[The same guy who goes out and punches Fragmentum monsters in the face without flinching, who has to listen to every absurd complaint that comes in from the Dark-Blue Scam Victims' Association, gets thrown off by a simple compliment from the guy he's sleeping with. Something about that doesn't add up in Sampo's brain, this boy math isn't making sense.]
Look, I get that what we're doing is pretty casual, but wouldn't it be weird for, uh. [Yeah, still having this conversation while getting fingered and now with Gepard fondling his cock again. If Gepard thought it was hard on his end of things...] For me to not think you're hot?
[The more casual it is, the more it's based on physical attraction. So Sampo calling Gepard attractive should be, like, the least surprising thing that's coming out of his mouth, it's not like he's waxing poetic about the good Captain's other virtues. If he came up here with a poem in hand about Gepard's diligent heart or some shit, that would be weird. He's not he weird one here, right?]
[He rakes a hand through his hair; it pushes his bangs back for a second, before they flop right back where they were over his face.]
You're hot. What you're doing is hot. All of it-- [vague hand gesture] --hot. I'm not going to shut up about it!
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Date: 2024-03-11 03:54 am (UTC)[The same guy who goes out and punches Fragmentum monsters in the face without flinching, who has to listen to every absurd complaint that comes in from the Dark-Blue Scam Victims' Association, gets thrown off by a simple compliment from the guy he's sleeping with. Something about that doesn't add up in Sampo's brain, this boy math isn't making sense.]
Look, I get that what we're doing is pretty casual, but wouldn't it be weird for, uh. [Yeah, still having this conversation while getting fingered and now with Gepard fondling his cock again. If Gepard thought it was hard on his end of things...] For me to not think you're hot?
[The more casual it is, the more it's based on physical attraction. So Sampo calling Gepard attractive should be, like, the least surprising thing that's coming out of his mouth, it's not like he's waxing poetic about the good Captain's other virtues. If he came up here with a poem in hand about Gepard's diligent heart or some shit, that would be weird. He's not he weird one here, right?]
[He rakes a hand through his hair; it pushes his bangs back for a second, before they flop right back where they were over his face.]
You're hot. What you're doing is hot. All of it-- [vague hand gesture] --hot. I'm not going to shut up about it!