[ Nishikiyama moves at that, for the drawer on the right side of the bed. It's in that time that he hooks the fallen hair back behind the shell of his ear. He lets his arms slip free of the shirt until his koifish is uncovered. The drawer rolls out, hitting the edge of the tracks with a thunk. There's a stock here of neatly organized suppliesβ a closed box of condoms and still plastic-wrapped lubricant. Nothing beyond that. Fairly simple, all things despite. ]
You give off the vibe you'd be kinky.
[ Nishikiyama says. He's not interested in a condom and takes the lube bottle in his hand. His nails peel at the seal, and he notices the scratches on his legs while opening the cap. He maneuvers himself to Mine's side of the bed looking down over him as he lays for a moment. ]
What if youβ... hm. Lay on it horizontal, with your legs near the edge.
[ He doesn't explain much more when he rises from the bed to stand. His feet make no sound on the carpet when he moves to linger by Mine's end table. Long fingers dip into the lube bottle as if it's a jar of honey or jam. ]
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You give off the vibe you'd be kinky.
[ Nishikiyama says. He's not interested in a condom and takes the lube bottle in his hand. His nails peel at the seal, and he notices the scratches on his legs while opening the cap. He maneuvers himself to Mine's side of the bed looking down over him as he lays for a moment. ]
What if youβ... hm. Lay on it horizontal, with your legs near the edge.
[ He doesn't explain much more when he rises from the bed to stand. His feet make no sound on the carpet when he moves to linger by Mine's end table. Long fingers dip into the lube bottle as if it's a jar of honey or jam. ]