( That is more or less the difficult aspect of this so called game. Sunday never had the chance to explore his preferences let alone have a proper childhood, so growing into adulthood only meant serving his people. It meant to solidify his belief that only he could save them. Sex, or any sort of intimacy never had room in his purpose.
He’s not frigid, though. No, no. Olivine is right, and perhaps Sunday was trying to play off the arousal. It’s difficult to ignore when he feels his cock fill slightly in his pants. This is what a proper man made for leadership exhibits when he, too, deems the situation too informal. He wears his poker face well. )
We’re far from the confines of a normal date at this point— or in fact, ever since we woke up in this realm. Nothing has been normal.
That being said, I do appreciate your courtesy. You are truly a fine man, knowing how to navigate proper etiquette. How I feel shouldn’t give you any reason to be concerned.
( He offers a glance and a faint smile, though his gaze does appear detached in a way. Even now, he still suffers on his own. )
More importantly: Are you sure you’ll be alright? Have any other memories stirred inside you?
( He rather avoid talking about his personal experience with sex, see how easy he misdirects the attention? Yet he very much cares about being the one getting an answer out of Olivine. Sunday can be quite selfish, but he also doesn’t hide the way his body speaks for him. Though he ignores his throbbing cock, he does little to cover it with his wrist or hand, letting it show its outline through the fabric of his trunks. )
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Thanks. I was gonna link it but I’m on my phoneIntimacy.
( That is more or less the difficult aspect of this so called game. Sunday never had the chance to explore his preferences let alone have a proper childhood, so growing into adulthood only meant serving his people. It meant to solidify his belief that only he could save them. Sex, or any sort of intimacy never had room in his purpose.
He’s not frigid, though. No, no. Olivine is right, and perhaps Sunday was trying to play off the arousal. It’s difficult to ignore when he feels his cock fill slightly in his pants. This is what a proper man made for leadership exhibits when he, too, deems the situation too informal. He wears his poker face well. )
We’re far from the confines of a normal date at this point— or in fact, ever since we woke up in this realm. Nothing has been normal.
That being said, I do appreciate your courtesy. You are truly a fine man, knowing how to navigate proper etiquette. How I feel shouldn’t give you any reason to be concerned.
( He offers a glance and a faint smile, though his gaze does appear detached in a way. Even now, he still suffers on his own. )
More importantly: Are you sure you’ll be alright?
Have any other memories stirred inside you?
( He rather avoid talking about his personal experience with sex, see how easy he misdirects the attention? Yet he very much cares about being the one getting an answer out of Olivine. Sunday can be quite selfish, but he also doesn’t hide the way his body speaks for him. Though he ignores his throbbing cock, he does little to cover it with his wrist or hand, letting it show its outline through the fabric of his trunks. )