[Normally, Chikusa would be judging him for it without restraint. Right now, however, that's completely out of his mind. He's too aware of how his heart leaps into his throat as those patient steps come nearer to him, and the anticipation humming up his spine.]
[The request makes him swallow, still not having washed the sense of dirtiness from how he'd addressed the demon in their agreement.]
no subject
[The request makes him swallow, still not having washed the sense of dirtiness from how he'd addressed the demon in their agreement.]
...Mukuro...
[Murmured softly, almost reluctantly.]