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It was 2:30am and Mikuni was downstairs on the couch, laptop in front of her. “Arghh..” She groaned, trying to figure out how to word an email for her manager. She cracked her knuckles against her chin, then put her fingers back to the keyboard. Nothing. It wasn't even an urgent email, Mikuni was stressing over a non-existent deadline.
Resting her hands atop of her head, she leaned back into the couch. It was obvious that Mikuni wasn't going to bed until she sent the email. But just as she started to type something that made sense, a yawning Tamaki walked into the living room, “Are you coming to bed yet? It's too late for you to be down here.”
“Not right now, Ishizuka, I'm doing something.” Mikuni dismissed, not bothering to look at her. She was so engrossed in typing and she wasn't going to get distracted. Tamaki proceeded to sway side to side foolishly, “But the bed is so cold without you," she frowned, pouting her top lip.
“Just go back to sleep, I'll be there soon.”
Tamaki didn't like that reply, she dawdled over and sat next to Mikuni, resting her chin onto her shoulder. “I'm not moving until you come to bed.”
Mikuni sighed, gritting her teeth together. “I'm being serious.” She clicked her tongue. Tamaki just giggled then poked Mikuni in the cheek, “Yeah you are.”
Mikuni’s expression was mad, but her cheeks were turning pink. “Cut it out, Ishizuka.”
“I need to get this email written, I’ve only just been employed at this company two months ago and I don’t want them to think I’m dead weight,” She kept going, talking about the same thing in ten different ways of wording it.
Tamaki just wanted her to stop stressing and shut up, so after flicking through her options, she decided on one and lunged forward, kissing Mikuni.
“Mm, oh-” Mikuni forgot how quickly her girlfriend had learnt to kiss well, she melted into the kiss for a long second before pulling back. “Nope, wait.”
“Cmon, you’re seriously not still neglecting me…”
“Neglecting… Seriously? Your word choice is weird.”
“Well what is it then, huh?” She said, tracing a heart onto Mikuni’s upper arm.
“Ugh, you're so difficult.” Mikuni replied, simultaneously shutting her laptop and signalling Tamaki to come sit on top of her.
“Finally!” She smiled, eyes low from still being fairly sleepy. Without hesitation, she slid onto Mikuni’s lap, immediately going to kiss her.
Their lips locked, Tamaki smiled into it, soon relaxing as they picked up the pace. It wasn't sloppy and rushed, but passionate, every movement of their lips and tongues intentional. Tamaki made a small sound in excitement, she'd been thinking about this for a while.
Mikuni then shifted Tamaki so she was laying down on the couch, then got on top of her. Tamaki’s mouth curved slightly, looking up at Mikuni like she was the only girl in the world.
Mikuni gripped a hand onto her waist, she couldn't get enough of her adorably bratty girlfriend. She lightly bit Tamaki’s lower-lip, knowing she loved it by the way she held the back of her neck tighter. Their hands roamed along each other’s bodies, kisses getting more intense as each second passed.
Mikuni began to move her way down Tamaki’s neck, slow and intimate. And by the time Mikuni reached her collarbone, she realised maybe she was too slow when Tamaki was suddenly fast asleep underneath her, lips parted slightly, body limp.
Mikuni stood there for a moment smiling as she admired her, then she skilfully scooped Tamaki up, carrying her back to the bedroom to get the sleep they both desperately needed.
The email was going to have to wait.