[ Majima might have been half-cephalopod, but there was nothing cold-blooded about the flush in his cheeks as a tentacle slid wholesale under his husband's shirt, pulling it upward to expose an expanse of scars and stomach. ]
Maybe a little.
[ Yeah. Right. Just a little. ]
We could start with you joinin' me on the sheets. And then maybe we could do a little... exploring. Didn't have a lot of time the last round, ya know?
[ A little deep-sea exploration, one might say. But did Tim really want to risk getting tangled in these tentacles? ]
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[ Majima might have been half-cephalopod, but there was nothing cold-blooded about the flush in his cheeks as a tentacle slid wholesale under his husband's shirt, pulling it upward to expose an expanse of scars and stomach. ]
Maybe a little.
[ Yeah. Right. Just a little. ]
We could start with you joinin' me on the sheets. And then maybe we could do a little... exploring. Didn't have a lot of time the last round, ya know?
[ A little deep-sea exploration, one might say. But did Tim really want to risk getting tangled in these tentacles? ]