[ The tramp stamp is part of his #aesthetic, but fine. ]
But you know what I look like. You know what—
[ Okay, he's taking the mask off now, his own face slightly flushed, pulse a little quick. It takes a while for him to register, since his experiences as of late tend to run more towards sexual frustration than anything else. He might be a virgin, but he's no saint, and there have been moments in the past month that he's very keenly felt Isabella's absence.
But he's not frustrated at the moment, instead excited and full of anticipation. ]
Oh. [ The realization comes with a quick breath as he looks dumbly over at Chuuya. ] I think I'm getting worked up too.
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But you know what I look like. You know what—
[ Okay, he's taking the mask off now, his own face slightly flushed, pulse a little quick. It takes a while for him to register, since his experiences as of late tend to run more towards sexual frustration than anything else. He might be a virgin, but he's no saint, and there have been moments in the past month that he's very keenly felt Isabella's absence.
But he's not frustrated at the moment, instead excited and full of anticipation. ]
Oh. [ The realization comes with a quick breath as he looks dumbly over at Chuuya. ] I think I'm getting worked up too.