[ Men, Ryo learned, regardless of species and origin - weren't that difficult to understand when it came to their physical needs and desires. Some testing and pressing and he would find a way to get what he wanted or needed. That sigh confirmed that he had made the right choice. His lifts his head to whisper and answer Mista's question.
The other was asking what kind of help? He surely knew what kind of help.
But maybe he needs it spelled out for him. ]
I want to have sex with you.
[ He could have easily been crude and straightforward. But he doesn't know if it'd be so effective. He isn't asking, though. He's confident, again, that the other won't tell him no. Not when he's standing there wrapped up in his arms and wings. Not when their bodies are pressed close enough that he can feel the other breathe. He settles back, hand resting on Mista's cheeks. And, he'll say those pretty words that he thinks the other needs to hear. ]
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The other was asking what kind of help? He surely knew what kind of help.
But maybe he needs it spelled out for him. ]
I want to have sex with you.
[ He could have easily been crude and straightforward. But he doesn't know if it'd be so effective. He isn't asking, though. He's confident, again, that the other won't tell him no. Not when he's standing there wrapped up in his arms and wings. Not when their bodies are pressed close enough that he can feel the other breathe. He settles back, hand resting on Mista's cheeks. And, he'll say those pretty words that he thinks the other needs to hear. ]
Even without Iris, I'd want to.