1859/A Very Good Morning

A Very Good Morning
Date of Scene:	23 August 2016
Location:	Homu House
Synopsis:	Homura gets out of the house early, and brings back breakfast to share with Madoka.
Cast of Characters:	Homura Akemi, Madoka Kaname

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Homura Akemi has posed:
    It's a calm summer morning in the Homu house. Rays of light shine through the windows, well kept plants soak up the warm sunlight, and a small black cat is resting in a sunbeam. It's a peaceful time for a house that is very much at rest, both in the sense that all is right in the world and in the sense that people are sleeping.

    Homura wakes up, next to Madoka. She sits up in her bed, smiles at her beloved, and admires her through sleepy, groggy eyes. She runs her hand through messy black hair as her brain tries to boot up for the day, and she hears a low grumbling from someone's tummy.

    She doesn't know if that was her's or Madoka's tummy, but she knows that she's hungry. Madoka probably will be too, if she isn't already.

    Homura kisses Madoka on the temple, whether her beloved is awake or not, before getting out of bed and starting the search for food. Still in her pajamas, she walks to the kitchen, petting Amy along the way, and makes her way to the fridge. She swings the door open and gets blasted in the face with cold air, waking her up just enough for her to realize that she opened the door to the freezer and not the fridge proper.

    Correcting her mistake, she looks inside, seeing... juice, some leftover fried chicken, a few other things but nothing suitable for breakfast. She is no Makoto Kino or Tomohisa Kaname, and while she occasionally tries to cook she barely knows how to make anything that isn't chocolate. She closes the door, frowning thoughtfully.

    Some time later, she's dressed properly to go outside, and her brushed hair is flying out the window of her Corvette, mussied and played with by the passing wind. Someone makes catcalls at her and she doesn't even notice.

    Finding breakfast wasn't that difficult, nor was returning home. If Madoka is wondering where her cuddly girlfriend is, she might hear the opening of the garage door as Homura pulls her Corvette in. If she's nearby, she might hear the sounds of Homura walking up the stairs to her front door. Failing both of those, the aroma of morning junk food: Eggs, hashbrowns and sausage trapped between two halves of an english muffin; cheap coffee for Homura; cranberry juice for Madoka; tater tots and some french fries because even if it isn't technically breakfast food Homura wanted some and brought enough to share.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Sometimes Madoka has an easy time waking up when she sleeps next to Homura, but today is not one of those days. Groggy noises escape her as Homura sits up in bed, her pink hair mussed up from sleeping despite the fact she did her patented hand running through it right before she went to sleep. She's vaguely aware of the kiss to the temple but drifts back to sleep a moment later with a small smile on her face.

    With Homura up and about it's only a matter of time before Madoka wakes up for real, because the bed is suddenly less cozy and warm, and her arms have a distinct lack of something to wrap themselves around, instead crossing lightly over her own chest. Eventually her pink eyes open and blearily take in the room and she yawns deeply, letting it out in a sigh.

    Pajama wandering through the house finds Amy and a distinct lack of Homura, and the fact she wasn't woken up by her girlfriend means it isn't an emergency. Amy is given pets and then allowed to resume her sunbeam soaking. Madoka too wanders to the refrigerator, and though KFC is yummy it doesn't seem particularly appetizing in the morning. Instead she goes back to the bedroom she slept in and wanders to the closet, picking out a simple white t-shirt and a pink skirt with a frilly hem and a pair of white over the knee socks and changing into them. Her pajamas are taken to the hamper and upon seeing it's full enough for a loud of laundry she shrugs and goes ahead and starts a load.

    The Corvette pulling up and the sound of the garage door is a pretty big tell, and Madoka smiles when she hears it. She's sitting on the cuddle couch running a brush through her fluffy pink hair when the front door opens and the scent of the food hits her immediately. "That smells really good!" Madoka chimes, sending a bright smile in the direction of her cuddly girlfriend. Her hair is down while she's brushing it, though her ribbons are sitting next to her on the couch as she prepares to put them in.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura walks through the door and is cheerfully greeted by the one she loves. She pauses at the door, suddenly blushing furiously, not because of anything that Madoka is doing or wearing, but just because coming home and being greeted by Madoka is such a sweet thing. The fact that Madoka's hair is down is not helping, unless she wants Homura to be in a romantic mood, in which case it is helping a lot.

    For her part, Homura's hair is down as it always is, and while it has some curls at the end it has been so long since that hair was braided that it no longer seems to part in the middle. She's wearing a short black button-up dress with white buttons and a white collar. It looks a slight bit gothic, but certainly adds to the dark beauty of Homura's overall look.

    The black-haired puella frantically pushes the sound of wedding bells out of her head and turns to her beloved with a bright smile. "I thought you might like it!" she says, cheerfully, waiting for her heartrate to die down. The blush fades just a little bit, but not much.

    Homura walks up to the cuddle couch, leans over and kisses Madoka on the forehead. "Good morning, my love." Then she walks towards the dinner table, glances back to the couch, and then her cheeks redden just a bit more. "U-um. You know, if you wanted to, we could move the table over to the couch and eat there?"

    Either way, Homura sets things out on the table, sorting out the different meals and putting the tater tots and the french fries in the middle. Then she heads over to the kitchen to acquire plates and napkins as needed.

    "I bought you cranberry juice to drink, but... we have other juice in the fridge if you want it."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka sees Homura's button up dress and it most certainly does add to the dark beauty of her look. That it might be a bit gothic doesn't bother her at all; Homura has light skin and black hair, why not embrace it? The white tuxedo she wore the other day certainly proved how good black and white look on her, and this dress just adds to it. Madoka might be feeling a wee bit underdressed now, but the way Homura is looking at her tells her beloved probably doesn't mind.

    The bright blush has Madoka checking all over herself to see if there's something embarrassing about her clothes but when she realizes there isn't a gentle pinkness sets on her features as well in reaction because it's unbelievably flattering to have her girlfriend blushing like crazy just from looking at her.

    The hair style was not intended to make Homura feel Romantic but Madoka won't mind if it does. It isn't staying down however, not unless Homura stops her from gathering up half of her hair and tying a ribbon into it, followed by the other. She starts this process as Homura walks forward and kisses her on the forehead, Madoka tilting her head up and smiling sweetly. "Good morning, my darling."

    Such sweet words will put her in a romantic mood as well, though she giggles at the idea of moving the table over to the cuddle couch. "It's okay, we can sit next to each other at the table too." After a moment she blushes a little more and quietly notes, "...maybe we could get a bench seat for two for the table?" Because when do they not sit next to each other while they eat?

    Madoka then bursts into a peal of giggles, flopping over sideways and shaking her head from side to side, peeking up at Homura and smiling brightly while saying in a silly voice, "Maybe we should just put in a booth table, like at a restaurant!" It wouldn't be so funny if they didn't have the money and the means to do exactly that. It might not be very chic but that doesn't mean it isn't very them. Then again it could also be straight up tacky!

