[He laughs a little, that airy, weird little laugh he does sometimes. He presses those kiss-swollen lips to the heel of Wolfwood's hand before he draws himself up to sit back on his haunches, looming over Wolfwood as he straddles one of his legs with his own.]
If I ask what that was, am I going to get an answer?
[He's almost ALMOST shy when he asks that. He keeps a soft, awed expression on his face as he rests one hand against Wolfwood's clothed abdomen, though at the last second he can't keep his gaze focused on Wolfwood's face and instead drops it to where his hand rests on Wolfwood instead.]
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[He laughs a little, that airy, weird little laugh he does sometimes. He presses those kiss-swollen lips to the heel of Wolfwood's hand before he draws himself up to sit back on his haunches, looming over Wolfwood as he straddles one of his legs with his own.]
If I ask what that was, am I going to get an answer?
[He's almost ALMOST shy when he asks that. He keeps a soft, awed expression on his face as he rests one hand against Wolfwood's clothed abdomen, though at the last second he can't keep his gaze focused on Wolfwood's face and instead drops it to where his hand rests on Wolfwood instead.]