Well, it was kind of December when we met? And then you took me home in January, so.

[Not a whole lot of time for him to be taking his shirt off for Majima. Or, really, an appropriate time, because unlike some people in their later years, Tim didn't make a habit of walking around in winter with his tits out.]

Oh, wow, I was kinda really easy, wasn't I?

[Less than a month between meeting Majima and ending up in his bed. It all worked out in the end, though, now they're married. They just did the whole dating thing a little bit backwards.]

Thanks. I guess I've always been built sort of like this.

[Even before the surgery, he'd always this same sort of shape, just on a smaller, narrower scale. It's nice that Majima likes it, likes how he is even without the whole minotaur beefiness thing going on. His tentacles sure seem to like him, kneading at his feet and wrapping around his wrist. Tim kisses the one at his wrist, then snorts a laugh.]

Oh, hey, I'm kinda ticklish. [His foot flexed at the wiggle of a smooth tentacle against its sole.] I forgot I'm ticklish.