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[He leans in to take a bite - chews, and swallows]

Not bad.

Toldja.

[Pleased, and she prompts him for another bite, reaching for the sandwiches, too]

[Takes a second bite to finish it off]

You gonna try any yourself, or are you just gonna feed me all day?

Patience. I've got priorities here.

[Offers him that amazing-looking sandwich]

[Leaning in to take a bite]

What if my priorities are you eating your lunch before it gets cold?

It's a bento, it's supposed to be cold. Nests don't come with microwaves.

[Takes another bite, since she hasn't moved it,]

Where's pep's powers when you need em.

They got food heating powers?

They got whatever-they-want heating powers.

[Selects a riceball and offers it up to her]

[Flushes at this, too, and leans in for a delicate bite]

...Seems useful to keep around. The rest of us gotta make do with fires.

Fire in a nest seems like a bad call.

Exactly... Anyways, this is a chill zone. Don't need nothing like that to heat things up here.

[Curls closer around him, offering more sando]

[Mm, sando. Nom nom nom]

[Offers her one, as well]

What, you got other ideas for heating things up?

I got one or two.

[She carefully nibbles at the one in his hand, lips soft over his thumb once the sandwich has been eaten away]

I'm listening.

[Flushing,]

[She gives the pad of his thumb a gentle kiss before going for another riceball. This time she actually goes for a bite, though instead of chomping through, she holds it carefully in her jaws and leans in to offer him a bite of his own]

[He flushes - leans in, careful, to take his half]

[A pleased sound comes from deep in her throat, and she stays put so he can take as much as he likes]

[He takes his time with it - longer than it takes to get a riceball, surely]

[Oddly enough there are no complaints? So it must be fine. Her arms and wings come to draw him in closer as well]

[His encircle her waist, pulling her nearer]

[She goes readily, making a soft sound into the kiss and squirming into his lap as if she'd been serious about laying on him earlier. Though she doesn't actually push him down, she does pull her wings up around them, as if to shield them from the world]

[From the shudder and the way his arms come up around her, he was serious about her laying on him, too,]

[She shivers as well, pressing eagerly into his touch as she lays soft, small kisses over his face]

[A hand comes up to run through her hair, petting softly - ventures lower, curious, to see if those wings are as soft as they seem]

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