[Tables don't get the recognition they deserve. They're handy for just about anything! Eating, studying, fucking...
People have eaten off this table and are going to continue to do so long after these two are done. Makes you think.]
Got it... like this?
[Masamune leans across the table and rests his arms on front of him, hands side by side; he curves his spine to jut his butt out as much as he can and widens his stance. It's more than a little awkward to ASSUME THE POSITION and be left waiting naked and chilly, but the suspense is kind of exciting! He can even feel himself getting hard again.
He cranes his neck to watch Yukimura's every move over his shoulder, wide-eyed. Part of him wonders if this is the part where he wakes up... is this real life? Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit!!]
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People have eaten off this table and are going to continue to do so long after these two are done. Makes you think.]
Got it... like this?
[Masamune leans across the table and rests his arms on front of him, hands side by side; he curves his spine to jut his butt out as much as he can and widens his stance. It's more than a little awkward to ASSUME THE POSITION and be left waiting naked and chilly, but the suspense is kind of exciting! He can even feel himself getting hard again.
He cranes his neck to watch Yukimura's every move over his shoulder, wide-eyed. Part of him wonders if this is the part where he wakes up... is this real life? Holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit holy shit!!]