[This dual personality thing is really doing a number on Takatora. ... and his body. It takes a few moments, a few long moments before he can begin to form words. What... What should he say? He doesn't want to stop, even though they should. ... is Mitsuzane ready for this? Should he really allow them to keep going? Even if it's what Mitsuzane wants.....
Takatora squirms under Mitsuzane's gaze, then clears his throat and turns his head away.]
... whatever you'd like... ... is acceptable...
[... he should be more clear, shouldn't he? Takatora's face flushes more.]
... you can do what you like with me.
[Oh this is horrible... If there was any sort of hell, Takatora's sure this would be enough to send him there. ... but he's sure he's already going anyway, if there is one.]
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Takatora squirms under Mitsuzane's gaze, then clears his throat and turns his head away.]
... whatever you'd like... ... is acceptable...
[... he should be more clear, shouldn't he? Takatora's face flushes more.]
... you can do what you like with me.
[Oh this is horrible... If there was any sort of hell, Takatora's sure this would be enough to send him there. ... but he's sure he's already going anyway, if there is one.]