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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Kiora sniffled a bit, pressing her face into his chest tightly. "Thank you." She whispered to him, tucking her head underneath his chin gently as she tried to keep from crying to much.
 
Mark didn't say anything, just holding Kiora in her embrace and rubbing her back gently with one hand. He could tell that she needed this, needed the support, so that was what he gave her. It didn't make him feel good to see her like this, so he did what he could to try and make her feel better.
 
Kiora stopped sniffling as she looked up at him. "Thanks." She said, smiling a bit as she kept her head tucked under his gently.
 
Smiling back softly at her, Mark nodded. "Anytime, hot stuff." He kept her close, planting a kiss against her forehead.
 
Mark picked his drink up off of the floor, finishing it up before getting up to go throw the can away. He then went back to sit beside Kiora again, smiling at her for a bit before pecking her lips. "Everything will be fine," he told her.
 
Mark had a feeling that this would cheer Kiora up, so he kept the kiss going, sliding an arm around her waist and pulling her close to him.
 
Kiora pulled him closer to her, savoring the kiss. This seemed to lighten her mood a bit, and she started to smile again.
 
Mark let his lips move together at the same pace as Kiora's, bringing a hand up against the lower side of her body while he did so. Now he wasn't just doing this for her sake; he allowed himself to become immersed in this moment.
 
Kiora smiled, leaning into him. She pressed her hand gently into o his back as she moved her lips with his, her other hand moving though his hair.
 
Mark held the kiss for a bit longer, finally pulling away and letting hand slide down to Kiora's hip. He also took the time to catch some of his breath while he looked into her eyes.
 
Kiora caught her breath a bit as she stared at him. She bit down on her lips, her fingers entangled into his locks.
 
Mark chuckled a bit, running a hand through Kiora's own hair. "You seem a bit uncomfortable," he noted.
 
Mark shook a bit from the contact between Kiora's lips and the skin of his neck. "Damn it... You just had to go there," he muttered.
 
"You know... You're going to pay for this," Mark told her, trying to keep his voice even while doing so. "Either I'll tickle the living hell out of you, or go for all of your sensitive spots at once."
 
Mark gave Kiora a devilish grin upon hearing her challenge. "I wonder which option I should go with here," he mused as he snaked two hands up the side of her body, making the tips of his fingers graze over them before planting his palms firmly against either side.
 

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