    Done with her hair Madoka rolls up off the couch and walks over to the table, rather intentionally lifting a seat and setting it right next to another seat before sliding into it. "It looks really good," she says, sounding rather surprised; smelling and seeing the food has her suddenly pretty hungry. "Cranberry juice is good, thank you!" Pretending to be sneaky Madoka snatches a french fry and eats it while putting on a face that is so innocent something must be up, even for her.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    When Homura notices her girlfriend looking all over herself, she smiles reassuringly (if a bit meekly). 'No, dear. Nothing is wrong. Everything is just perfect.' she thinks internally. When Madoka starts catching on and blushing too, Homura giggles. "Naru-san was right. We're cute together."

    Homura doesn't stop Madoka from putting her hair up, but that doesn't mean she didn't enjoy looking at it while it was down. She loves Madoka's fluffy pigtails, too. It reminds her of the day they met, which has plenty of romantic sentiment in of itself.

    Madoka declines the suggestion of moving the table, which is fair, they can sit next to each other while eating in chairs, and probably will. Then the idea of a bench seat is brought up, and Homura blinks. "You know, that might not be a bad investment. I mean, we can be closer that way."

    Then Madoka starts giggling, and Homura looks at her curiously until she explains, and then Homura starts giggling right along with her. "Oh my god. We actually could though." It may or may not be tacky depending on how it's done. Homura does have interior designers in her employ that might be able to make it work. Having a dining area that's reminiscent of a restaurant might also be homey and romantic depending on how it was done, but it'd probably be more like setting up a theme instead of just 'stick a booth table in here'.

    "Okay! Cranberry juice it is!" As Madoka pushes seats together, Homura rearranges the plates and cups so that Madoka's seat is in front of Madoka's food and Homura's is in front of Homura's. The shared sides are still put in the middle. Then she takes a seat, noticing as Madoka 'sneaks' a fry and then winks at her.

    Homura unwraps her breakfast sandwich and bites into it, glancing sideways at Madoka, because it's her cute girlfriend and she wants to look at her pretty eyes.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka giggles and nods while blushing, "We are." Something about referring to themselves as a single pair sends a happy shiver through Madoka, though it's not very visible from afar.

    A bright smile is given to Homura as she agrees about the idea of getting a bench seat, and then later when the black-haired beauty giggles along with her booth idea and joke and replies to it Madoka pipes up, "I know!" giggling some more before recovering and going over to the table. It's true that if it was just a booth that didn't match it'd be kind of tacky, though Madoka doesn't know what kind of theme would work best. There's always a classic American 50's diner look, but is that a look that would feel at home for Homura? Anything like that would have to still feel homey, it is after all open to the living room with the cuddle couch in it!

    Madoka is caught stealing the fry and when winked at she pouts as if she was caught doing something actually bad, feeling a bit playful this morning. She picks up her own sandwich and unwraps it while leaning ever so slightly, just enough so her shoulder brushes against Homura's, before taking a bite out of it, "Mmmmm." She really was hungry! And it might not be the healthiest, but this food sure is good! Greasy good food is something she mostly eats with friends rather than at home, so it's often appreciated.

    Noticing that Homura is glancing at her Madoka's soft pink eyes turn and find pretty purple. Her motions slow and gentle a little, and she slowly picks up and eats a french fry while looking into Homura's eyes. They've had enough dates now that when her eyes sparkle Homura might guess what's about to happen as Madoka picks up another yummy fry and slowly lifts it to Homura's mouth instead of her own.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura might not notice Madoka's shiver from a distance, but she'd like it if she did notice. Homura does like to think of the pair of them as a single unit. She wanted to be close to Madoka, and the closer she gets the more she realizes that it was better than she ever expected.

    Would a 50s American Diner look feel homey to Homura? Well, there's no doubt that she feels pretty comfortable going to fast food places. She might not take Madoka to very many, because if they're going out then it often ends up being fancy, but she used to eat in such places often enough and still does from time to time.

    As for whether or not she'd feel 'at home' there, going from her living room and seeing it transition between 'cuddle spot' and 'romanticized vision of a diner' (because it would be romanticized, possibly with low lighting and warm colors, since in case no one noticed between the dancing and other things Homura is a romantic), well... it'd certainly feel like Homura was making the house her own.

    Still, that's quite a project and not something to pursue on a whim. If she's still in love with the idea a week from now she might pursue it, otherwise it's a cute mental image and not much more.

    Madoka pouts at her, and Homura giggles, wagging her finger as if scolding! Homura leans into the brushing shoulder (because why else did they sit this close if they weren't going to touch?) and continues to eat her breakfast, smiling happily because Madoka is the best part of waking up.

    Homura notices the sparkle in Madoka's eye, and when the fry comes her way she almost instinctively opens her mouth to take it in, pinching it between her teeth and drawing it in with her tongue. She looks at Madoka with wide, innocent eyes as she chews on the fry, reaching over to pick up another one and feed it to Madoka.

    After swallowing, she mentions, "So Runealy came by the clinic the other day."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    A diner like would certainly feel like the house had been made to better suit it's owner, but Madoka isn't sure that would actually suit Homura, which is why she doesn't actually say it out loud. She mainly thought of it as a joke that was super funny because it was actually possible. If it sticks around for a while then she might give more serious consideration on how to make it fit.

    As for Homura being the romantic type? Madoka has certainly noticed, oh yes. It's probably one of the reasons they get along so very well romantically, because Madoka very much is as well.

    Madoka's pout extends as the finger is wagged, only for her to giggle and smile happily to her girlfriend. The lean nets her a counterlean because a little touching is worth even more touching.

    Homura accepts the french fry and Madoka smiles warmly, leaning in to press a kiss onto Homura's cheek as she makes those innocent eyes. Her mouth opens without taking her eyes off of Homura and she accepts the fry as well, accepting it on her lower teeth and tongue and working it into her mouth with her lips before chewing it up.

    "Oh, that's neat! What did Runealy-chan come for?" After asking her question Madoka takes another bite of her breakfast sandwich, chewing and swallowing before taking a sip of her juice, figuring she has some time while Homura explains.

    Then an idea pops into her head and she giggles, looking carefully at the french fries before picking out a long, crispy one before putting it in her mouth halfway. Holding it between her lips she smiles playfully, looking into Homura's eyes and then peeking downward, leaning a tiny bit closer to make her intention to 'share' a bit more obvious.

    Who needs spaghetti noodles, anyway?

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Probably the room that most suits Homura is the dance room. That, and all of the cuddle places which are... pretty much the entire house, if you think about it. Maybe even the garage if they wanted to cuddle in a parked car.

    Though, since Madoka is very often her house guest and even has claimed a room here, any changes to their cuddle space would be something Homura would want to be sure that Madoka liked.

