[ Not another contract... This is Tsumugi's life now, apparently -- trying to appease his boyfriend's lust. Not that he's complaining, of course; he'd love to learn more and more about Eichi, which buttons to press to get the best kind of reactions out of him.
He should really stop making death jokes right before sex, though. It's literally a moodkiller. ]
Ah, um, I think... you should take the reins this time? Since I... did all that I could back then.
[ He presses his hand on Eichi's chest, trying to decipher this erratic heartbeat. He's no doctor and he's not training to be one, but even he knows that this is abnormal.
And yet Eichi still wants to go for it anyway... ]
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He should really stop making death jokes right before sex, though. It's literally a moodkiller. ]
Ah, um, I think... you should take the reins this time? Since I... did all that I could back then.
[ He presses his hand on Eichi's chest, trying to decipher this erratic heartbeat. He's no doctor and he's not training to be one, but even he knows that this is abnormal.
And yet Eichi still wants to go for it anyway... ]