It could have been just a tease, a bit of rock star exhibition. But Ivar did seem pretty fixated on everything that was coming out of Isamu’s mouth.
“Really now. Already a potential invitation on the table for fellatio?”
It wasn’t as instantaneous a reaction as it might have been for someone else, but Isamu did return the smirk. And he didn’t pull away.
“If that is the case, then the next round of drinks most certainly requires the privacy of your hotel room distillery. We can discuss any necessary terms of this tryst on the way.”
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“Really now. Already a potential invitation on the table for fellatio?”
It wasn’t as instantaneous a reaction as it might have been for someone else, but Isamu did return the smirk. And he didn’t pull away.
“If that is the case, then the next round of drinks most certainly requires the privacy of your hotel room distillery. We can discuss any necessary terms of this tryst on the way.”