    Yes, Homura did notice Madoka's romantic side. It overlaps so much with her cute side but cute romance is still romance. Madoka's certainly never failed to make Homura feel romantic.

    Homura giggles along with Madoka, and then gives her a kiss on the lips because she's being so cute right now. Lean is met with lean and Homura's day is made perfect. The kiss cheek cause her to blush slightly, and she smiles warmly at Madoka.

    "Well, she wanted to know what it was about. She asked me what we do there, and I told her, and then she said she wanted to help. She offered to bring us Grief Cubes if she found any, and um... she warned me about an assassin who was after her. At first I offered to have my girls hunt her down, but... Runealy said she was really dangerous, so... I'm not sure I can send just anyone after her. I do want to investigate the matter, but it's going to require special care."

    When Homura sees the fry hanging from Madoka's mouth, her first thought is that Madoka is being silly. Then she starts to realize her intentions, and though she blushes she does not shy away. Her teeth go over the opposite end of the fry, and she moves closer, slowly, teasingly. When her lips finally touch Madoka's, she bites down on the fry, and holds the kiss for a moment.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    The dance room is very romantic; anyone who knew it suited Homura the best would have to assume that Homura herself was! Madoka would certainly agree that Homura is a very cuddly person as well and having so many places to snuggle up in in her home makes perfect sense.

    Cuteness and romance go together very well for Madoka. Maybe not everybody sees it that way though, and there are certainly things that aren't specifically cute that are very romantic to Madoka. Certain formal dresses, for example, might have some frills and lace but aren't so much cute as beautiful, and dancing in them can certainly be romantic!

    Madoka lets out a happy sigh at the kiss. It's like a perfect little story; Madoka was bad, got caught, felt reprimanded, felt bad, and then all was forgiven with a kiss. Happy ending! Homura's warm smile after the kiss on the cheek is met with by a sweet one from Madoka, because making Homura happy fills her with sweet happy feelings.

    Madoka nods in response as Homura starts speaking because she's eating. It does make sense that Runealy would wonder what Contractors was about, and it doesn't surprise her that the alien Princess would want to help. A small smile shows on her face, followed by a look of surprise and shock as she mentions the assassin. Now Madoka is worried, and she finishes her bite quickly to speak up. "Who would want to do something like that to Runealy-chan?! Did she say anything about what their motives were? Does she know?" Madoka... actually looks somewhat upset, because magical assassins is not really something she's seriously considered before, being something so opposite to her own nature.

    She isn't expecting Homura to take the fry so slowly, and as she teasingly moves closer Madoka blushes while holding onto the fry. Finally their lips touch, the wait having built up anticipation, and Madoka goes, "Mm," for reasons that have nothing to do with the french fry in her mouth, pressing a little bit into the kiss as it's held before drawing away and eating it.

    For some strange reason she's leaning on Homura a bit more, now!

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Well Madoka's cuteness certainly makes Homura feel romantic. There's no doubting that. There are certain forms of cute that aren't that romantic but cute and romance do tend to blend very well together in this relationship.

    Speaking of cute and romance, Homura's heart is all aflutter after Madoka's playfulness, and how could Homura help but play along? Smiling at Madoka as she smiles back at her is just so... adorable. Even someone as reserved as Homura is tempted to squeal at how cute it is.

    The story with Runealy did carry some bad news, and Homura knew that, but if there are magical girl assassins around then she needs to at least warn her beloved about them. "When I asked about that, she said she didn't know. So we have an assassin with unknown motives going after Runealy, and if we investigate the matter we'll have to worry about things like taking hostages and poisons and... yeah."

    Homura frowns at that. With all of the love and affection she feels from Madoka, as well as the support she gets from friends, it's easy to forget that bad people exist. Then Homura gets reminded. "... it's something we should be careful of, at the very least. I don't want to lose anyone else."

    After a moment, Homura adds, "Also I met Usagi while fighting some Wraiths. I did pick up some Grief Cubes from that, so remind me to give you some if you need them. Anyways, apparently her dad knows about her secret identity now."

    Homura sweatdrops. "And I um... I smiled at Kyouko-san. I mean. I guess that doesn't seem weird, but I usually at least try to put on a tough face, but I couldn't. Ehehe..." she giggles awkwardly, blushing again. "You just make me too happy."

    The fry is shared, along with a kiss, and Homura doesn't say it but she mentally thinks 'and this is why I am happy'.

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    It is bad news. Madoka knows there are bad people in the world, and even the magical world. She's not as naive as she used to be and no one who was at D-Point could possibly disavow knowledge of true evil existing in the world that needs vanquished without deluding themselves, but an assassin is something different than huge grand evil plans. Once the shock passes she goes right into seriously considering the actual problem, "If someone is after Runealy-chan and they're that powerful it would be a bad idea to send people after them we couldn't trust to handle themselves."

    She makes a slightly embarrassed face, "Honestly, if Kyouko-san was a Contractor I think she'd be a good fit... or maybe not, since I'm not sure we could trust her not to kill them when she found them." Kyouko isn't so much a skilled detective as a skilled hunter, she reminds herself. "In that case, maybe we could send our patrols a little nearer to where she lives? It might be helpful to have some extra sets of eyes and ears around."

    At the mention of not wanting to lose anyone Madoka looks over at Homura with a soft, sympathetic expression in her eyes, leaning even closer and slipping her arm around her girlfriend, rubbing her back before hooking her hand around her shoulder and squeezing her close. Actions will speak louder than words in replying, Madoka decides.

    The topic moves on and Madoka nods a little, blinking and letting out an, "Eheheh," upon hearing Usagi's father found out about her being Sailor Moon. "That must be pretty difficult. I bet he's really worried about her. I've thought about what I'd do if Mama found out about me, but I'm really not sure." Especially being a Puella Magi... well, Usagi doesn't have to deal with that aspect, at least. The bit about the Wraith cubes is given a simple nod; she'll likely bring it up the next time they're henshined together since she imagines the cubes are either in Homura's shield or at the clinic.

    he mention of smiling at Kyouko gets a giggle out of her, though she offers another sympathetic look. At the mention of being made too happy Madoka giggles playfully and says, "Good!" A bright smile is given over, "I want you to be happy and you deserve to be happy." As Homura looks away Madoka leans in and gives her a nice big kiss on the cheek, though she doesn't intentionally kiss the blushing part this time since it isn't a blush born of romanticism.

    As for the shared fry and kiss? "These are good, we should have them more often." Madoka deadpans the line while wiggling a smallish fry before popping it into her mouth and eating it with a great big smile.

Homura Akemi has posed:
    "That's what I'm thinking, yeah," says Homura. "Only our top hunters, and in groups." The problem is that if she does that, and they lose someone anyways, then they'll be losing top people. "I'll probably have to assess the threat myself, honestly. I know that I can flee if I need to."

