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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Mark smiled back at her and slid his hand under her arm, trailing the tips of his fingers down her side to see what kind of reaction he'd get out of her.
 
Mark chuckled slightly, before swinging his legs over the side of the bed and briefly examining the floor before finding his boxers, picking them up and slipping them on before gathering the rest of his clothes.
 
Kiora sighed. "Guess it is time to get up." she grumbled, getting out of bed. She searched around for her clothes before sliding them on, going over to Mark and leaning in swiftly, biting on the skin near the nape of his neck. "That was for lying yesterday." she whispered into his ear, bounding away.
 
A grunt sounded in Mark's throat upon feeling Kiora's teeth clamp down on his skin, chuckling and shaking his head before exiting Kiora's room and entering his own, folding the clothes in his hands before grabbing a new set and taking them with him to the bathroom, closing the door shut so that he could start taking a shower.
 
Kiora smiled at his grunt as she continued walking into the kitchen to try to make some breakfast, maybe without burning it this time.
 
A few minutes later, Mark emerged from the bathroom, letting out a satisfied sigh. He was just wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, making for a rather simplistic dress style for him.
 
Kiora smiled to him from the kitchen. "Looking normal I see." She stated, her long red hair now tied up in a chopstick bun.
 
Mark smiled and nodded at Kiora, joining her in the kitchen and placing his hands at her hips while he stood behind her. Examining the bun she had her hair tied up in, he said, "You look cute with your hair up in a bun. But you look absolutely beautiful when your hair is let down."
 
Kiora smiled. "Well it is easier to cook with your hair up and food is tastier without the long red locks of hair." She said. She smiled and turned around, kissing his lips briefly. "Also don't be surprised if it is burnt. I am not good a cooking." she said.
 
"I know, I know," Mark chuckled, meeting with Kiora's lips in her brief kiss. When she told him to expect the food to be burnt, shook his head dismissively. "Don't worry about it," he chuckled. "As long as we have something to eat, that's fine."
 
Kiora smiled. "Good. Because the last few times I have dared to cook, almost burnt the house down. Now you know why I eat takeout." she said to him.
 
Mark laughed again, understanding the reference Kiora made. He kissed her neck again, embracing her body in a hug.
 
Mark shivered slightly against her frame, resting the side of his head against hers. "You know, today, maybe we could go for that swim you suggested the other day," he told her. "We could also use the Jacuzzi... or have a few drinks."
 
Mark took in a breath through his nose. "It's smelling nice, so far," he complimented. "Just gotta be careful."
 
Seeing that Kiora was trying hard to focus what she was doing, Mark slowly slid his hands away from her hips and backed away, going to sit on the couch and watching TV while he waited for her to finish.
 

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