"Whichever is closest," he replies with a smirk, fingers drawing the other's flashy tie out from its confines of that shirt collar. Stepping backward, gesturing once he's released from the blond's grasp.
"So, the couch, then."
He smoothly walks over to the couch, then, and sits down, legs spread.
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Date: 2024-09-01 06:55 pm (UTC)"So, the couch, then."
He smoothly walks over to the couch, then, and sits down, legs spread.
"What we do next is up to you, Kento."