@AcuteLibertine [he cups his flushed cheek, and gives the softest press to the reddened skin, watching with fascination as it pales beneath his touch.] what is it, sweetheart? [his voice drops to a murmur, warm enough to melt between them.] just say the word. you know iβd give you anything.
@AcuteLibertine [johnnyβs brows knit together, genuine confusion flickering across his features as he follows the frantic motion of yutaβs hands over his frame. a quiet laugh escapes him, almost disbelieving.] ah β iβm usually the one at a disadvantage around you, dear. have you seen yourself?