[ Katsura rolls his head over and relief seems to flood over his face at the thought. He's especially fussy about preparation with, honestly, everything. Sometimes it didn't even make sense. The man carried so many items with him being a fugitive, he had to be ready for everything and it followed into his daily activities too.
The offer may have been facetious, but Katsura is taking it seriously. ]
Yes, please. ♡
[ He swallows, lifting his fingers to trail against some lingering spit on his neck. His fingers twist and roll over his skin before landing on a specific spot right at the base of his neck near his clavicle. ]
Here is good. Ah. [ He wants to say something else and it's obvious it seems that way, but it takes him a moment to get it out. ] What, exactly, are we doing..?
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The offer may have been facetious, but Katsura is taking it seriously. ]
Yes, please. ♡
[ He swallows, lifting his fingers to trail against some lingering spit on his neck. His fingers twist and roll over his skin before landing on a specific spot right at the base of his neck near his clavicle. ]
Here is good.
Ah.
[ He wants to say something else and it's obvious it seems that way, but it takes him a moment to get it out. ]
What, exactly, are we doing..?