Mmmm… So… You shouldn’t call me things like that. I’ll like it too much. I might stop thinking. [He’s so ashamed and embarrassed.] I can still focus though… We can still, um…
[Yuuto is still genuinely surprised when his partners care about him. He goes quiet while he processes and accepts in. In moments like these, he realizes how lucky he is to love someone so thoughtful.]
[For Yuuto, changing clothes is almost instantaneous; He more or less transforms and his pile of clothes vanishes, reappearing on his body. It’s only the pink ribbon that he takes the time to tie manually. By now, his belt is already on and beginning to sway.]
I would. Things might start to float. [So as they step outside, Yuuto opens one of the umbrellas and holds it over Inaba. He’ll correct himself and hold it over them both when she moves closer, but he’s too worried about her to put his self protection into practice.] Is this big enough for us both?
Once it’s in sight, I can teleport us the rest of the way… [But he also enjoys walking with her like this. It’s a different kind of intimacy.] You were out shopping when I found you… Did you get everything done that you needed to do?
he held himself back through one sex session i can't believe it
Rolled a nat 20
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B, but… Right now… You wanted it…
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Yuuto sits himself up properly.]
Oh. We need to get dressed.
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[ She's going to shift so she can grab her clothes and start putting her stuff back on. ]
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Himeko..? Um…
Thank you.
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[ She adjusts her outfit a little bit, although she's opted to make sure to wear her more comfortable shoes-- ]
Oh. Make sure to get the umbrellas open, since it'll still be raining outside.
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[As long as they’re being gross and in love.]
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[ She'll scoot a little closer and wrap her arms around his. ]
There. That should be good, right?
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Mmm… That’s perfect. [He angles the umbrella to guard them both.] Let’s go. It isn’t far from here, right?
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No, it's okay, let's just walk the rest of the way.
[ There's something about her answer that sounded hesitant, almost uncomfortable for a second. ]
Ah, yeah... I managed, at least.
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