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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark let out a hum and bit back a moan, shivering as Kiora's lips met with the skin of his neck. There was that buzz again which made him feel ticklish and sensitive. Actually, his ribs were very likely to become weak points for him when he got worked up, something that neither of them had discovered yet.
 
Kiora smiled and kissed him again. "Hmmm, I like that." She said, pressing into his side gently as she kissed his neck.
 
When Kiora pressed into his side, it elicited a large moan from Mark, a sound that he himself wasn't expecting to come out. His face suddenly became flushed and he shuddered a lot more as he buried his face into her shoulder, wrapping an arm tightly around her waist to try and hold himself still.
 
Kiora raised an eyebrow, giggling softly. "Sensitive too?" She asked him, pressing into his side more as he snuggled into her. She was enjoying getting a little payback for earlier.
 
Mark let out a muffled groan as Kiora prodded his side. "Maybe a little," he mumbled into her shoulder.
 
Kiora smiled, kissing his jaw softly. "Seem's I'm not the only one." She whispered, pressing it into his side.
 
Mark had gotten more worked up than usual by Kiora, his breaths becoming heavy and shaky as his girlfriend tortured him.
 
Mark spent a moment trying to calm his breathing, until at last his breaths came in and out at a steady pace once more. "Good idea," he murmured.
 
Mark looked up at Kiora and chuckled, closing his eyes and relaxing into her with a content sigh.
 
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"You sure you still don't want to tell me about that dream of yours?" Mark asked, opening his eyes again and looking at Kiora with a smirk.
 
"So, is there anything you want to do to pass the time before we go out tonight?" Mark asked while continuing with the gentle motion.
 
Mark chuckled a bit at Kiora's response. "Yeah, I had a feeling that you'd say that," he said, kissing her forehead.
 
Mark sat there with Kiora for a while longer before yawning and stretching, sitting up from the couch and going to his room.
 
"Maybe," Mark called over his shoulder before disappearing into his room. However, he came back a moment later, grinning as he walked up behind the couch and promptly smacked Kiora over the head with a pillow.
 
Kiora let out a squeak, then a growl as she clamped both hands in the side of the pillow and tore it from his hands.
 

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