    Homura takes a fry and eats it, chewing a bit before she talks. "This assassin has apparently already killed people. If someone kills her for it, well..." Homura has to take a good long moment to figure out exactly how she feels about that. "... It may not be a good thing, but I wouldn't fault them for it either. We probably want to get information from her, which means that capture is preferable. We'll need to assess if she's part of a larger threat or not."

    "In the meantime I've instructed our less experienced and capable employees to keep their distance and report what they see. I did ask about it, but I don't think Runealy wants people hanging around her house who aren't her sworn friends, and it's unlikely that she'd be foolish enough to attack where Runealy is strongest."

    Aside from that, the thought of Kyouko as one of her employees... "I'd consider hiring her. She's certainly capable. It would be a loose affiliation at best. Good pick for a freelancer but I don't know if I'd put her on a salary."

    Madoka's arm goes around her, and Homura leans against her even more. "Sorry, people were joking about the KFC incident, and I remembered that Laisa was there, and..." She shakes her head, then rests her cheek on Madoka's shoulder. "I'm so used to being able to reset time if I want to bring someone back. Losing someone permanently..."

    At the mention of Usagi's difficulties, Homura shrugs. "I bet it makes her family life really awkward. I keep own my family at such a distance that there's almost no chance they'll ever know. I bet they'd worry, or be angry." As for the position of the Grief Cubes, it's a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Some were brought to the clinic, but Homura always has her personal rations.

    Homura is kissed on the cheek, and her purple eyes turn to look at Madoka. She turns back to her girlfriend and gives her a kiss on the lips, because Madoka really is so sweet. At the mention of the fries, Homura giggles. "We should! Much better than expected. Especially when shared."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka nods when Homura mentions assessing the threat herself. It really is the logical solution to the problem given Homura's ability to freeze time and leave, whether she needs to or if she merely decides she's learned as much as she can in an encounter. "If she's that dangerous it probably is the best option," she agrees verbally while giving a bit of a tighter hug with her arm.

    The moral quandary of whether or not to kill a known murderer. It seems pretty clear cut to Homura, but for Madoka it isn't quite that simple. "If the assassin doesn't give a choice then I suppose that's true, but that doesn't mean that's what people should be setting out to do." That's why being an assassin is such a bad thing in the first place, right? "...it probably wouldn't be right to blame them if that's what happened though, you're right."

    Another nod as Homura notes Runealy didn't want people she didn't know around all the time, which is a fair point. She does have protectors already anyway, right? Maybe that'd be as dumb as someone trying to attack the Clinic.

    "She'd probably work well as a freelancer," Madoka agrees about Kyouko, also not really sure about her as someone working full time. "Maybe she'd only take jobs she'd want to do something about anyway, but that's kind of part of the reason we're doing what we are. if Kyouko-san was better able to support herself and Momo-chan because of it that'd be nice." Her eyes turn upward for a moment, "Though I think she likes working at that conbenie, so she might still do that even if she didn't have to."

    Laisa is mentioned and Madoka squeezes Homura closer still, kissing the top of her head as she rests her cheek on her shoulder. "It's hard... It makes me wonder what she might be doing if she'd made it. I think she'd be happy for us, though." Madoka looks down for a moment after remembering Laisa's wish. She still thinks she'd be happy for them, but would their obvious romance have hurt her when she'd literally wished away the ability to have the same? It's a question she can never truly know the answer to.

    Madoka kisses Homura back and then turns her head away to nuzzle her cheek against Homura's. The best thing to do for Laisa now, in Madoka's estimation, is to live life as best they can and make full use of her sacrifice so that it wasn't in vain. Even if it's a sad thought she has to admit to herself that they really, really are. Being sweet with Homura is the perfect reminder of that.

    Madoka sets down her breakfast sandwich for a moment and gently reaches over to turn Homura's face fully towards her again with just the tips of her fingers, leaning in and pressing a long, slow and lingering gentle kiss to her lips. When she pulls away she smiles softly and speaks a simple, "I love you."

Homura Akemi has posed:
    Homura doesn't seem to think it's that clear cut. Her opinion does tend to be harsher than Madoka's on average, but Homura's not a murderer, despite how tough she talks sometimes. "I don't know if that's what Kyouko would do in that situation. I think she's more rational than that. She talks tough but I mean... how many people have you seen her actually kill? Even when I fought her, I never really got the impression that she wanted me dead."

    Homura shrugs, waving her sandwich in the air. "She's... rough sometimes, sure. I don't think she's a murderer. Most people aren't, which is why an assassin is so much more of a threat. At the same time, things happen. People get infuriated when they hear about someone doing horrible things, or they lose friends and want vengeance, or they get scared when cornered and are willing to do anything to survive, and... well..."

    Homura doesn't sound particularly happy about it, but it's hard not to see it from the side of someone having to face such a person. "Aside from that... even if someone does something bad, that doesn't make them evil. Mami, Kyouko, and even Sayaka have done some pretty bad things, murder included, especially in other timelines, but knowing their full story I wouldn't call any of them evil. We don't really know this assassin's side of the story, what her problems are, or what's leading her to do what she does."

    Homura takes a bite of her sandwich, chewing as she hears what Madoka has to say about Kyouko. After swallowing, she adds, "Well, I have no idea what her financial situation is right now. We could offer, but..." Homura shrugs. "She didn't seem to be worried when I saw her last, but then she'd be the last person to ever admit she needed help."

    Would Laisa be happy for them? "I think she would. Just because it didn't work out for her, I don't think she resented those who found joy in it. She just decided that it wasn't for her. Still, she would have made for a nice Contractor." As for whether or not she'd be hurt by it, well, she made her wish with the intent to do away with such pain. So without the wish, probably yes, but since she made the wish, probably no.

    The mood is sour now, and Homura doesn't really like it, because it was a nice breakfast until she started talking shop, but even if their personal life is happy, bad things are still out there.

    Homura is directed towards a kiss with Madoka, and she happily obliges. When her beloved pulls away, Homura whispers in response, "I love you, too."

Madoka Kaname has posed:
    Madoka has to reconsider as Homura mentions how Kyouko would react and finds herself agreeing, and even feeling a little bad for jumping to such a conclusion. "Well... that's true. I don't think she's actually killed anyone what I know of; it did seem like she was threatening us before, though." That brings about a small revelation when she thinks about it. "If the assassin was going after Sayaka-chan or Momo-chan though, I think that is how she'd react, though maybe she'd still want answers if she didn't kill them straight away." Which is actually something that could happen, considering her own propensity to ambush.

    Madoka smiles when Homura notes that there might be some chance even the assassin isn't evil given their current knowledge, though it fades slightly when she remembers they've killed people already. "A lot of people do bad things when they feel like they don't have another choice. There might be some way to convince them they shouldn't kill Runealy-chan, so that's what I'd want to do first, if I could." Actually killing them would unsurprisingly be at the very bottom of the list, though Madoka herself has proven in past timelines how quickly she'll act if she deems it necessary.

