[It's jarring, the feel of that tongue on his skin again. Too reminiscent of their first meeting. But he doesn't stiffen, doesn't flinch, doesn't seem to even react, outwardly.
His mind's racing, though, trying to figure out why he isn't lashing out or running screaming. A few moments of that, and he just gives up on even trying to comprehend the inexplicable comfort he has right now.]
You caught me, I wasn't.
[And he's turning his head, trying to catch Raikou's mouth with his own. ]
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His mind's racing, though, trying to figure out why he isn't lashing out or running screaming. A few moments of that, and he just gives up on even trying to comprehend the inexplicable comfort he has right now.]
You caught me, I wasn't.
[And he's turning his head, trying to catch Raikou's mouth with his own.
]