[As always, Gepard is a gift. He makes that little slip of the tongue— oh, if only Gepard knew how he’d like to please him— and Sampo cackles, laughing like it’s the first good joke that he’s heard in a long time.]
[He trails off after a bit and wipes a tear from his eye.]
Do you even have to ask? [This is one of those things that he’ll remember for the rest of his life. The time that Gepard Landau talked about being pleased by Sampo Koski, out loud. Sent that right out into the universe.] Ahah, that was a good one. Don’t worry, Gepard, I’ll gladly go out of my way to please you.
[Again— in more ways than dear Geppie expects. But that’s either for him to find out later, after Sampo has weaseled his way further into his life, or not, if he hasn’t. Gepard’s could always rebuff him, send him packing. Leave him to his lonely rooftop stalking.]
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[He trails off after a bit and wipes a tear from his eye.]
Do you even have to ask? [This is one of those things that he’ll remember for the rest of his life. The time that Gepard Landau talked about being pleased by Sampo Koski, out loud. Sent that right out into the universe.] Ahah, that was a good one. Don’t worry, Gepard, I’ll gladly go out of my way to please you.
[Again— in more ways than dear Geppie expects. But that’s either for him to find out later, after Sampo has weaseled his way further into his life, or not, if he hasn’t. Gepard’s could always rebuff him, send him packing. Leave him to his lonely rooftop stalking.]