[ He immediately goes pliable at her touch, letting Kiritsubo angle his body any which way she wants, looking up at her expectantly. The charge of her need is obvious thanks to their shared aspect, and he opens himself up to it; lets it seep into him, too. Based on the way she'd come in and what he's picking up off of her right now, Amos figures this is more the prelude to a marathon than anything else.
Which, yeah. His own libido will never match hers, but he's game.
She calls it perfect and he tips his head down to look properly into her eyes, smile growing that little bit broader. She brings her fingers to hover over his skin and a little charge of danger and thrill goes through him at the proximity to his shard. He is stirring—
He blinks, expression resetting itself to a blank nothingness at her little revelation now imparted on him. That's... huh.
A moment of nothingness, and then Amos brings his arm around, hand on her back, looking to push her closer to him — or maybe even on top of him, grin back in full force. ]
Yeah? [ He'd been confused; now he's amused. And pleased. ] Tell me what it does.
[ It would seem she is being met with approval, just like that. ]
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Which, yeah. His own libido will never match hers, but he's game.
She calls it perfect and he tips his head down to look properly into her eyes, smile growing that little bit broader. She brings her fingers to hover over his skin and a little charge of danger and thrill goes through him at the proximity to his shard. He is stirring—
He blinks, expression resetting itself to a blank nothingness at her little revelation now imparted on him. That's... huh.
A moment of nothingness, and then Amos brings his arm around, hand on her back, looking to push her closer to him — or maybe even on top of him, grin back in full force. ]
Yeah? [ He'd been confused; now he's amused. And pleased. ] Tell me what it does.
[ It would seem she is being met with approval, just like that. ]