───── 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 。
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───── 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 。
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“Sweetheart, I can cook or bake whatever you want. The benefits of having a vice other than drowning in wine…usually.” She already has Naomi’s hand flipped, kissing her knuckles like a knight would to his princess. “Something Iberian maybe? Or comfort food?”

An exhausted yet happy growl rumbles from Orianna’s throat as she leans into that hand, peppering her palm with loving kisses. “Mm. You’ve made me happier than I’ve ever been in a long, long time. Seems I forget that I can be happy *and* healthy now.”

“I…” She tried to argue again, but no words came out. The Vulpo was right. She was being selfish. A terrible, terrible habit to shoulder everything on her own, thinking it was better this way for everyone. Her shoulders slumped and her head sank into the chair’s headrest.

“Naomi…” Ori tries to interject, but her argument dies in a sigh as she slumps into her chair. “I…just wanted you to have an easy day for once. Seeing you ache in your sleep or wince when you stand up from your chair I just…”

Flirting wouldn’t work. At least not on Naomi, and she knew better. Probably. A sigh and a hand ran through her ever greying hair. “No, not really. Couldn’t sleep, so I slipped away and chipped at your work today.” She gestured to the stack of signed and organized—

The wolf flinches; it’s as if she can sense a…sudden slight chill in the air. A disturbance. Bleary gold eyes focus on the pink in front of her. Ah. “…G’morning my ever beautiful and amazing flower.” Charm turned to 1000 in attempt to placate the Iberian.

Cue an Orianna, dead asleep at her desk because she *definitely* slept last night, mmhm. No one tell her darling pink fox—

Orianna frowns, moving her hands to lean down and press a kiss to the spot she had been massaging. "Sorry, but you've got more knots than muscle right now." Naomi's head is gently pulled back to rest against the wolf's chest, and the rumbling grows louder as she cuddles her.

"Mmm...tempting offer. But I know better than to separate you from your work like that. I'll get an earful when you free yourself." More sweet kisses to her head and ears, followed by a delighted rumble from the wolf. "Let me help. Take a break, tesero."

The soft pressure of a gentle kiss on the top of the vulpo's head, followed by the smooth voice of the wolf. "What have I told you about working too hard, mio fiore? At this rate I'm going to have to tie you down." Hands grasp Naomi's shoulders and thumbs begin working into-




