The fluster evaporated for a bit as Takuto felt himself drawn to the logic of it. That said, he was very pleasantly reminded of his position while watching Kuon like this, so in her element. So comfortable on his knee that he could almost imagine a feline tail flickering behind her, watching his movements curiously.
"I see," he hesitates as his gaze flickers down at himself. Squeezing his leg into that space, his obvious blush still lingering there. "Well, I know getting intimate like that is...haha, a good workout. I remember being curious enough to look up its health benefits because I never really felt it until Rumi brought it up." She had always been the one to initiate in the start before he ended up reciprocating her energy.
He doesn't know how he is still keeping a straight conversation here. Even when he spoke to other strangers in clubs after he and Rumi went seperate ways, most of the time there was this unspoken rule of attraction that should have given him relief, but he only felt...strange about it.
He hadn't moved on from thinking about Rumi, had he?
"...was a bit of a late bloomer." he explains as he rubs the back of his neck- the eye shimmering and yet he didn't feel a thing.
"But are you sure you want to do it, with me? With no feelings attached?
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The fluster evaporated for a bit as Takuto felt himself drawn to the logic of it. That said, he was very pleasantly reminded of his position while watching Kuon like this, so in her element. So comfortable on his knee that he could almost imagine a feline tail flickering behind her, watching his movements curiously.
"I see," he hesitates as his gaze flickers down at himself. Squeezing his leg into that space, his obvious blush still lingering there. "Well, I know getting intimate like that is...haha, a good workout. I remember being curious enough to look up its health benefits because I never really felt it until Rumi brought it up." She had always been the one to initiate in the start before he ended up reciprocating her energy.
He doesn't know how he is still keeping a straight conversation here. Even when he spoke to other strangers in clubs after he and Rumi went seperate ways, most of the time there was this unspoken rule of attraction that should have given him relief, but he only felt...strange about it.
He hadn't moved on from thinking about Rumi, had he?
"...was a bit of a late bloomer." he explains as he rubs the back of his neck- the eye shimmering and yet he didn't feel a thing.
"But are you sure you want to do it, with me? With no feelings attached?