[ Shockingly, it has slipped Daseul's mind what he initially asked Inho to come here for. He wanted to study him, initially, of course. But... now, it seems like he's got another agenda entirely.
The fact that Inho doesn't breathe out against Daseul's thumb is curious, and the fact that his chest still rises and fulls is more curious still, but he gets far more focused on the feeling of Inho's soft lip under his fingertip. ]
Shh.
[ What is it he came here to do? Kiss a robot? Mission accomplished, then. As soon as he's removed his thumb from its intrusive prodding, he replaces it with his mouth immediately, for a different kind of intrusive prodding. ]
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The fact that Inho doesn't breathe out against Daseul's thumb is curious, and the fact that his chest still rises and fulls is more curious still, but he gets far more focused on the feeling of Inho's soft lip under his fingertip. ]
Shh.
[ What is it he came here to do? Kiss a robot? Mission accomplished, then. As soon as he's removed his thumb from its intrusive prodding, he replaces it with his mouth immediately, for a different kind of intrusive prodding. ]