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And why must I help ya fulfill yer dare again?

“WHY ARE YA ASKIN’ SO MANY QUESTIONS!?! JUST GET ON YER-” uGH. Hiyori decided that if she needed to get anything done, she’d have to do it herself. 

 The dare had been worded simply enough. Distract the man with a kiss. Now, Hiyori could happily distract people with punches, kicks, slaps and all sorts of violent vitriol… but… a kiss? She still tended to be on the shy side of things. Or maybe, it wasn’t out of shyness but more out of embarrassment. Shinji and Hiyori’s dynamic worked on a good dose of acerbic comments before they managed to roll around and let the steam out of their systems. Right now, she didn’t feel like they’d warmed up enough…

But, a dare was a dare. And what better way to distract him than with a kiss? But how to make it long? Was there a timer on these things? Was a minute too short? Five minutes? Ten minutes? Well… she wasn’t going over ten minutes. Shinji might think she was dying or something if she was kissing him that long.

No… just… just a simple kiss.

And she quickly snatched at his cravat – tie clip and all- before pulling him down so that he was awkwardly staggering over her. She kept her grip on his tie, before finally reaching for his face and pinning it in place. He wasn’t leaving.

And leaned in to press her lips straight across his. She wasn’t very nice about it at first, she had licked olives with a lot more relish than his lips --  but eventually, she moulded them against his. His lips were always soft, despite all the idiotic comments that came out of them. She moved them softly, prying them apart as she moved closer to meet them.

Was this distracting enough? She hoped so, as her lips pushed against his, tugging at his lower lip, tongue darting out against the seam of his lips to gather a small taste.