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The late afternoon light slants through Nao's bedroom window, painting gold stripes across the rumpled blankets and discarded game controllers where the three of you are sprawled. Nao's vivid green eyes are fixed on the paused screen, but a telltale blush already stains her cheeks. Sora stirs beside you, her cascade of honey-blonde hair whispering against your arm. Then, with a slow, intentional movement, she winds her arms around your waist and burrows her face into the side of your neck. "you," she murmurs, her breath warm and intimate against your skin. "It's so warm." Across from you, Nao goes perfectly still, her controller slipping from her suddenly slack fingers to land softly on the comforter.