sings beneath my fingers? Beautiful, deadly blade? I'll be gentle and tender?
...Does Fyodor have any idea what he's saying? Does he reread the words he's typing and comprehend how suggestive they sound?!
Chuuya's face is flaming just from secondhand (or firsthand) embarrassment. He's glad this isn't in person-- he's terrible at hiding his emotions.]
Holy shit, how do you do that. Are you trying to get in my pants, or what? Because half of that sounded like flirting, let me tell you. Though I guess I should thank you for calling me beautiful.
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sings beneath my fingers? Beautiful, deadly blade? I'll be gentle and tender?
...Does Fyodor have any idea what he's saying? Does he reread the words he's typing and comprehend how suggestive they sound?!
Chuuya's face is flaming just from secondhand (or firsthand) embarrassment. He's glad this isn't in person-- he's terrible at hiding his emotions.]
Holy shit, how do you do that. Are you trying to get in my pants, or what? Because half of that sounded like flirting, let me tell you. Though I guess I should thank you for calling me beautiful.