[ His hand moves faster now, voice still just barely a whisper. Dimitri dips his head down, just so he can peer up at Hizamaru and offer him a sheepish smile.
These sorts of things are hardly his forte, but he knows enough to get the job done. Hizamaru's guilt seems to outweigh Dimitri's own, and that comforts him in its own way. ]
Are you having trouble keeping quiet? Should I.. do something?
[ "something" is a nebulous offer, he knows there are a decent number of somethings he could do but his mind races– distracted by adrenaline, anxiety and his own arousal.
he can't pick, and so he looks half-heartedly for guidance. ]
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[ His hand moves faster now, voice still just barely a whisper. Dimitri dips his head down, just so he can peer up at Hizamaru and offer him a sheepish smile.
These sorts of things are hardly his forte, but he knows enough to get the job done. Hizamaru's guilt seems to outweigh Dimitri's own, and that comforts him in its own way. ]
Are you having trouble keeping quiet? Should I.. do something?
[ "something" is a nebulous offer, he knows there are a decent number of somethings he could do but his mind races– distracted by adrenaline, anxiety and his own arousal.
he can't pick, and so he looks half-heartedly for guidance. ]