[ Where he kisses, a tickle wanders right up Junpei's arm. He shivers. ]
Are ... are you feeling like being in control tonight, Choso? Or ... did you want me to ...
[ His eyes fall to that flimsy apron, licking his lips. ]
... take you instead?
[ The desire to please and serve was just as strong in Junpei. He always wanted to spoil Choso as much as he was spoiled. They switched roles with an effortless fluidity as their wants dictated. ]
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Are ... are you feeling like being in control tonight, Choso? Or ... did you want me to ...
[ His eyes fall to that flimsy apron, licking his lips. ]
... take you instead?
[ The desire to please and serve was just as strong in Junpei. He always wanted to spoil Choso as much as he was spoiled. They switched roles with an effortless fluidity as their wants dictated. ]