[Tim couldn't help but think that he'd gotten more out of their exchange in terms of information about Majima than Majima had gotten about him. He'd gotten to hear about Sotenbori and the hit and the things he'd had to do to get what he wanted, and Majima had found out, what? That Tim used to be a redhead and that he was totally neurotic? Not exactly news, except for the ginger bit. But if Majima was happy with what he'd learned, well. They'd probably gone through enough Tragic Backstory for one day.]
[Tim wanted to bask in the fondness of Majima's gaze for as long as he could.]
[And then it was time for something completely different-- bondage. Apparently.]
[The rope that Majima laid against his skin was good quality and smooth, similar to the kind that he'd used on him last time and had sacrificed to free Tim's hands faster. There'd been nothing wrong with the blond color of that previous batch of rope, but Tim had to agree that the darker crimson red was better for his skin tone.]
Red, huh? [Really, he'd take almost any color that wasn't canary yellow, but he was kind of glad that Majima at least had a decent eye for color.] Yeah, I think you're right. Let's go with that one.
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[Tim wanted to bask in the fondness of Majima's gaze for as long as he could.]
[And then it was time for something completely different-- bondage. Apparently.]
[The rope that Majima laid against his skin was good quality and smooth, similar to the kind that he'd used on him last time and had sacrificed to free Tim's hands faster. There'd been nothing wrong with the blond color of that previous batch of rope, but Tim had to agree that the darker crimson red was better for his skin tone.]
Red, huh? [Really, he'd take almost any color that wasn't canary yellow, but he was kind of glad that Majima at least had a decent eye for color.] Yeah, I think you're right. Let's go with that one.