    Madoka nods along with Homura and takes another bite of her own sandwich as she speaks about Kyouko, not giving much of a verbal response. That kind of hiring decision is something Madoka actually thinks Homura should make on her own. She's already provided input, but as much as she's a part of it herself the Contractors is Homura's brainchild and should be able to decide who she wants representing her organization without feeling pressured one way or the other, especially in the cases of Kyouko, Sayaka, and Mami. Input is one thing, but Madoka's just gave that.

    "She would have," Madoka agrees about Laisa making a good Contractor. She doesn't add much more because the topic is a sad one, at least in this context. Laisa's body might have been put to rest, but memories last much longer. Someday Madoka will probably be able to only think of the happy times, but it's hard when she only knew her for such a short time.

    Madoka's smile brightens at Homura's words and then she wraps both arms around her and squeezes her close, rocking a little. She looks into her girlfriends eyes, her own soft pink filling with love. "I'm so lucky to have you. Even when things are sad I always have you to be happy about, my darling sweetheart Homura-chan." She relaxes the hug and holds onto her more gently. Maybe the topics of discussion have been worrying and somewhat sad, but who better to discuss them with than Homura?

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    Homura nods, eating her breakfast as Madoka responds to the various points she makes. It's true that someone should have the final say in the company, and that someone should be practical and experienced. Homura does fill that role. At the same time, she didn't bring Madoka into it just to ignore her input. After swallowing, she does say a few things.

    "Even when Fiore was trying to end the world, Kyouko-san's first reaction wasn't to kill. Kyouko says what she says and does what she does because she thinks it's necessary to defend herself. I'll admit that she goes overboard, and at times she's been a bully, but motive-wise defending yourself isn't the same thing as being bloodthirsty."

    Homura pauses, frowning at her breakfast. "... that said I guess it depends on how well she gets along with the rest of the group. I don't think she needs us, and if she gets into fights with the other employees I don't want to deal with it."

    "Convincing the assassin of that will probably require figuring out why she wants Runealy dead to begin with. As I understand, if Runealy dies, the her world is doomed, so it must be a pretty severe reason."

    Homura makes a soft grunt in response to Laisa. She does miss her, but... the girl is gone. They've already said goodbye, so what's left to even say?

    Madoka holds her, and it is comforting. Current topics are dour, and being held like that is just something she really needs right now. She leans against Madoka's shoulder, and wraps her arms around her waist. Madoka's sweet words do bring a smile back to her face, and Homura lets out a deep breath.

    "I'm happy I have you, too. Not a day goes by that I don't appreciate you being with me. When I'm with you, I feel... right inside. Like there's something inside of me that needs you and can't be happy without you."

    She kisses Madoka's neck. "My darling sweet Madoka-chan, so cute and so pretty."

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    Homura gives Madoka a lot to think about regarding Kyouko, and after a moment the pink-haired girl gives a small nod, "That's true... acting bloodthirsty and saying you are isn't the same as actually being bloodthirsty either, is it?" Kyouko had often times put up a pretty tough front, and Madoka may have falling into the trap of believing what's presented over what was actually being done.

    At the idea that she might get into fights with other Contractors? "Eheheh... I think she'd probably want other employees to think she was special and a cut above the rest. I'm not sure how most of them would take that."

    The assassin's motivation really is key, and Madoka nods, "If they're a good assassin they probably won't want to talk about it, either." Though if Runealy is alive and the assassin is known they can't be that good at the actual assassination part, right?

    Madoka rubs softly against Homura as she hugs her, smiling a little more as Homura's arms go around her waist. Everything really does feel better when their arms are around each other. Homura's words are so sweet and Madoka gives her a squeeze as a warm and tender feeling swells inside of her. "You can be with me as much as you need to." She leans her head against Homura's for a short moment, "I need you, too. I'm always happiest when we're together."

    Her neck is kissed and Madoka lets out a happy sigh, her smile soft and affectionate. "I have to be, because my Homura-chan deserves the very best," she replies half-playfully in a soft tone. She pulls away just a tiny bit, sweeping her eyes over her girlfriends black and white dress, "Especially when she's looking so pretty herself."

    Madoka's eyes wander over to her half eaten sandwich. It may not be very ladylike, but she reaches over and picks it up with one hand before taking several bites in quick succession, mostly finishing it before setting it down. A drink of cranberry juice later and she looks sweetly into Homura's eyes, giving a warm squeeze while saying, "The cuddle couch looks really inviting right now..."

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    "Exactly," says Homura, the volume of her own voice lowering. "Actions speak louder than words, but it's hard to remember that when Kyouko uses so many words."

    Homura considers how it would be if Kyouko tried to lord herself over the other Contractors, and winces. "Yeeeah... That'd be pretty rough."

    On the subject of the assassin, Homura has to admit, "They haven't talked about it so far." Clearly they've failed at the assassination part, since Runealy is still alive, though Runealy also has a lot of protectors.

    Homura nuzzles against Madoka's shoulder, enjoying the warmth and the closeness of her favorite person. "Well, that's going to be forever, because I'll always need you." She smiles as Madoka's head touches hers. "Me, too. I'm so happy when we're together."

    Homura's pretty dress is looked at, and Homura smiles. She leans over just a moment to kiss Madoka on the cheek again. "I like it when you think I'm pretty. I want to be beautiful for you. I want to enchant you with my beauty and keep you with me forever."

    Madoka rushes to finish her sandwich, and it doesn't take Homura long to figure out why. She reaches over for her own and finishes it off, taking big bites and eating in a hurry. She's long used to needing to finish a meal in a rush, so she doesn't have much trouble. The rest of the food can become leftovers for all she cares, especially once the Cuddle Couch is mentioned.

    "You know, you're right! It looks very inviting." Homura smiles up at Madoka, sitting up straight and dabbing off her face with a napkin. "Shall we? It will be nice to hold you in my arms, sweetheart."

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    Kyouko lording herself isn't something Madoka would call a sure thing, but it's also not something she'd easily dismiss. It's hard to say!

    Rune's assassin hasn't stated their reasons or their goals, so there's not much more to discuss until more information can be gleaned. The information and warning is taken and noted in Madoka's mind, then set aside for the moment.

    "Forever then," Madoka agrees with a smile, leaning a fluffy pigtail against Homura's head as her shoulder is nuzzled.

    Madoka closes her eyes at the kiss on the cheek, enjoying the sensation and releasing a happy sigh. Her eyes are on Homura when they open back up and she smiles happily, "You have. I'm enchanted by your beautiful eyes, your beautiful hair, your beautiful dress, and you're beautiful you." Madoka looks into Homura's eyes, reaching her hand up to brush lightly over Homura's hair as she speaks about it, fingers trailing down one lock and shifting to her arm, tracing her fingertips to Homura's hand before lifting it, to her lips so she can press a small kiss to her ring right after saying 'beautiful you'.

