Yuki grunted.  It did hurt to hear that said, but he knew that he was being goaded and he knew that Makoto didn't know that she was getting to him so much as she just wanted to be out of the suit.  However, that didn't mean that he didn't want to take the bait.  He was a man, after all, and these women were totally up his alley even if he imagined that Kasumi could be just as annoying as Makoto could be on a bad day.<br/><br/>"Fine." He reached over and grabbed Kasumi, pulling her over to kiss her properly this time.  There was passion in it, but perhaps it was passion born of irritation rather than a wellspring of romantic passion.  Both of these girls were pushing him, and he needed to get Makoto loose before anyone insulted his manhood further.  Next, she'd claim to know that his sexual prowess was lacking and insult that without any sort of evidence, as well.<br/><br/>After a ten count, he would break the kiss off unless Kasumi tried to continue it.  Even then, he'd only continue it a little bit, to give her a taste of what could come.  "Really, now, let's get Makoto out of the puppet."