[ He's clashed with Masamune so many times that the crackle of static electricity gives him goosebumps, bringing to mind all those intimate battlefield exchanges of words and wounds.
Wounds -- not unlike the marks Masamune is leaving behind as he claws into his skin. The pain registers as pleasure.
Then suddenly Masamune tells him to stop, and the effect is akin to being jolted awake from a wonderful dream. Yukimura stops, a confused look on his face. Masamune seemed like he was enjoying this so much! ]
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Wounds -- not unlike the marks Masamune is leaving behind as he claws into his skin. The pain registers as pleasure.
Then suddenly Masamune tells him to stop, and the effect is akin to being jolted awake from a wonderful dream. Yukimura stops, a confused look on his face. Masamune seemed like he was enjoying this so much! ]
Haaah... Masamune? What is the matter?