[The roughed, gutteral words in a foreign tongue made no sense to his hazy mind, but Koumei felt the intended compliment in the rumbling deep in Squalo's chest with those words, the sly smirk, and the gentle but insistent pull of his hands.
Slipping a hand down into the waistband of Squalo's pants, fumbled with the buttons and zippers until he found a way through.]
I think we'll figure it out as we go, [he murmured, lowering his head until it was just next to Squalo's ear.] Just don't go too rough; we've both got reps to consider.
[A light bite to the ear punctuated the request-- he was willing to try things your way, so long as there weren't too many visible marks afterward.]
Hey, gotta warn the kiddies stalking us ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Slipping a hand down into the waistband of Squalo's pants, fumbled with the buttons and zippers until he found a way through.]
I think we'll figure it out as we go, [he murmured, lowering his head until it was just next to Squalo's ear.] Just don't go too rough; we've both got reps to consider.
[A light bite to the ear punctuated the request-- he was willing to try things your way, so long as there weren't too many visible marks afterward.]