Outside Perspectives - Kaeda Fukuda & Domino

[CyanDimitrik]

She's distracted by her phone long enough for Drake to've fetched and pocketed his phone, and swept in behind her! His arms go for her waist from behind, not to squeeze and constrict, but rather to just hold. "...when you're having fun?," he posits. It sounded a little bit, if even faintly, like she was enjoying getting roughed up. Maybe that isn't the case in general for her, but if it's just for him? When he's the one roughing her up? That's a new kind of sexy. And if that's the case, they'll have to wrestle more often!

After a moment, he recites his number to her. "Gimme a call."

[Rainmaker619]

"Yes~" Kaeda said with a bit of a purr as she felt the arms of Drake wrap around her waist. She held her phone with one hand, using the other to reach back and touch the neck of Drake as he whispered his phone number to her.

"I will," she said to his request before reciting her own number back to Drake. "I'll see you again on Sunday," she said as she slowly lowered her hand down, making sure to run it down slowly from his neck to his shoulder to his arm before finally resting on his hand yet again.

[CyanDimitrik]

Drake is chalking this up to being distracted in a happy way. He snickers softly and tilts his head, nuzzling gently into her ear. "I meant, call me now. I can't copy your number, my hands are full." He indicates his predicament by squeezing the girl's toned tummy.

"So Sunday's when we meet up next? That's cool. Feel free to text me or whatever between then'n now, though..." The subtext is clearly that he'd be happy to talk to her more sooner than later. But he's trying to play it cool.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda laughed again as she felt her tummy squeezed by Drake, although this time in a softer fashion than the earlier bearhugs and abdominal claws. How could she make such a mistake? Either she was still a bit groggy from the match or was just in a state of light headed bliss from being with Drake and having him close; probably a mixture of the two!

"Alright," she said as she put her phone to her ear, calling Drake, "We'll be talking a lot before that day I feel," she said with a playful edge. She would be happy seeing Drake anytime between now and Sunday, and anytime after! It was probably a bit too early to give this guy her home address, but she would be open to meet him at a coffee shop or something, or even partake in another spar!

[CyanDimitrik]

Drake had similar feelings, albeit with fewer reservations about giving his address. He's a guy. He pinned her. He thinks he could take her, if she turned out to be psycho. But those eyes, that smile, that attitude - no way she's a nutjob, right? He seals his optimism with another gentle, affectionate squeeze around her middle.

His phone goes off in his pocket. "And now I have your number," he chirps. "And I hope so. I mean, not to get ahead of myself, but... this is nice. Best night I've had since coming to Japan, actually."

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda leaned her head against the shoulder of Drake and looked up into his eyes. The squeeze, the tone in his voice, how he looked down on her, it was all genuine. Hina had warned her that some men will fake their love for her, only to show their true colors later down the road, but Drake didn't seem like one of those people.

"There will be many more good nights to come," she said with a hopeful sigh.

[CyanDimitrik]

"Hope so."

Drake tilts his head to gently nudge his nose against her temple. It's a small, but affectionate gesture. "Alright. I'm letting you go now," he says, more to inform himself than her. And ultimately, he does just that. Her midsection is released, and he takes a step back from her. "And I'll talk to you soon. 'Kay?" A modest smile is worn, those amethyst eyes remaining affixed to her big blues.

[Rainmaker619]

Kaeda smiled as Drake nuzzled against her one last time before letting her go. As Kaeda felt the arms of Drake leave her midsection, she almost wanted to run back and hug him again to make the night last forever. But both Drake and Kaeda had things outside of this budding relationship to focus on, and with how well things went tonight, they were bound to meet again sooner rather than later.

"We'll definitely be talking soon," Kaeda said as she looked back at Drake, throwing her sleeveless white t shirt back on, "And hopefully I'll see you after my LAW debut! Good night Drake!"

Kaeda smiled and waved her hand, already thinking about what she was going to try in their next sparring match as she walked to the door. She threw her sports jacket over her shoulder. It was a warm night, and after that match she needed to cool off a little!