[How cunning and devious Chikusa could be, not that Mukuro would complain in the slightest. It didn't escape his owl-eyed observation at how the taller boy had timed the sharp movement of his fingers with Mukuro's own words, it difficult to tell what had made Ken moan so. Amused, Mukuro drank in Ken's expression, torn between blissful and feral. The way he said his name wasn't unpleasant either, and at his subordinate's pleas, Mukuro flicked his gaze up to Chikusa's face, raising an eyebrow.]
Not a bad idea. What do you think, Chikusa?
[With Ken, who was more instinctual and simple minded, he probably wouldn't have bothered to ask his opinion, but Chikusa was different.]
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Not a bad idea. What do you think, Chikusa?
[With Ken, who was more instinctual and simple minded, he probably wouldn't have bothered to ask his opinion, but Chikusa was different.]