[ He falls into a rhythm then, a set rotation of movements that don't seem to cause Ryuji any noticeable discomfort. Massaging, working his thumbs around the kneecap and behind, warming over the skin with his touch. It's kind of like cooking, the way he can lose himself in the methodical motions, except instead of the thock thock of the knife against the cutting board, it's soft sounds of approval coming from the other side of the couch.
Just when he's beginning to zone out a bit, the brush of fingers against his hair jolts him out. Ren doesn't quite want to turn his head and disturb the contact, so he merely watches Ryuji from the corner of his eye. ]
Thank you. [ And he truly seems pleased with the compliment. Ren's small smile may not give it away, but the warmth in his eyes will be obvious to Ryuji. That part of him that likes to turn heads with his more extra antics is still there, and donning a maid costume as a surprise definitely falls under that umbrella.
The headband tips backwards on his head again, but Ren makes no move to fix it this time, keeping his hands working Ryuji's leg in the routine they've established. ]
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Just when he's beginning to zone out a bit, the brush of fingers against his hair jolts him out. Ren doesn't quite want to turn his head and disturb the contact, so he merely watches Ryuji from the corner of his eye. ]
Thank you. [ And he truly seems pleased with the compliment. Ren's small smile may not give it away, but the warmth in his eyes will be obvious to Ryuji. That part of him that likes to turn heads with his more extra antics is still there, and donning a maid costume as a surprise definitely falls under that umbrella.
The headband tips backwards on his head again, but Ren makes no move to fix it this time, keeping his hands working Ryuji's leg in the routine they've established. ]
I was hoping you would think so, Master.