[ His eyes fall to the offered hand. For a split second, he considers brushing past it and getting to work just to get under Ryuji's skin in return, but—no, he can't. The devilish thought withers before the opportunity to press their palms together, fingers slotting against one another.
Turns out it's yet another trap. There's another throb of interest under the skirt when Ryuji's breath tickles his ear, undoing his efforts to set his mind on the task at hand. Ren absolutely wants to beg for those hands, but, more than that, he's determined not to lose in this challenge that Ryuji has set in front of him.
He offers a sidelong smile as they head into the kitchen. ] Thank you for your concern, but I'll be all right, Master.
[ Take that, Ryuji.
His hand slips free once his stocking feet meet the tiled floor, moving towards the refrigerator to start gathering the ingredients. Ren is grateful that Ryuji picked something quick to prep and wasn't devious enough to have him in here cooking for an hour. ]
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Turns out it's yet another trap. There's another throb of interest under the skirt when Ryuji's breath tickles his ear, undoing his efforts to set his mind on the task at hand. Ren absolutely wants to beg for those hands, but, more than that, he's determined not to lose in this challenge that Ryuji has set in front of him.
He offers a sidelong smile as they head into the kitchen. ] Thank you for your concern, but I'll be all right, Master.
[ Take that, Ryuji.
His hand slips free once his stocking feet meet the tiled floor, moving towards the refrigerator to start gathering the ingredients. Ren is grateful that Ryuji picked something quick to prep and wasn't devious enough to have him in here cooking for an hour. ]