[ Wriothesley is a man with good taste and Kleken is quite appreciative for it. It's not often he meets someone who does. ]
[ He's pulled in easily with the tug, the smile in his eyes deepening in response to how nicely Wrio reacts to him. Enough so to reward such good behavior, no longer teasing (as much) as his hand finds its way to the other's nipple, rolling his thumb over it shamelessly while his lower tentacle (literal) climbs high enough to slide itself up against the front of Wrio's pants. ]
Oh, consider me the one leading the charge, so to speak.
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[ He's pulled in easily with the tug, the smile in his eyes deepening in response to how nicely Wrio reacts to him. Enough so to reward such good behavior, no longer teasing (as much) as his hand finds its way to the other's nipple, rolling his thumb over it shamelessly while his lower tentacle (literal) climbs high enough to slide itself up against the front of Wrio's pants. ]
Oh, consider me the one leading the charge, so to speak.