Feb 05, 2008 03:22
There's a silvery little houseplant on the narrow windowsill, a maple bonsai and a vase of snowdrops and purple statice on the dresser, a teddy bear wearing a black kimono on the quilt, and an empty food dish next to the bathroom door.
"Come in," Hanatarou says, with pleasant formality.
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Geez, it sure is cute in here. "Huh. Looks so...clean." Isamu felt like he should take off his shoes, which was hard to do standing up, but he managed. "Did somebody drug you or something?"
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I mean, wait-
"Details," Isamu mutters to himself, and get off. Of Hanatarou. His body. Ugh, fuck, you know what I mean.
He does get a helping hand (is there no way to say this and not use an innuendo?) with his clothes. "Don't you get tired of this thing? I'd kill myself if I had to wear to the same thing every day." lol irony.
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He opens a drawer, rummages, and produces a li'l bottle-- like MAGIC! "I'll wear something different for you next time, if you remind me."
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"Mmm. Would you wear something a little sexier? I mean, not that you don't look cute in that, but you could do better." Isamu came up to Hanatarou and hugged him from behind. "D'you wanna handjob first or anything?"
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"No, that's fine." (He doesn't think he has enough energy at the moment to come twice, and it's better if they both finish within a reasonable interval. But why admit that?) "Mm... can I ask you to do something, though?"
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