#local coat closet spicy closeness that borders on silly lol

[soulflatter]

He really can't take it anymore, the goading she utters, the taunts, the body before him. Yuzuki's losing his mind at this point, how long can one man just, try to ease a situation on without losing his grip on restraint.

No, if he continues to let her whirl him around, he'll be twisted around her finger for hours. It's not a bad feeling, but he really can't let go of his ego and pride.

He finally decides to act, as much as she pushes against him, his clothes, her clothes, they have to go. A finger pulls down her bra, freeing her chest to be groped directly. Another hand finally pulls his underwear and pants down as well, freeing that hard part of him that she's been so cruelly teasing.

His own top could be shrugged off now at this point, the two of them so easily removing what last vestiges of clothing that might get in his way. It might even be a little cute how eagerly he moves suddenly, not saying too much more, trying not to get caught up in her word games.

With most of it off, his hands move to pull her panties down too, things have accelerated and for a brief moment, he spreads her legs, and things are only inches away.

Then the door rings.

There's a voice outside, "Hey open up Dad! I'm home, I thought I'd drop off some left overs for you before we head out again." The knocking continues, and keys can be heard inserting into the door.

"No way.. my daughter's here!?" He stands up quick, looking around. Though both of them are nearly stripped, most of their clothing is still on their bodies at least. Just pulled down or moved out of place...

If they just...

"Quick here." Panic sets in, he instinctively pulls Kal up into his arms, hands on her hear, he carries her in a rather intimate position facing him. He rushes out of sight, to a closet he knows she never checks.

As the door opens, and someone walks in calling for him. The two of them are stuck in a curious position. Stuck in a closet, pressed against each other, nothing really covering the important bits between them.

Of course, he's still hard, and their parts are touching given his curious carrying position. "Shh..."

"Don't move too much...she'll leave soon, idiot coming home early..."

❝ Do as I say, not as I do. ❞ A phrase Doctor Kal'tsit is all too familiar with. She lectured her trainees on maintaining personal and work relationships separate from one another. And yet, here she is. Fraternizing with a former patient of hers. Will the headaches never cease? No, of course not. It was just the beginning of stress headaches and gritted teeth around his obstinate man. ❝ Are you attempting the innocent card? It won't work on me. ❞ The feline interrogates, miniscule fangs peeking beneath her lips as she converses.

He is... insufferable. Then again, so is she.

Emerald irises peer unflinchingly into his garnet ones, narrowing. She could feel his fingers digging into her raised knee, as the rubbing continues. He's quite hard through the confines of his clothing. It comes as no surprise to the medic, either. Not even when his other hand cups her chest, pushing against the fabric and underwire more.

What's holding him back from simply hooking his fingers in the seams and liberating her breasts? She holds back a dry chuckle, but a smirk manages to flit across rosen tiers.

❝ So what if it is? Your body isn't far-off, either. I can feel the hardness against my knee, straining for liberation. ❞ Uncouth words leave her mouth.

Professionalism has left the building ages ago. It's now a battle of wiles.

With renewed vigor, she wiggles a little lower and a little closer. A free hand grips at Yuzuki's shirt, tugging viciously at the garment --- fingers sliding underneath to touch bare skin.

❝ It's true. I did come for that. ❞ If he expected an ounce of shame or embarrassment from the feline, well... it wasn't happening. ❝ And you seem so eager to quell that sputtering flame within. Am I wrong? ❞ Perhaps she's purposely rubbing him a little faster.