[Asuka looked up from her computer as she heard the door open and then shut, followed by the soft sound of footfalls. Kaworu was home. For a moment, she simply fidgeted in her seat and tried not to think too hard about him. The way his hair always had the look of being ruffled, how her hands seemed drawn to it. His pale skin that was usually warm and soft under her fingers. How they spent the night so close to one another, but nothing ever happened. About interlocking fingers and soft lips pressing against each other, the way she could finger his hips-
She flushed and tried to shake the thoughts out of her head. She shouldn't be thinking like this. She ought not to be. Even if they had been together for six months, they'd never really talked about sex. It just hadn't come up and now all of a sudden, it was all she could think about. She gripped the edge of her desk for a moment, trying to decide what to do. She couldn't stay in here the rest of the night. She took a deep breath, quite aware that her face was flushed. She stood and
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[She snaps again, arms folding across her chest as she glances away. She can't meet his gaze. It's too embarrassing and makes her think of other things. And that makes her blush even more. She hastily brushes some hair out of her face and tries to think of something else.]
Look - just give me those!
[She tugs one of the bags free from his arms and turns into the kitchen, setting it down on the table with a 'thud'.]
Next time try not to get so out of touch, alright? I needed y-. Needed to talk to you.
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She flushed and tried to shake the thoughts out of her head. She shouldn't be thinking like this. She ought not to be. Even if they had been together for six months, they'd never really talked about sex. It just hadn't come up and now all of a sudden, it was all she could think about. She gripped the edge of her desk for a moment, trying to decide what to do. She couldn't stay in here the rest of the night. She took a deep breath, quite aware that her face was flushed. She stood and ( ... )
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[She snaps again, arms folding across her chest as she glances away. She can't meet his gaze. It's too embarrassing and makes her think of other things. And that makes her blush even more. She hastily brushes some hair out of her face and tries to think of something else.]
Look - just give me those!
[She tugs one of the bags free from his arms and turns into the kitchen, setting it down on the table with a 'thud'.]
Next time try not to get so out of touch, alright? I needed y-. Needed to talk to you.
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