    The food was really good and Madoka is very happy and thankful to Homura for going and getting breakfast, but with her hunger satiated the desire for cuddles is strong. She keeps herself from giggling while she eats quickly as Homura joins her in rushing the meal.

    "Yes, please," comes the sweetly spoken reply. Madoka only unwraps her other arm from around Homura because she has to get up to move to the cuddle couch. Seeing Homura dabbing her face has her reaching for a napkin herself and cleaning her face off just in case something's there, and then she takes Homura's hand before walking over and sitting down on the couch, curling her legs up onto it in preparation of laying down onto her side to snuggle up close with Homura. "I feel like I belong in your arms. Everything feels right when you hold me."

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    "Forever and ever," agrees Homura. They are certainly on the same page here!

    Homura nuzzles her nose against Madoka's pigtail, feeling the fluffiness of her girlfriend's pink hair against her face.

    Then Madoka is saying sweet things and touching her in sweet ways, and Homura's heart softens, nearly melting when her soul is kissed directly. How sweet and cuddly her beloved is, and how lucky Homura is to have her! "I'm glad, because I want to make you happy, and I can do that best when you're in love with me and I can do sweet things with you." As an example of sweet things, she presses a kiss to Madoka's forehead.

    Morning cuddles are a wonderful dessert after breakfast, and Homura wouldn't dream of denying Madoka the affection she so deeply wants to show her. Arms unwrap, and while Homura likes that warmth, she's willing to temporarily give it up for even more affection later. Especially if 'later' is 'the amount of time it takes to walk to the couch', and especially if she gets to hold hands along the way!

    She sits down next to Madoka, wrapping arms around her as the two of them lay side by side, shifting around to make it more comfortable for both herself and her little angel. Purple eyes happily look into pink as Homura's higher arm wraps around Madoka's waist, and the lower one wraps around her upper back, hand resting on her shoulder.

    Homura stares dreamily into Madoka's eyes before moving in closer to kiss her oh so gently.

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    Soft hearted and melty Homura is a very cuddly and romantic Homura so Madoka is pleased at the effect her words and kiss has on Homura. "It is easy for you to make me happy, especially when you do so many sweet things with me." Eyes close as the kiss is delivered to her forehead, and Madoka peeks happily up at Homura afterwards. "Like that one~"

    Morning cuddles will certainly make a perfect finish to the meal. Whether seen as the perfect finale to the sweet gesture of Homura's driving out to get breakfast or as her just due reward for it it's exactly what the doctor ordered.

    Madoka Kaname, MD?

    Okay probably not, though perhaps a PhD in Cuddleology?

    Homura's moment of patience is rewarded by an extremely grateful and cuddly pink-haired girlfriend when they reach the cuddle couch. As Homura wraps her arms around Madoka and lays onto her side she'll find her little angle soft and sweet, practically melting into her arms as she scoots right up close. Her lower arm slips around Homura's waist and wraps around her tightly, while her upper arm goes around Homura's shoulder, angled so her hand can go right to Homura's head and start petting and combing through that long silky black hair that Madoka loves so much.

    Madoka gets completely lost in Homura's eyes as she's stared at, forgetting about everything that isn't her girlfriend in the moment. Her breath catches at the gentleness of the kiss given to her, puckering her lips just enough to accept it while letting it's gentle sweetness remain.

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    Homura giggles happily as she sees the way Madoka is looking up at her. "I want to keep doing sweet things with you. Forever." It's hard to think of reasons why she wouldn't want to hug and kiss Madoka, when it's oh so nice.

    Oh Madoka, it takes seven years of cuddling to earn a Ph.D. Then again, considering how long she's had her plushies, maybe she already has the prerequisite experience? It would make sense, if Madoka's plushies are like a cuddle university, preparing her for her future career of cuddling Homura.

    Homura on the other hand doesn't have the benefit of plushies, or at least she didn't until Madoka came into her life, but she's a very fast learner!

    Homura and Madoka get comfortably close and start holding each other in such sweet ways. Homura's eyes half lid as Madoka's hand runs through her silky soft hair, hair that Madoka was given explicit permission to touch as much as she wants.

    Looking into Madoka's beautiful eyes is one of the things Homura likes to do most, and the closer they get the more she likes to do it. Such lovely pink sapphire eyes, belonging to someone far more precious than any gemstone. Homura's own eyes soften as she looks into them, and her hand starts rubbing Madoka's back.

    "Yeah... the Cuddle Couch was a great idea," says Homura in a soft voice, almost like a sigh. "This is one of our favorite places to cuddle, isn't it? It's so close to the front door, and there are so many good memories associated with it."

    Homura smiles widely and happily at Madoka, kissing her again before saying, "I have so many happy memories here, and you've given me all of them. Thank you."

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    Madoka smiles brightly. "At least forever." She leans in and rubs the tip of her nose against Homura's while saying happily, "So many sweet things."

    Seven years is a long time... perhaps an honorary Ph.D? It's true that she's spent a very long time cuddling her plushies, but stuffed animals aren't the same thing as cuddling a person. It's certainly given her a very big head start but Homura's proven that it's not so large of one that she hasn't been able to catch up. The doctorate of cuddles will have to wait, but that just means Madoka has a lot more to practice and learn. She'll get right on that.

    Madoka smiles as Homura's eyes lid, her own sparkling in response as her fingers slide through silky soft hair. With permission to touch it she's sure to take advantage, combing fully through it and then petting over the top of it, which comes with gentle back rubbing as an inherent bonus.

    Homura's eyes are the usual place for Madoka to look, and when she does her emotions are readily apparent and readable in them. Now, as usual, her eyes show love and affection for Homura mixed in with the pure enjoyment of being so close, and as Homura rubs her back she can't help but squeeze and press gently into her.

    "The best idea," Madoka agrees, and not just because it was hers. "We can snuggle here as soon as we walk in, from the door or the terrace," she adds with a giggle. In a softer voice Madoka notes, "And many more to come. I haven't given you even close to enough cuddles yet."

    The second kiss is happily accepted with Madoka pressing into it a bit more, "You're welcome. So many of my happy memories are here, too." Her smile softens and for a moment her eyes close as she lets out a sigh. When her eyes open back up there's a very gentle expression in them, "Recently whenever I think about being happy I always think of you. Everything is better and happier with my Homura-chan."

    Another warm hug and Madoka presses a kiss to Homura's lips, holding it and letting it linger several long moments while she sighs happily through her nose, looking deeply into beautiful purple eyes the whole time.

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    Homura moves her head to rub her nose against Madoka's, giving cute and sweet little eskimo kisses.

