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Something something white reflection

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So. Some time has passed. A very high-profile wedding may have occured. And naturally, as soon as they came back, Rikus were being promoted to higher command and more desk-y position.

And being harassed by her subordinates when there were going to be kids. So here she is, in an office, telling Lumi (via phone, naturally), very flatly that she needs to actually admit she's dating the guy she got nearly sent to jail before she gets to lecture her about kids, and because she can work from home, she is doing this in a short dress and socks, instead of uniform.

This isn't going to get embarrassing when anyone comes home, clearly.]

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I'm hooome...

[Right, because the life of a diplomat never really ceases being a complete fucking pain in the ass, his own life has been a bunch of arguing with people about the fact that the icon of martian can-do has married a girl from he lunar colonies and there's an unending cascade of bullshit from that. He may have punched a reporter on the grounds that nobody would believe the guy who pushed for words over actions would deck a reporter.

So he's heading in and tossing his coat on the rack and pulling his tie loose with a sigh.]

[Hanging up and peering out of her office. Funny how no one raised a stink about marrying the girl from Luna until she got promoted, huh?]

Victooor, I may throttle your sister, do you mind?

I don't think you can catch her, especially if her boyfriend is hanging around.

[He'll stop by her office door, looking at her expression before he notes how she's dressed.]

Eesh... long day?

Even the fresh recruits are betting on the number of kids, now.

[Dryly, before wandering over to drape on him.]

I can take Cai, that's not the problem. You look plenty frazzled yourself, you know.

[He'll just rest a hand on the small of her back, then, and let her drape.]

Just politics, dear. Never-ending, never-decreasing in sheer stupidity... Politics.

It must have been bad if you're that blunt about it.

[reaching up to comb through his hair.] Am I gonna see you on the news tonight?

No, I very much doubt that. It wouldn't due to take on my family's political machinations...

[He hugs her close.]

Worked from home today, did we?

...What did you do, Victor?

[She likes hugs! Have a hug back.]

Yeah. It's all paperwork, I don't need to be in uniform for that.

Any excuse to take it easy, right?

[He'll stroke that hand up her back, then, slowly.]

Oh, there's a reporter at home nursing a black eye with a tale nobody will buy, is all.

...Heyy, how come you get to punch reporters?!

[Priorities, Riku.]

Because I was born into and worked to further establish a massive political empire that makes most people on the street say that if someone claims I punched them, they're the liar.

[Kissing her cheek.]

Also because I can tell you that and you make the cutest pouting face.

[Siiighing, and kissing his cheek in return.]

I made one or two reporters cry, and they never let me hear the end of it...

Why did you punch a reporter, Victor? I'm the one with the temper and terrifying reputation.

I may be a politician, but I have a right to privacy... Besides, they can disrespect me all they want, but when they start talking about you or my sister, then I respond just the same as any man would.

[He leans back and pokes her in the nose.]

You are so indignant that you didn't get to punch a reporter.

...[Wrinkling her nose, and giving him that stare that usually means she's usually about to lay someone's thought processes out in an unnerving fashion.]

So what was it this time? That I've only married you to spy on Mar's politics, or that I'm a whore sleeping my way through the military and diplomatic councils?

Left out the part where they called my sister and I traitors and her a whore as well. He was trying to get a reaction; I imagine it was a far bit more than he expected.

[He tilts his head back.]

But come on, Riku, why are you so interested in something so dreary?

[Leaning up to kiss his forehead.]

I just want to know what to make sure to keep your mind off of the rest of the night. I can't take care of it the way I'd like, but I can take care of you.

You are patently ridiculous, Riku. Don't forget that.

[She's getting a kiss for being so sweet though.]

And you love it.

[Grinning, and kissing him back.]

Yes. Yes I do, god help me.

[And she's getting another kiss for good measure.]

[She'll make this one a good deal more passionate, then, and deeper.]

I love you too, dork.

I am many things, Riku, but I'm not a dork.

[And he'll respond in kind with a much more pasionate kiss than before.]

[Oh yes, she's okay with this escalation.]

How long did you convince yourself we were impossible, again?

That's far from dorky. I'll accept loser; your brother's a dork. I'm a lowlife. Very big difference.

[Running that hand back down her back.]

Yeah, well, you're my lowlife now.

[casually getting her hands a ...bit lower than his back, there, honestly.]

And I get the feeling you've got something on your mind.

Well, a dress like that says two things. Either you were too lazy to get completely dressed today, or you're wearing something underneath it. I like my odds regardless.

[She can honk his ass, he'll just slowly run a hand along the curves of hers...]

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