[Oh he sure is keyed up isn't he. Elliot is starting to put the pieces together...
Ah, they're in for a very long night, and probably a long tomorrow too. That's fine; Elliot's hands are already pulling aside layers of clothing with impatience, unravelling those bandages Sesa usually wears on his arms. Why do you do this you chuuni fuck.]
You're— [a breath, because Sesa's lips against his leave him little room for anything else,] in the same state as I. I should be turning your question around on you.
[You know, why didn't you say anything, et cetera. No wonder he's been peacocking all day.]
Why must you wear so many layers. [this would be easier if they could teleport their clothes off their bodies. Alas.]
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Ah, they're in for a very long night, and probably a long tomorrow too. That's fine; Elliot's hands are already pulling aside layers of clothing with impatience, unravelling those bandages Sesa usually wears on his arms. Why do you do this you chuuni fuck.]
You're— [a breath, because Sesa's lips against his leave him little room for anything else,] in the same state as I. I should be turning your question around on you.
[You know, why didn't you say anything, et cetera. No wonder he's been peacocking all day.]
Why must you wear so many layers. [this would be easier if they could teleport their clothes off their bodies. Alas.]