[Kazuya flushes a brilliant red colour when she says that she'll use her mouth on him, and honestly, he had been thinking about it, about her tongue doing to him what it'd been doing to his thumb while it had been in her mouth.
Kazuya inhales sharply, but shakes his head.]
Don't worry about me if you're not comfortable with it. It's not like I can't just take care of it myself.
[He doesn't want her to feel obligated in anyway. Not that he thinks she would be, but he wants to make sure.]
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[Kazuya flushes a brilliant red colour when she says that she'll use her mouth on him, and honestly, he had been thinking about it, about her tongue doing to him what it'd been doing to his thumb while it had been in her mouth.
Kazuya inhales sharply, but shakes his head.]
Don't worry about me if you're not comfortable with it. It's not like I can't just take care of it myself.
[He doesn't want her to feel obligated in anyway. Not that he thinks she would be, but he wants to make sure.]