    An honorary Ph.D. would make sense, because Madoka's cuddles are so good that it seems unfair to not consider her an expert! Homura may have caught on quickly, but it's easy when she has such a good teacher! Though if Madoka has a PhD and she's teaching Homura, does that make her a cuddling Professor?

    That said more practice never hurt anyone~. Homura's more than happy to practice with Madoka, anytime and everytime.

    Madoka smiles, and Homura can't help but want to kiss that smile, so she does. Kissing Homura's beloved while Madoka's hand is petting her hair and rubbing her back is so good, and Homura sighs sweetly as she's touched in such a way.

    Homura's own eyes soak in the affection and enjoyment that she sees in Madoka's, and as her heart swells her eyes pour out love and adoration for Madoka. Madoka presses into her, and Homura presses back, because how could she resist the opportunity to be close?

    "Convenient snuggling is really important," agrees Homura, "and in such a soft and comfortable spot, too!" She kisses Madoka on the nose before adding, "Not nearly enough! We need so many more cuddles. I have so many hugs to give you."

    Homura gazes into Madoka's softened eyes, making a low happy humming noise. "I feel the same way. Every time I think of things that make me happy, you're at the top of the list. In fact, you're the entire top ten of that list, at least!

    Homura presses her lips into Madoka's kiss, looking into Madoka's eyes. She inhales deeply through the nose during the kiss, her entire body relaxing in Madoka's arms.

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    If Homura is playing student to Madoka's professor she's clearly the start student of the class! A bright young rising star sure to be capture the hearts and minds of her contemporaries. As far as Madoka's concerned she already has.

    Madoka's smiling lips broaden as they're kissed, and she giggles happily afterwards. Homura sighs at her hair being played with and Madoka just can't help but wiggle in her arms, feeling so happy to so cuddly close to her happy girlfriend.

    Love is given and received through the eyes as tenderness and affection is given and received through their snuggling bodies. Madoka's arms alternate between tight hugs and sweeter gentle ones, and she's almost at a loss for wanting to cuddle in so many different ways. Luckily she has all the time she needs to enjoy each in turn.

    "Very comfortable," Madoka agrees. The cuddle couch really is perfect, but she would argue that the most comfortable part of it is the dark haired beauty in her arms. A giggle as she's kissed on the nose and another warm squeeze and press comes through. An obviously fake pout comes through then and Madoka whines playfully, "That's not fair! I have just as many hugs to give you." Pink eyes widen and are filled with wonderment. "I know...! We can give each other hugs at the same time!" She holds that look for half a second and then breaks into many more giggles, shaking from laughter and wiggling happily against Homura, feeling playful and silly even while being close and romantic.

    Madoka blushes and lets out a soft, "Ehehe," biting her bottom lip for a moment before replying, "Mine too, I actually feel a little bad for Mama and Papa because they've been so good to me and given me so many happy memories. But being so close to you, falling in love with you and being loved so, so much in return." Her gaze is very soft, very gentle as she regards her beloved, "How could all my very favorite memories not be ones I've made with you?"

    Madoka can feel Homura relax in her arms, and in response she relaxes herself, loosening her grip and pressing softly against her. Her lips break from Homura's but only for a brief moment, Madoka tilting her head slightly before pressing a second kiss to Homura's lips, parting them just enough to taste her girlfriends, keeping the kissing soft and slow, enjoying every languid moment. Soft pink eyes look at different places in Homura's, from beautiful purple to their very soulful depths.

    Soft black hair is petted lovingly, Madoka letting her hand caress the back of Homura's head before sliding it down to her shoulder, fingers brushing along the edge of the pretty dress' white collar. It's so pretty on her girlfriend, and she wants to enjoy and acknowledge that even if she can't bring herself to tear her eyes from Homura's.

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    Well Homura certainly hopes to keep Madoka's heart and mind captive, and she doesn't mind playing teacher's pet in order to do it!

    Madoka starts wiggling, and Homura laughs. For once, she wiggles back, just to see what it's like to wiggle in her darling's arms. After a moment she giggles and says, "I guess we're a couple of wiggly worms!"

    Homura doesn't mind being cuddled any way Madoka wants to, or even all the ways, and whether it's tight or soft Homura enjoys it, because no matter what she's cuddling her beloved Madoka!

    Of course the best part of cuddling is the person you're cuddling with, and Homura is more than happy to be cuddling with her soft and sweet and huggable girlfriend! Homura lets out a playfully sympathetic 'awww' at Madoka's pouting, and then smiles brightly as Madoka's say they can hug at the same time. "Oh, but of course! I wouldn't have it any other way. We can give each other hugs as much as we like."

    This time when Madoka wiggles, Homura holds her tight, because Madoka's movements against her are just so cute.

    "They've both been good to you, and they've raised such a wonderful person." Homura's upper hand moves from around Madoka to cup her cheek. "I'm grateful to them, because you exist, and I get to love you oh so much."

    Madoka's relaxation earns a smile from Homura, and she moves her head up and forward to nuzzle against Madoka's cheek. She pulls away just in time to be kissed, feeling Madoka's lips part so that she can taste Homura's own. Homura presses her lips against Madoka's, moving them slightly to nibble on Madoka's upper lip.

    Homura can feel Madoka's hand through the cloth of her dress, and she stares deep into Madoka's eyes as her collar is touched. She loves wearing nice things for Madoka, and she loves seeing Madoka enjoy her beauty. It's hers to enjoy, after all.

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    Madoka giggles playfully as Homura wiggles with her, squeezing her warm and close before replying, "I'll be a squirmy wormy with you any time, Homura-chan," in a cutesy voice.

    "Then I'm going to hug you lots!" Madoka playfully returns, arms tightening and loosening back up around Homura several times in succession. A final hug in the cuddle is held extra long and comes with a happy, "Mmmm," from Madoka.

    Being held tight is good incentive to being wiggly! She squirms happily while squeezed, up to and including nuzzling happily against Homura's cheek and shoulder.

    Playful, energetic, wiggly cuddling gives way to gentle, sweet, affectionate cuddling and Madoka coos as her cheek is cupped, tilting her head into Homura's hand and nuzzling her cheek against it while peeking up through her eyelashes into Homura. It's such a sweet touch and she wants to soak it in and enjoy it as much as she can while it lasts. "We both have a lot to be grateful for. If I hadn't been raised so well I might not have been the same person when we met. Thanks to them I'm perfect for my lovable Homura-chan."

    Nuzzles make a lovely preclude to kisses, especially soft kisses and Madoka is happy to brush her cheek against Homura's before brushing her lips against Homura's. Madoka is content to let Homura nibble on her upper lip, because it lets her nibble on Homura's lower lip, and it's oh so delectable and sweet. She even brushes the tip of her tongue against it, then sucks it just a little further between her lips, kissing more intimately but keeping that same lazy and enjoyable pace, in no rush to do anything more than enjoy her moment here with Homura on the cuddle couch.

