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_{[ Sakamoto is getting personal, here, and Katsura covers his lips with the edges of his fingers when he feels his hot breath seep through the cloth of his under garments. Surely Sakamoto wasn't going to do that, right? His partner never had an easy time keeping his lunch down; his gag reflex was too sensitive, but ..that's instantly what Zura thinks, though, and it's a pretty exciting thought that he lingers on for a moment. It's enough of a dirty thought to cause warmth to spread over his cheeks and turn his blood warm as it pumps through his veins.

He squirms. ]}

Take it off.
_{[ not the answer that Sakamoto was expecting, probably, but it should imply that he trusts him... and also imply that he doesn't have a lot of patience. ]}