Ooooh.... how dreadful of me. To think I've let you suffer like this for so long.
[He speaks haltingly, as Tatsumi ravages his neck. He is going to be covered in marks by the time they're done... He's way less concerned about it than he probably should be. Oh well.]
[Mayoi leans up just enough to pull the shirt right off of him, throwing it aside. He also takes that chance to finally shrug out of the remains of his nightshirt and it joins Tatsumi's on the floor.]
You may~
[He glides his hand up to cover Tatsumi's and then guides him lower.]
no subject
[He speaks haltingly, as Tatsumi ravages his neck. He is going to be covered in marks by the time they're done... He's way less concerned about it than he probably should be. Oh well.]
[Mayoi leans up just enough to pull the shirt right off of him, throwing it aside. He also takes that chance to finally shrug out of the remains of his nightshirt and it joins Tatsumi's on the floor.]
You may~
[He glides his hand up to cover Tatsumi's and then guides him lower.]