[As much as he might think it's prudent to again admit that this isn't a side of him he likes... he hears that laugh, those words, that impossibly lewd sound, and he loses his composure for good. His hands rake down Mayoi's arms, then too eagerly start clawing at the buttons on his night shirt. A few of them go flying, but once Tatsumi has a little of Mayoi's skin exposed, he makes his own little animalistic noise of need and the clothing might as well be forgotten. He pulls the last button free with frantic energy.]
I've never seen this much of you... You're beautiful, Mayoi-san...
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I've never seen this much of you... You're beautiful, Mayoi-san...