When you are touched— [ hades goes quiet, for once, when mitsunari's tongue makes contact with his skin, before he continues. ] —it is... beyond that.
Is that right? [ a murmur almost to himself. hades' gaze, previously vague, refocuses on mitsunari when he pauses. the usual stagnant mask of expression has slid from his face, leaving a gaze of intense concentration in its place, as if by staring at mitsunari he'll be able to discover something that sits deep inside him. ]
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Is that right? [ a murmur almost to himself. hades' gaze, previously vague, refocuses on mitsunari when he pauses. the usual stagnant mask of expression has slid from his face, leaving a gaze of intense concentration in its place, as if by staring at mitsunari he'll be able to discover something that sits deep inside him. ]