[ Ichigo spoiled him far more than he deserved to be. How did he ever get this lucky? He bit his bottom lip a little while his fingers brush against the lacing on his back, swallowing roughly. With Ichigo in his lap he must surely feel the way he's affecting Mitsutada with his playfulness. ]
It looks so good... against your silky skin. But if I can't touch all of you, it just is no good.
[ He pulled his hands away quickly, to tug off his own shirt, throwing it off to the side before quickly moving back to those lacings and gently letting his fingers tug on them. ]
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It looks so good... against your silky skin. But if I can't touch all of you, it just is no good.
[ He pulled his hands away quickly, to tug off his own shirt, throwing it off to the side before quickly moving back to those lacings and gently letting his fingers tug on them. ]