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Hm, maybe when you show 'Artsy' the art room. What would your crystalized joy for it looks like. [He nuzzles under his ear and whispers.] I wonder if his reaction would get you riled up? Does it work if you expect it?

[MK shivers and swallows a little. Red Son is clearly in a mood. And he likes the energy.]

I don't know. I think it'll be a surprise. Um. We should see. Together. Hmmm. After dessert maybe? Sound good?

[MK isn't the only one who can menace.]

[He chuckles.] It would be very telling if it still happens after 'dessert.' [He'll feel the bull tail wrap around his leg.] Not that I mind either way.

[Mk blushes as he feels it. He swallows.]

Then we can have dessert in the art room. And do both.

Hm, if you don't mind. It is meant to be your space. That's why I gave you a key. Only people you invite in should be allowed in. [And, well, Red Son has felt he's been given too much 'reign' over the house when he wants to share it with MK.]

Then I invite you in for dessert. It'll be fun. [Especially if he is reading where this is going right. And with Artsy, it would be fun. And probably a little weird.]

[Probably. Red Son is not exactly sure what will happen with the clone around, but MK was always delightful in his surprises.]

Hm, that is the idea. I even got this new outfit and everything.

[Another kiss to the back of his neck, because pulling away to head to the table, hips swaying.]

[And very much wearing a sexy santa number, with no sleeves, exposed shoulders, and a very short skirt, hugging her curves, to go with thigh high red socks.]

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[Mk turns to look at Red Son and makes an eep noise. He stares at the outfit and swallows.]

Oh. Oh Merry Christmas indeed. Heh. You're prepared, as always.

[She grins as she takes a seat, chin resting on her hands. Eyes very intently watching MK.] Well, you have been a very good boy this year.

Its only right you get plenty of...presents.

[MK smiles back at her.]

Even with all my menacing?

That's why I didn't wake you up in this. Making you wait is your bit of coal.

I do love how devious you are.

Thank you. I do try. [Her tail wags behind her.]

But first, we shouldn't waste all your cooking.

[Mk serves up the food at the table and sits next to Red Son. His legs brushes hers under the table as he starts to eat.]

You succeed, beautiful.

Hm, you could stand to call me that more, love. [Her tail moves to wrap around his waist, a leg pressed to his as she began to eat.]

[Mk blushes as his leg rubs back and his hand slides down to pet her tail.]

I can do that. Good to know.

[She shivers at the petting, leaning against him.]

Hm, I like when you compliment me. Its' nice to ahve the attention of a handsome young man. [Leaning in to kiss his cheek, before straightening up to start eating.]

[MK blushes and smiles. He flips his hair and starts to eat. A few bites in he speaks again.]

You are amazingly handsome, beautiful, and smart. You're strong. And I love your laugh.

[Oh.]

[She may have made a mistake.]

[Red Son blushes, hair sparking up a few moments, still ever directed away from him.] Laugh is new.

[Mk grins. Oh Red Son may have miscalculated. But now she has a whole new means of menacing her.]

I thought I should let you know. You have a great laugh.

I always thought it sounded too much like a manic cackle than anything. [She is. Doing her best to keep eating. To not be distracted utterly from her food.]

Well I don't.

[He smiles and keeps eating, happy with the flirting and menacing for now. He'll hold off though so they can actually eat. There will be plenty of time in the art room for more menacing anyway.]

Oh.

[Yep, that is definitely a tiny fwoosh there and she's just gonna put food into her mouth so she doesn't have to talk.]

[MK will probably feel the end of his bull tail lightly wagging at the end against his thigh.]

[MK smiles as he feels the tail wag. Oh that is a good feeling alright.]

The food good?

Hm, it is. Your father taught you well.

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