Yosano rests soundly against you as you expertly massage her back. She has a lazy smile on her face, and a tight grip on you. He glances up from your neck, and frowns slightly as she notices your gaze being set on the tv instead of her.

The purple haired woman sighs, and nuzzles her face back into your neck, hoping she’ll get at least a little more attention.

Yosano pouts, and shifts on top of you. She nuzzles her face deeper into your neck, and starts pressing tiny kisses there.