[The critique does nothing to wipe the smile off of Takasugi's face. But the next 'romantic' nuzzle is harsher, the jut of his jaw coming down too hard on the man's scalp. There are limits of intimacy, and then there are limits of imagination-
Takasugi's stops where an intricate backstory begins; if the shaman is crazy for pacts, he won't care why an errant couple has come for his services. He'll be thrilled for the opportunity. It's not so complex.
Or so Takasugi assumes.
The assumption, in part, based in an obstinate refusal to indulge Rohan's complaint.]
Who said anything about you having limits? [Wow what a backhanded compliment.
Takasugi's hand curls, thumb brushing Rohan's neck before curling along his jaw. They're madly in love, so any and all PDA physical affection is only to be expected.] When it comes time to seal the pact, I don't expect you to hold back.
[He has no real intention of letting things progress that far with the shaman, but neither does he care to go about this with any reservations.]
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Takasugi's stops where an intricate backstory begins; if the shaman is crazy for pacts, he won't care why an errant couple has come for his services. He'll be thrilled for the opportunity. It's not so complex.
Or so Takasugi assumes.
The assumption, in part, based in an obstinate refusal to indulge Rohan's complaint.]
Who said anything about you having limits? [Wow what a backhanded compliment.
Takasugi's hand curls, thumb brushing Rohan's neck before curling along his jaw. They're madly in love, so any and all
PDAphysical affection is only to be expected.] When it comes time to seal the pact, I don't expect you to hold back.[He has no real intention of letting things progress that far with the shaman, but neither does he care to go about this with any reservations.]