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[keita]

If the sex was bad, I'm far too polite to tell you to your face, [ Keita says primly, although there's a sparkle of amusement in his gaze that suggests he doesn't wholly mean the prissy tone he's taking. And indeed, after a moment he relaxes slightly back against Wriothesley's chest, enjoying the warmth of the moment. ] It's not that I'm... embarrassed. Or, I don't know—I suppose I am. A relic of my upbringing, one could say.

[ Between the fact of having been raised the son of a samurai clan, ostensibly at least, and then becoming a baron at a relatively young age, Keita had been exposed to a great number of expectations regarding his behavior and conduct. Becoming intimately involved with another man would have been an unforgiveable sin to the Duke of Choshu, for whom Keita had always been a source of disgrace.

Idly, Keita splashes some more water over Wriothesley's arms and chest, not for retribution this time but to actually wet him down for bathing. ]

I would like to think I'm learning, though. The more I do this.

[armwriostle]

Hah. Well, not to toot my own horn, but I wouldn't believe you anyways. [Wriothesley wouldn't say he has an ego, but he knows he isn't bad in bed. But Keita saying he sucks in bed would be very funny. The man was very polite, so he'd love to hear the other insult him. Even in jest.] I don't think you're the only one. Intimacy can make one shy. Casual intimacy? Even more.

[He cards his fingers through Keita's hair with a gentle smile.]

I'm sure you are. I imagine that it's a lot harder for you to proposition for sex than it is for me, but it ended well, no? Well, the house truly gave you a run for your money, didn't it? Though, you're always free to seek me out for help. In bed or not.