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_{[ Katsura usually would care, but he's just happy that he feels completely satisfied. A few moments of pleasure still pulsate through his body, his eyes still rolled back behind his lids. He's catching his breath, trying his hardest not to just pant even if it's difficult.

He covers his face with both of his hands to hide his expression when Sakamoto puts attention on him. It's a rare feeling for him to not to want attention on him, but right now, he's certain Sakamoto probably saw him glowing. He probably paid attention to him being so aroused a few minutes ago, too— oh man, he was probably really noisy as well and it's just— ah, it's too much. A warrior shouldn't act this way.

Flustered, he burrows his face into Sakamoto's shoulder, unable to speak. ]}