[ There's just the flattest look he is giving Sakamoto, nostrils flaring as he snorts it out his nose. ]
I'm not still hard right now, I'm Katsura. [ Fine. White flag. That really was too easy, wasn't it? He lifts his head and pushes some more of his now damp hair off of his cheek, shifting his legs to get comfortable again. One arm snakes around Sakamoto's shoulders and neck so he can hold himself close, and the other fumbles around to find Sakamoto's other hand to hold it again.
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I'm not still hard right now, I'm Katsura.
[ Fine. White flag. That really was too easy, wasn't it? He lifts his head and pushes some more of his now damp hair off of his cheek, shifting his legs to get comfortable again. One arm snakes around Sakamoto's shoulders and neck so he can hold himself close, and the other fumbles around to find Sakamoto's other hand to hold it again.
Go on— you can guide him. ]