[If Dazai was looking to get worked out of his yukata, then he was in luck. Bedivere's one hand was tugging on the back of Dazai's collar, trying to pull it down to expose some skin on Dazai. He wanted to touch Dazai too, especially in the ways Dazai was touching him. One hand made it a little difficult, though. Fumbling was to be expected, until he got better at it.
But oh, how that touching set him on fire. Especially the that hand down low on him, it was getting closer to where Bedivere really wanted to be touched, but he was still too embarrassed to say it.]
H-how can you make me pick like that? They're all good. Let me touch you too.
[Tug tug. Even if that yukata didn't come all the way off, at least expose some skin Dazai.]
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But oh, how that touching set him on fire. Especially the that hand down low on him, it was getting closer to where Bedivere really wanted to be touched, but he was still too embarrassed to say it.]
H-how can you make me pick like that? They're all good. Let me touch you too.
[Tug tug. Even if that yukata didn't come all the way off, at least expose some skin Dazai.]