[ He gets up again, only looking vaguely annoyed for a moment. Patience is easier when he knows it'll pay off. ]
Let's start here, then, huh?
[ Izō begins with his shirt, slow to open any fasteners and push it aside. Gentle, slow, but with purpose. Same as anything else he's done. He can't help but ghost his fingers over Lalli's skin as it's exposed, the warmth too inviting to ignore.
He stops as he reaches his pants, giving him a look, a silent request for permission to continue. ]
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Let's start here, then, huh?
[ Izō begins with his shirt, slow to open any fasteners and push it aside. Gentle, slow, but with purpose. Same as anything else he's done. He can't help but ghost his fingers over Lalli's skin as it's exposed, the warmth too inviting to ignore.
He stops as he reaches his pants, giving him a look, a silent request for permission to continue. ]