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Yamada Ichiro: 

42. Distracting kisses from someone that are meant to stop the other person from finishing their work, and give them kisses instead.

Ichiro can see the mischief in your eyes from the moment you enter his room.

You pouted at him and he shook his head, trying not to roll his eyes as you plopped yourself down beside him. He was giving an update on a case to a client and though he wasn’t handling the brunt of the work, he still had a duty to reassure that he could be trusted to get jobs done in a timely manner. Ichiro hated having to deal with the customer service front but he was good at it, his honest nature and straight-forward manner of speaking helping to build the trust he needed to help build his business. You helped him out from time to time too which is how Ichiro knew you weren’t trying to ruin him but your needy moods popped up every now again during the most inopportune times.

Ichiro’s doing his best to focus on the casual conversation he’s having even as you straddle his lap, facing him and leaning forward to wrap your arms around his neck; your head rested on his shoulder and he thought you might be easier to handle than usual even with the provocative position, throwing you a bone by placing a hand comfortingly on your lower back to show he’s willing to give you the affection you desire once he has the time to. It turned out he had far too much trust in you as your legs squeezed his and you pulled away, sharing a look with Ichiro before you dived in for a kiss. He tried to avoid what he knew would be an immediate game over for this conversation by dodging your kisses, his neck swiveling as far away from you as possible. He ended up falling back on the bed which only put him in a worse position as you remained on top of him, using your arms to trap his head. He could still turn left or right but he could already hear the client on the other side of the phone asking if everything was alright.

Your lips smothered his and didn’t allow Ichiro to answer immediately, causing him to momentarily forget he was even on the phone in the first place. When the question is repeated he playfully pushed your face away, giving you a ‘behave’ look before shifting back into business mode.

“S-sorry, another customer just came in. I’ll contact you with more details and we can set up a meeting later…” You listened to more of Ichiro’s forced politeness until the phone call mercifully ended, Ichiro’s phone being tossed to the side by you as you leaned back down to kiss him again. “Oi.”

“What?”

“Why is it only when I’m on the phone you want my attention?”

“I always want your attention, Ichi, you’re just always on the phone!”

“That’s not true,” Ichiro sighed deeply, “Now that you have my full attention, what’s up? Did you need something or did you just want to bother me ‘cause you knew I was on the phone?”

“A little bit of that, a little bit of just wantin’ your love,” You nuzzled into his cheek, “Now kiss me like you mean it! I know you wanted to the entire time you were talking~”