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Mocha Latte -- flustering Velvet to the point that she gives up trying to take pictures of what's happening (how and why up to you~)

This is extraordinarily silly.

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“Velvet, look at me.”

She only shook her head, burrowed deeper into the little-there was no other word for it-den of pillows and blankets she had made in two heartbeats. Unfortunately for her, her bare ass was easy to see, and Coco felt no compunctions about giving it a hearty slap.

“Ai!” Velvet whipped up, then around to give Coco a scowl. Blood still tinted her cheeks and ears, though, and a good bit of her neck and shoulders, ruining the glare. "Was that fucking necessary?”

“It got you up, hon.” Coco looked over the rim of her glasses, smiled at her before long fingers plucked Velvet’s scroll from the blanket’s folds, screen still lit up. One sculpted eyebrow rose, and Coco asked, with no small amount of humour, “Planning on giving the little heart palpitations, mm?”

Velvet, a deep crimson, nodded jerkily.

“Well then.” Coco leaned in, low chuckle bouncing in her chest as she leaned in and Velvet leaned back, “How ‘bout making it a team effort?”