Dazai, on the other hand, looks like a cat that got the cream. He presses his face on Bedivere's thigh to muffle his snickers, making a mess there, and his shoulders are still shaking when he resurfaces, wiping his jaw with his thumb and cleaning it off just to be ridiculous and lewd.]
This, my dear knight, is called a facial. Not the kind that does wonders for the skin, although I'm gratified to be on the receiving end of your first, no matter how accidental it is.
[Don't mind him as he crawls up to plant a kiss - if not to Bedivere's mouth, then his arm. Because why the hell not.]
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Dazai, on the other hand, looks like a cat that got the cream. He presses his face on Bedivere's thigh to muffle his snickers, making a mess there, and his shoulders are still shaking when he resurfaces, wiping his jaw with his thumb and cleaning it off just to be ridiculous and lewd.]
This, my dear knight, is called a facial. Not the kind that does wonders for the skin, although I'm gratified to be on the receiving end of your first, no matter how accidental it is.
[Don't mind him as he crawls up to plant a kiss - if not to Bedivere's mouth, then his arm. Because why the hell not.]