Takatora & Basco, cellphone wars [NSFW]

[a_divine_island]

[It's 7-something in the morning and when Takatora's ringtone starts up again it signals the fifth phone call he's already taken since waking up. Not that that sort of thing is a concern to him; it's part of his job to be informed of events and handle any necessarily issues or authorisations that crop up.

It wouldn't be very professional to take his calls from his bed so he's at the desk in his bedroom, fully clothed, if somewhat more casually than usual, considering a few more shirt buttons are open than one would expect. It was adequate enough at the time and that's all the matters.

Nobody is going to see currently except for Basco.

Ah, yes. Basco. He had done... that again last night. Wine had been involved.

Perhaps he'll simply realise how busy Takatora is and see himself quietly out?

...As if. Meanwhile-- ]

That wasn't in the original draft of the contract I read, and I hadn't agreed to any alterations. Have it sent to my home so that I can inspect it-

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[trollininthedeep]

[Basco wasn't entirely sure why he kept coming back to waking up in this bed. Sure, there was nothing wrong with it but, it was starting to become routine now to see this man. Could be because he was quite doting. Having a big cock was definitely a plus as well. Or maybe it was because every time he was told to let himself out, he took something along the way and was never asked about it the next time he came back.

That might be it. That despite how many time he comes back, Takatora always let him back in.

Although being woken up at the horrific time known as 'morning' was definitely a con to the wine induced night before. Definitely too early to feel like moving from the comfort of bed so, he just lazily listened to the one sided conversation.]

[a_divine_island]

[Routine, yes. It's quite difficult for Takatora to have intimacies with a person if they aren't intended to become... Routine, for lack of a better word. How could he not have a certain fondness for Basco when he's such an engaging person? He brings out great energy and passion in Takatora when they're together!

And it isn't like Takatora isn't feeling the after effects of an ill-advised amount of wine either! But the headache is about to be chased away with painkillers, with any luck. And such a thing would never prevent him from working.]

Within the hour? Yes, that will suffice. [Takatora hangs up the phone, but only in order to dial a number for himself instead. This time he gets up and begins to stroll across the room, back and forth at the end of the bed. It's good to keep moving when one cannot make time go faster.] It's Kureshima. I need your schedule clear today so that I can contact you to discuss legal matters as neceesary.

[Because yes of course Takatora expects people to devote themselves to his service when he's prepared to pay for the privilege. Yggdrasill manages so many people's lives, it's of paramount importance to keep things running so smoothly they don't even notice it!]

[trollininthedeep]

[After the first call, Basco thought that would be it....and then a second call happened. And he can hear the pacing back and forth as well and all that did was make him continue to question why he was still there. Stupid sexy workaholic. It takes him a second to pry his head from the comfort of the pillow just to glare at the man who dares disturb his sleep with work calls.]

[a_divine_island]

[Whose fault is it for sleeping in the bed of a workaholic? Takatora might be vaguely away of some dagger-like feelings boring holes into his back but it's ultimately easy to ignore when he has important things to be doing. Much busy, very work.

...Okay, he's not so cruel as to ignore Basco outright; he's too caring a soul. He walks to the coffee pot and makes a silent gesture with it to Basco as if to ask if he wants some?]

[trollininthedeep]

[As soon as Takatora motioned to the coffee, that's when the plan started forming in his head. So he nods at the idea, still keeping quiet because of the phone call Takatora was still taking]

[a_divine_island]

[Takatora is so nice. He cradles his phone under his chin as he pours a cup of coffee. That maneuver is something he's had many years of practice with. He pads over to the bed and leans down a little to offer Basco his coffee.]

[trollininthedeep]

[He is nice. Which balances out Basco's absolute awfulness as when he gets the coffee, he instead reaches up to the phone and pulls it from under his chin and clicks the hang up button on it.]

It's much too early for this, Kitten.

[a_divine_island]

Basco.

[This? This highly unimpressed face? This should bother you. Takatora reaches to recover his phone, naively expecting that to be a simple matter. ]

[trollininthedeep]

[And of course it's being kept out of his reach.]

Come on, isn't there someone who you can pile all the work onto and take a day off?

