[He meant to point out how Bedivere had gone out of his way to keep his yukata closed, but this new suggestion made it irrelevant.]

That's one way to go about it.

[What he actually liked, on the other hand, wasn't straightforward because Dazai was the kind of person who hid behind layers of meaning. There were things he liked that anyone observant enough could guess - he might not have called out his own hand fetish, but neither has he hidden his tendency to grasp hands when he flirted. Then there were the things he kept to himself in case it might be used against him.

Maybe over time, Bedivere would've been someone he'd explore that second category with. But since being comfortable with that kind of undertaking might span longer than the Grail War was ongoing, it was one more thing he'd have to keep to dreams.

Ah well.

He figured that focusing on Bedivere's pleasure for the rest of the evening was preferable over tackling his thoughts.]

Lay on your back, then. I'd like to feel out for myself the body of a man capable of bearing the weight of a ridiculously heavy arm on a daily basis.