[ There's an initial twinge, his body tensing at the touch but he relaxes when those patterns are drawn against sensitive skin. It's a tame enough touch not to wind Aoba up in this timid and anxious state, but the intimacy of it is not lost on him. Aoba feels the breath softly catch in his throat. Slowly, Aoba turns his face slightly towards him, peeking out with one eye.
That's a really sweet gesture, tender too. It makes his heart melt a little, so he's conflicted between his thirst for manhandling and just... cuddling. That's also nice too. But even Aoba can recognize the rarity of this gracious offer to communicate via other means. That's... surprisingly considerate. ]
You mean... show you... like in a magazine or on my phone...?
[ It's still embarrassing, but it does relieve him from having to talk about it. He should talk about it. Most of the things he's interested in can venture into areas that require safe words and the like... so maybe he just should start... small. ]
It's okay, I mean... I'm okay with just this.
[ He's crawling into his shell again, and he recognizes it. He worries on his lip with his teeth and then admits in a smaller voice: ]
he's being really cute how dare
[ There's an initial twinge, his body tensing at the touch but he relaxes when those patterns are drawn against sensitive skin. It's a tame enough touch not to wind Aoba up in this timid and anxious state, but the intimacy of it is not lost on him. Aoba feels the breath softly catch in his throat. Slowly, Aoba turns his face slightly towards him, peeking out with one eye.
That's a really sweet gesture, tender too. It makes his heart melt a little, so he's conflicted between his thirst for manhandling and just... cuddling. That's also nice too. But even Aoba can recognize the rarity of this gracious offer to communicate via other means. That's... surprisingly considerate. ]
You mean... show you... like in a magazine or on my phone...?
[ It's still embarrassing, but it does relieve him from having to talk about it. He should talk about it. Most of the things he's interested in can venture into areas that require safe words and the like... so maybe he just should start... small. ]
It's okay, I mean... I'm okay with just this.
[ He's crawling into his shell again, and he recognizes it. He worries on his lip with his teeth and then admits in a smaller voice: ]
...Most of the time.