[a_divine_island]

[Hmph. A rather juvenile move, Basco, don't you think? ]

If there were someone else who could do my work I wouldn't be required.

[Takatora takes one more swipe at his phone because he's optimistic like that. But he will not resort to 'keep-away'. ]

[trollininthedeep]

[Unfortunately, it's easy to keep it out of your arms reach]

Name one competent person that works for you.

[a_divine_island]

[...Takatora doesn't know names.]

[trollininthedeep]

Well, that makes this a little harder then. [He clicks the phone on redial and shuffles over to the other side of the bed and out of Takatora's reach as he puts the phone to his ear.]

Hello, I'm calling on behalf of Mr. Kureshima.

[a_divine_island]

[No. No, WAIT, no!

Takatora of course has to charge around the bed because he isn't about to dive onto it and flop against the mattress flailing to reach to wrestle the phone from Basco's grasp. And he doesn't dare hiss Basco's name in warning; his personal matters are private and he doesn't need to disclose the name of his bedpartner to anyone, especially not a subordinate who might overhear!]

Stop that! [He hisses but it's only as loud as he dares, which is... Not very loud.]

[trollininthedeep]

Sorry to call back but, unfortunately, Mr. Kureshima has urgent matters he must attend to and will be temporarily unreachable until further notice. He would like to apologize to you but please disregard his earlier request and it would be advised that you direct further questions to his secretary. Thank you.

[Rolling back over to his original side of the bed and, as he hangs up and puts the phone on the bedside table.....he drops it into the cup of coffee that Takatora was nice enough to pour for him.]

Oh....Oops.

[a_divine_island]

[All Takatora can do is listen in horror because he is actually too stunned to reach out and snatch the phone back and start to undo the damage.

Nope, it's been done. Basco has delegated his duties.

But that's not all. As if he knows somehow that the first thing Takatora will do is redial and belay those instructions, Basco-

Basco drops the phone into his coffee.

Takatora can't even.]

You... That... I do not appreciate your gesture.

[trollininthedeep]

[Sits there in bed while fishing the phone out of the coffee cup. But it's already dead from the looks of it.]

Well, I wasn't exactly planing to throw it into my drink.

[He did plan it.]

[a_divine_island]

[Takatora isn't quite that naive, Basco. Have this disbelieving facial expression.]

It's an oversight that I do not have a replacement... [Yeah, honestly this is Takatora's fault for not seeing it coming.] Perhaps the household line would be sufficient temporarily...

[He might just have to go and accost a member of his household staff to enquire about that... Basco's antics are best ignored, right? He'll be fine with that!]

[trollininthedeep]

[Sliding out from under the covers closer to you...partially to remind you that he hasn't gotten dressed during this entire exchange.]

Or you indulge a little and accept the fact that I just gave you a day off. I mean, how awkward does it sound for you to call back and try to explain what my completely professional sounding call was? Puts a lot of questions in their head.

[a_divine_island]

[Oh don't think you can distract Takatora like that!

...Not immediately anyway. Takatora frowns first. Why does Basco have to be right? Why is he so sharp-minded?]

I would find a way. A communication error.

[Does his excuse sound as feeble as it feels? He holds a hand to his temple and closes his eyes to think. When he opens them again Basco is, yep, still naked.]

You're going to get cold like that.

[trollininthedeep]

[But distracting is what he does best after all. And he knows that Takatora sees the logic in his answer. Which is why he's quite certain it's safe to walk right up to him and press himself against his clothed body and drape his arms over his shoulders.]

I'm not cold now.

[a_divine_island]

You think I'm amenable to this idea after what you just did to my property?

[trollininthedeep]

I think I can convince you to be.

[a_divine_island]

[Takatora should take that as a cue to remove Basco's hands from his person and step away to create distance between them.

...Why he isn't doing that is anyone's guess. Probably because he knows how convincing Basco's body can be.

Forgive him; he is only a man. He's weak.]

[trollininthedeep]

[That is funny that Takatora isn't doing anything about Basco being pressed up against him. It's also funny that he doesn't seem to be doing anything at all about the hands travelling down to start undoing the few buttons that happened to be done up on his shirt.]