clearly Momo just needs to buy him a more grease-resistant apron for his birthday. But another kiss is a plenty good distraction for the moment, even though Momo ruins the slow and deliberate nature a bit by nibbling Yuki's lip a little in return. He's in a bit of a playful mood, and he can't help but laugh a little as his fingers lace through one side of Yuki's hair.]
Having so many options makes it so hard to decide, though. How am I meant to pick just a few things to have my Yuki do for me? [His fingers are still in Yuki's hair, clinging a little for the moment, but his tone shifts even more to the side of joking.] Ah, maybe I should resurrect that request for you to magician yourself into being my seat? But then you couldn't cook...
[They're about three minutes into this conversation and things have already hit human furniture. At least he gives a cheeky little wink that says it's probably not a genuine request. Maybe.
He'll stick a pin in it for later in the day and see how he feels then.]
[Momo makes a very put-upon face when Yuki decides to sympathise with him for a second, because indeed it is the hardest decision of his life. Definitely. No joke intended at all.
Still, he "concedes" with a few gentle pets to the side of Yuki's head.] Oh well, I guess I have to think about where I'd sit anyway, otherwise I might break you in half...
[Is Yuki ever going to live down being built like a stick, no he's not. But for now, Momo puffs his cheeks out a bit at having to choose Again and runs his hands up the sides of Yuki's face, cupping his cheeks in turn.]
You can't initiate all this kissing and then tell me I have to stop kissing you to get breakfast, that's cruel! [And yet...yeah, he's going to give Yuki another kiss after that, firm and a bit domineering with the grip on his face, that he breaks reluctantly after a few long seconds.]
...But I guess you can make up for it later. [He is free to make breakfast, though Momo's still kind of holding onto his face. Just not strongly enough that he can't very much be removed.]
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I'll see what I can do.
[Then he traces Momo's lips with his thumb fondly. One finger slides under Momo's chin, and Yuki offers another kiss, slow and deliberate.]
Seriously, I meant I'll do anything... that won't get me gravely injured. Pretend I'm a wish-granting fairy. Otherwise, I'll just do what I want.
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Having so many options makes it so hard to decide, though. How am I meant to pick just a few things to have my Yuki do for me? [His fingers are still in Yuki's hair, clinging a little for the moment, but his tone shifts even more to the side of joking.] Ah, maybe I should resurrect that request for you to magician yourself into being my seat? But then you couldn't cook...
[They're about three minutes into this conversation and things have already hit human furniture. At least he gives a cheeky little wink that says it's probably not a genuine request. Maybe.
He'll stick a pin in it for later in the day and see how he feels then.]no subject
I'm sorry to make you choose between using me as furniture and having food lovingly made. I know it's hard for you.
[Wink.]
Think about it. If you end up wanting to sit on me, maybe we can find a compromise... I can think of a few things, so I believe in you, Momo.
[Oh, the innuendo.]
I'll get started on breakfast once you've had enough of kissing me.
[...Says the one who's being kissy.]
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Still, he "concedes" with a few gentle pets to the side of Yuki's head.] Oh well, I guess I have to think about where I'd sit anyway, otherwise I might break you in half...
[Is Yuki ever going to live down being built like a stick, no he's not. But for now, Momo puffs his cheeks out a bit at having to choose Again and runs his hands up the sides of Yuki's face, cupping his cheeks in turn.]
You can't initiate all this kissing and then tell me I have to stop kissing you to get breakfast, that's cruel! [And yet...yeah, he's going to give Yuki another kiss after that, firm and a bit domineering with the grip on his face, that he breaks reluctantly after a few long seconds.]
...But I guess you can make up for it later. [He is free to make breakfast, though Momo's still kind of holding onto his face. Just not strongly enough that he can't very much be removed.]