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I mean, it hurts a little right now because I was getting horny.
[ He'll put it away for now, at least, pulling his pants back on. ]
But it's not bad.
[ He'll put it away for now, at least, pulling his pants back on. ]
But it's not bad.
[ To be fair he can't recall the username he chose for himself so he figured he'd might as well go with a default name for the time being. Being an old man is difficult sometimes. ]
Yes. So you do remember me? Thank goodness. I was concerned I'd be troubling you as a complete stranger.
It's good to be able to speak to you again, Professor. As you can see it seems I've been allowed another visit to the city.
Yes. So you do remember me? Thank goodness. I was concerned I'd be troubling you as a complete stranger.
It's good to be able to speak to you again, Professor. As you can see it seems I've been allowed another visit to the city.
Well I literally can't get hard, so...
[ he runs a hand through his hair ]
All of this feels pretty unreal. I'm waiting for a date, tonight? Me. An literally giving Doumeki the key to my cock. There are days I think I'd be satisfied with only his dick. Isn't that wild?
[ he runs a hand through his hair ]
All of this feels pretty unreal. I'm waiting for a date, tonight? Me. An literally giving Doumeki the key to my cock. There are days I think I'd be satisfied with only his dick. Isn't that wild?
[Sycamore remains silent for a moment, letting that comment of Yashiro's sit in the air for a bit. Filling the silence with the underlying meaning.
It makes him smile, and he keeps his arms crossed.]
Almost like you're fond of him. Would that be a fair assumption?
It makes him smile, and he keeps his arms crossed.]
Almost like you're fond of him. Would that be a fair assumption?
You don't have to play therapist with me today. I know what I'm saying.
[ it's why he said in fact. he knows well where he stands when it comes to doumeki. ]
[ it's why he said in fact. he knows well where he stands when it comes to doumeki. ]
Hey, I'm not the one who locked a piece of plastic around my dick!
[But he's laughing as he says it - even if he can't stop his eyes from heading to Yashiro's crotch again, for a moment.]
Are you going to let me see the present? The one you wrapped up.
[But he's laughing as he says it - even if he can't stop his eyes from heading to Yashiro's crotch again, for a moment.]
Are you going to let me see the present? The one you wrapped up.
Damn, who knew this was the thing that was going to get you so interested in my dick?
[ he reaches into a drawer though and pulls out a small, nicely wrapped box. it has a ribbon around it and tied into a bow and everything ]
What's there to look at? It's just a box.
[ he reaches into a drawer though and pulls out a small, nicely wrapped box. it has a ribbon around it and tied into a bow and everything ]
What's there to look at? It's just a box.
I'm interested in every part of you, Yashi-tan.
[Have an eyebrow waggle, before he looks properly at that gift. It....it has a ribbon around it, tied into a bow and everything....
...]
It's so cute! No wonder you didn't want to undo it! Oh, he's going to love it!
[Have an eyebrow waggle, before he looks properly at that gift. It....it has a ribbon around it, tied into a bow and everything....
...]
It's so cute! No wonder you didn't want to undo it! Oh, he's going to love it!
The wrapping paper isn't the point of the gift.
[ but it's true he did wrap it really nicely ]
The excitement is the actual present! My dick!
[ but it's true he did wrap it really nicely ]
The excitement is the actual present! My dick!
[He wrapped it so nicely...]
Of course, of course, but! You've gone to a bit of effort here, mon ami! Doumeki will be so excited.
[He gets a cute present and Yashiro's dick....he'll be over the moon, at this rate...]
Especially since I know how much he loves your dick.
Of course, of course, but! You've gone to a bit of effort here, mon ami! Doumeki will be so excited.
[He gets a cute present and Yashiro's dick....he'll be over the moon, at this rate...]
Especially since I know how much he loves your dick.
[Oh....oh, this is...adorable? Sycamore stifles a soft laugh, instead placing one hand on Joseph's back, and the other on his head.]
That bad, huh?
[He's content to stay like this as long as Joseph wants; chroma production aside (very much a lovely bonus), he's always been a huggy sort of person.]
Did you want to talk about it....?
That bad, huh?
[He's content to stay like this as long as Joseph wants; chroma production aside (very much a lovely bonus), he's always been a huggy sort of person.]
Did you want to talk about it....?
[Joseph stays against him, shoulders hunched, but his voice grows flat when he pulls back.]
Absolutely not.
[He's already turning, grabbing Sycamore's hand and tugging him toward the couch.]
Come, come. I have wine. Good wine. [Wine that Sycamore can appreciate, because he's not an ornery bastard.]
Absolutely not.
[He's already turning, grabbing Sycamore's hand and tugging him toward the couch.]
Come, come. I have wine. Good wine. [Wine that Sycamore can appreciate, because he's not an ornery bastard.]
Edited 2020-10-23 09:39 (UTC)
[Well! That was crystal clear and very much noted; discussions of that particular topic are off! There's no resistance as Joseph pulls him toward the couch - look, wine is always going to work on him, particularly if it's good wine...]
Noted, mon ami! We can talk about anything but that, then.
[He might end up wanting to chat about it after a few drinks, anyway. So! He'll settle himself on the couch.]
Are you a red or a white fan? Tell me about your favourite kinds.
Noted, mon ami! We can talk about anything but that, then.
[He might end up wanting to chat about it after a few drinks, anyway. So! He'll settle himself on the couch.]
Are you a red or a white fan? Tell me about your favourite kinds.
[Sycamore can probably tell how put off Joseph is by the fact that he drops his weight hard into the couch instead of folding himself in his usual fancy way, but...the question immediately puts him at ease. This is a man who knows how to talk.]
I like dry reds. A good Malbec, or a Cabernet Sauvignon... This one is a Merlot, though.
[He starts to offer his glass to Sycamore, and then pauses, his brows furrowing, setting it down and standing up to get another from the cabinet.]
I like dry reds. A good Malbec, or a Cabernet Sauvignon... This one is a Merlot, though.
[He starts to offer his glass to Sycamore, and then pauses, his brows furrowing, setting it down and standing up to get another from the cabinet.]
[The inelegant way Joseph lands on the couch definitely isn't missed, but Sycamore is smart enough not to comment on it; he's arranged himself casually, with an arm resting on the back and his legs crossed. Perhaps if he gives off a relaxed vibe, it'll help Joseph calm down as well.]
Ah, lovely taste! I'm more of a Pinot man myself, but I can never turn down a decent Merlot. It's lovely of you to treat me like this.
[As Joseph rises to fetch another glass, Sycamore can't hide a smile. Ah, there's that fastidious nature coming back...]
The glass not up to your standards, mon ami?
Ah, lovely taste! I'm more of a Pinot man myself, but I can never turn down a decent Merlot. It's lovely of you to treat me like this.
[As Joseph rises to fetch another glass, Sycamore can't hide a smile. Ah, there's that fastidious nature coming back...]
The glass not up to your standards, mon ami?
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