[ Ah, yes, the clothing is starting to come off - slowly but surely. Of course, this is basically the second time he's done this, but he learns quickly enough that he's able to move without a sense of awkwardness. He pauses and then laughs and sinks down onto the futon, arms back and bracing himself up, his gaze on Hiyori and full of a smoldering, light sort of heat and approval. ]
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Well? I'm down here now. Are you coming with me?