[ ...Hey, she still can still use the kunai she has in her hair in a pinch.
Is Tsukuyo surprised by his choice of underwear when he comes out of the bathroom? Not entirely... He gets a quirk of an eyebrow and a faint smirk at that despite her own nerves and awkwardness. By contrast her own are what you would expect; plain, black. It wouldn't be them without some form of ribbing each other over something so stupid as his underwear; it almost helps to settle her a little. ]
...Did ya go out and buy those specially?
[ The clipped claws don't go unnoticed when she moves closer and she's both embarrassed and silently grateful for that... They hadn't looked like the best things to contend with. Gintoki also looks... really awkward. Like she needs to take control again here kind of awkward. That and the whole Cordis thing is making her increasingly crave that contact with him again. Also, just how exactly is he so damn built when he eats nothing but sweet crap?
When Tsukuyo kisses him again, she presses her body to his and cautiously places a hand on his chest, guiding him back towards that stupid futon of his that he was apparently so concerned about. ]
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Is Tsukuyo surprised by his choice of underwear when he comes out of the bathroom? Not entirely... He gets a quirk of an eyebrow and a faint smirk at that despite her own nerves and awkwardness. By contrast her own are what you would expect; plain, black. It wouldn't be them without some form of ribbing each other over something so stupid as his underwear; it almost helps to settle her a little. ]
...Did ya go out and buy those specially?
[ The clipped claws don't go unnoticed when she moves closer and she's both embarrassed and silently grateful for that... They hadn't looked like the best things to contend with. Gintoki also looks... really awkward. Like she needs to take control again here kind of awkward. That and the whole Cordis thing is making her increasingly crave that contact with him again. Also, just how exactly is he so damn built when he eats nothing but sweet crap?
When Tsukuyo kisses him again, she presses her body to his and cautiously places a hand on his chest, guiding him back towards that stupid futon of his that he was apparently so concerned about. ]