[ Majima seemed satisfied with this answer and, once his shirt was off, seemed more than content to wait in Tim's strong, beefy arms as the tub filled. ]
I can't remember the last time someone carried me.
[ Idly, one of his tentacles found its way over one of Tim's exposed biceps, clearly fond in its manner... if one could ascribe emotions to a tentacle, that was. ]
You're so strong.
[ Or maybe it was just reacting to Majima's overall sentiment. One way or another, he usually ended up taking care of other people, and Majima didn't mind -- it was only right to offer that support when he was the one with the means to give it. But today? Good thing Tim had been here to pull him out of the rain, or he might have had to drag himself across the floor, mutinous limbs in tow. As the first of his arms touched the water, they spread out, curling and looping and stretching out; one or two, however, remained touching Tim's thigh and wrapped loosely around his waist.
Majima let out an enormously satisfied sigh as he settled in, white-furred arms extended up behind his head while his claws slipped in and out a couple of times. Then he settled, leaning up against the side of the tub. ]
It's perfect, thanks. Come over here so I can help ya get your clothes off.
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Date: 2019-09-15 03:17 pm (UTC)I can't remember the last time someone carried me.
[ Idly, one of his tentacles found its way over one of Tim's exposed biceps, clearly fond in its manner... if one could ascribe emotions to a tentacle, that was. ]
You're so strong.
[ Or maybe it was just reacting to Majima's overall sentiment. One way or another, he usually ended up taking care of other people, and Majima didn't mind -- it was only right to offer that support when he was the one with the means to give it. But today? Good thing Tim had been here to pull him out of the rain, or he might have had to drag himself across the floor, mutinous limbs in tow. As the first of his arms touched the water, they spread out, curling and looping and stretching out; one or two, however, remained touching Tim's thigh and wrapped loosely around his waist.
Majima let out an enormously satisfied sigh as he settled in, white-furred arms extended up behind his head while his claws slipped in and out a couple of times. Then he settled, leaning up against the side of the tub. ]
It's perfect, thanks. Come over here so I can help ya get your clothes off.
[ Yeah. Come on down, you juicy beef slab. ]