    Madoka's fingers play with the collar, teasing and pinching it lightly, tracing it to the center of the dress and brushing her fingertip over the top button, which is also white. From there they travel to the side and up, brushing along Homura's neck, and face, teasing her bangs before brushing her forehead beneath them. She so loves everything about her girlfriend, even the things she doesn't often call attention to. Why not call that attention to them now?

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    In a cutesy mood herself, Homura repeats in a soft, high pitched singsongy voice, "Squirmy wormy! Squirmy wormy!" Then she giggles, both at her own silliness and Madoka's.

    "Yes, Madoka-chan~. Hug me lots and lots!" She squeezes Madoka and loosens her embrace several times as Madoka does, ending in a squeeze and a happy humm from Homura. "I'll give you all the hugs you can take, Madoka-chan. I'll never run out of stock on hugs. Or kisses. Or love."

    Homura smiles sweetly as Madoka says they have a lot to be grateful for. "We do. We really do. We're so lucky, that we get to have each other. You really are so, so perfect for me. I never imagined that loving you would be this wonderful."

    The relaxed, lazy pace is sweet, and while Homura certainly enjoys the energetic silliness the soft and tender affection is oh so nice, too. The black-haired guardian angel just can't help but savor moments like this, and she couldn't think of a better way to spend the morning with her beloved.

    Homura's dress is admired, and Homura lays next to her beloved smiling. She blushes as her button is touched, and sighs as her bangs are teased and her forehead is brushed. "I'm yours to admire, dear~," says Homura, with a lilt in her voice. She certainly doesn't mind Madoka calling attention to all of the things she likes about Homura!

    Soft kissing continues, and Homura presses her tongue against Madoka's upper lip, while blushing at the feelings that Madoka is giving to her own lower lips.

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    Madoka giggles happily at Homura's singsong voice, glad that Homura is enjoying the silliness as well.

    Homura asks for lots and lots of hugs, so Madoka gives them to her! Perhaps a few more than she originally intended, especially when those tight squeezes are returned. Very close hugs do very so, so good, especially when they're already laying on their sides and cuddling. "More hugs!" she playfully demands, only to add a moment later, "...and kisses too!" And the love? Of course the love, that doesn't even need to be stated.

    "I had no idea love could be so powerful and all consuming. Loving you and being loved by you feels like it affects everything," Madoka says softly. She looks sweetly into Homura's eyes, her own filled with affection; all the world through those eyes now seen though the lens of one who loves and is loved so completely.

    With her eyes open Madoka sees the blushing, and her lips curl into a smile from the sight of it. "I adore everything about you, sweetie~," she speaks back with a soft lilt in her own. Her fingers tease up through Homura's bangs again, moving over her headband and then pushing into her hair, petting it and stroking it and combing her fingers through it. It's so very luxurious and for the moment she just can't get enough of it.

    She gently pulls a few locks over Homura's shoulder, drawing the silky black strands against her cheek and nuzzling into them, only to veil the upper half of her face with them with her hand pressed to her own face. Her fingers spread, and she peeks through the dark curtain of silky softness as if painfully shy, though the expression in those soft pink eyes now framed by black is one of nothing but the most tender fondness.

    Homura's succulent lower lip is suckled on like the treat that it is, tasted lightly with just the tip of Madoka's tongue. The pink haired girl lets out a happy sigh and tilts her head even a tiny bit more, pressing into Homura while parting her lips enough to slip her tongue past Homura's to give a gentle taste to the underside and tip of Homura's tongue. It languidly lingers for a short moment, only for Madoka to pull away and break the kiss, only to return a moment later with closed lips pressing again fully onto Homura's with heart aching gentleness that lets them both feel their softness pressing together, squishing and conforming tenderly to their partners.

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    Homura asks for and receives hugs, feeling comfortable and loved in the embrace of her darling. Even for all of its energetic silliness, this is such a relaxing moment. Homura almost feels like she could go right back to sleep, comfortable as she is right now in Madoka's arms.

    "Oh? More hugs and kisses?" teases Homura playfully. Then she squeezes Madoka tight, and holds her there, while giving Madoka's lips kiss after kiss after kiss. Homura has so many to give her, and while they start off as quick pecks, they gradually become longer and slower as Homura gets more and more into it.

    Powerful and all consuming? Homura's cheeks flush as she thinks about it. "It really is, isn't it? It washes away everything else, all cares, all worries. When I'm with you like this, all I feel is your love. Your affections are such sweet therapy. Your every touch fulfills needs I didn't even know that I have."

    Homura smiles back at Madoka, the smile turning meek as Madoka says she adores everything about her. "I adore you, too. I adore every part of you. There's nothing in you that I don't love. You're so amazing, and precious to me. I'm so glad that I get to belong to you."

    She shivers from the touch to her hair, and nuzzles her nose against Madoka, pressing her forehead against her beloved's. As her locks are pulled over her shoulder, Homura glances down, and then up again as Madoka plays with her hair. The hair veil elicits a low admiring chuckle, but it's cut short by the fondness she sees. Homura stares, wide eyed, at the beautiful look that Madoka is giving her.

    Their tongues mingle, and Homura gasps at the touch, and her tongue pursues for a second as Madoka's flees. Closed mouth kissing continues, and Homura is grinning as their lips come together again. Homura's lips are with their other halves, just where they belong, and Homura couldn't be happier.

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    Madoka is squeezed in a tight hug and given so many wonderful kisses. She giggles and smiles at the pecks, and as they slow down and linger she begins returning them earnestly, enjoying each one she's given in it's entirety.

    "You can feel my love?" Madoka asks with a soft smile. "I hope it's wrapped all around you, fuzzy and warm and filling you with all the affection I feel for you." She presses into and rubs against Homura when she says her touches fulfills needs she doesn't know she has, her hand rubbing lovingly across her entire back.

    Meek Homura is so adorable, and Madoka's eyes show even more adoration in them. "I'm glad to belong to you too, Homura-chan. You show me how precious I am to you by keeping me near and safe. I try to keep you close and safe to me, too."

    Madoka's eyes can find no better place to look than into Homura's, especially as the pretty purple opens wide for her to better see them. Like so much else the look of tender fondness is for Homura alone, something that only she will ever get to see, that only she will ever get to feel focused upon her, radiating the warmth of Madoka's love and bathing her in it as her endearing object of affection.

    Homura's gasp is a little surprising, and Madoka almost feels bad for making the touching of their tongues so brief. The grin almost gets her to giggle but she holds it inside of herself so her softest of kisses can be delivered. Only afterwards does she let it out, her own lips curling into a smile that press into Homura's grin. They part while touching and Madoka teasingly whispers, "Do I have something you want?"

    Another kiss, another tilt of her head, and Madoka sweetly parts her lips and finds Homura's tongue again, slowly and happily brushing hers against it.

    It's such a lovely, lazy morning, hopefully Homura won't have minded having to wait another few moments for more.