[Oh yes, Basco's methods are effective. Takatora is absently moving his hands from Basco's slender hips to feel the slight curve of his rear when his reverie is broken by the question. Of course it flusters him! The very idea of Basco, bottom up and face pressed into a pillow... Talk about obscenity.
Takatora just has to ask.]
Basco... you know that sort of thing is not my forte... What makes you return to my bed each time?
[When he knows full well you could be with anyone you chose.]
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Takatora just has to ask.]
Basco... you know that sort of thing is not my forte... What makes you return to my bed each time?
[When he knows full well you could be with anyone you chose.]