[Which had been for the best. He would have freaked out even more if he'd known it was coming . . .
And they wouldn't be in this situation now, would they? He's almost positive things wouldn't have come to this weird point if they hadn't been semi-forced into that incident before, and enjoyed it. Because they had. Leon definitely had, and as subtle and understated (to put it politely; "repressed" might be more like it) as Togami is, he had, too.
And now here he is, still pretty much acting like he's above all that.
Wouldn't it be kind of hot to prove to him he isn't?
That thought intrudes on the others, and Leon's not sure yet how to cope with it, but—he can't deny it, either. He shifts a little closer still, arm coming up to drape along the back of the couch, cheeks pinking just a bit deeper. Ahem.]
. . . So then how exactly do you expect that stuff to happen?
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[Which had been for the best. He would have freaked out even more if he'd known it was coming . . .
And they wouldn't be in this situation now, would they? He's almost positive things wouldn't have come to this weird point if they hadn't been semi-forced into that incident before, and enjoyed it. Because they had. Leon definitely had, and as subtle and understated (to put it politely; "repressed" might be more like it) as Togami is, he had, too.
And now here he is, still pretty much acting like he's above all that.
Wouldn't it be kind of hot to prove to him he isn't?
That thought intrudes on the others, and Leon's not sure yet how to cope with it, but—he can't deny it, either. He shifts a little closer still, arm coming up to drape along the back of the couch, cheeks pinking just a bit deeper. Ahem.]
. . . So then how exactly do you expect that stuff to happen?