oh damn, it was?
Happy belated birthday, bee. Lotsa love and happiness to you. Remember to squander your youth however you want to.
For your birthday: i gift you, the gift of IshiYoshi grack- i dedicate this On Call omake to you here. Maybe when the story progresses further, you may place it whereever you wish.
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On Call
Omake #1:
“It’s not… a little lower. Yes, there! That’s the…”
“Rika, I can’t… Can we turn the lights on?”
Frustrated sighing, “Okay, fine.”
After three years, Yossi was still as slow and awkward with Rika’s bra clasps as a teenage boy. It’s all Rika could do to keep from smacking Yossi’s fumbling attempts away to whip the underwear off herself.
“You wear bras yourself- how can you not know how to work the clasps?”
“Sports bras, mostly. And sometimes, I don’t unclasp when I take ‘em off. I hate – babe, pull your hair back- messing around with intricate objects- I have butter fingers. There!”
“You’re a surgeon! I’ve seen you do micro-surgery without even a single tremor!” Rika complained, the mood now lost. She scooped up the discarded clothing and padded across the room naked to toss it into the laundry basket.
“Yeah, well. When they build bra-removing robots like the ones we use for micro-surgery, I’ll be able to operate those on you like a pro.”
Rika sighed, “Can we just go to sleep? I’m really exhausted.”
“Yeah. Sure.” Yossi got up from bed, pulling her clothes on to make the walk back to her room.
“Sleep here.” Rika ordered, yanking the pants off her lover and pushing her onto the bed.
Yossi reached up to switch the bedside lamp off and pulled the comforter over the both of them. Rika leaned over to give Yossi a soft kiss, “I’m sorry I snapped at you. It's been a stressful week.”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry I couldn’t undo your bra suavely.”
Rika giggled and snuggled closer to Yossi.
“Maybe I should go out and get more practice.”
“Okay, not funny anymore.”
Kiss. “Goodnight, Rika-chan."
“’Night.”
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