[ Now that the very literal heat of the moment has passed and Nanami has had a moment to think about his actions, he's become uncomfortably aware of the reality of what he is again. He's had enough encounters with people outside of sex who looked at him with terror before even seeing his full transformation. The hint of his unnatural form was enough to send people running even without a fight. Wriothesley's complete 180 from the usual catches Nanami off guard so much that he chokes on his own surprise, turning red at the lewd declaration even as his body twitches with interest. ]
You don't have to convince me...!
[ He tries to look away and avoid showing how blatantly red his entire neck gets from the embarrassment and sudden arousal, but he can't move far with Wriothesley held up against his chest. His traitor of a tail beats enthusiastically against the side of the bathtub, fully displaying his feelings. ]
I didn't mean to be that rough with you. Usually I have better control.
[ But Wriothesley's enthusiasm was overwhelming. Every noise and reaction he had offered up had driven Nanami crazy, pulling out the canine's instinctive need to please and gain more praise. Even his ears are still tilting now that Wriothesley isn't petting them as if they are craning for attention all on their own despite Nanami's best attempts at restraining himself. ]
Just because you enjoyed it doesn't mean I want to push you too far. Show a little more self-preservation in front of a predator.
[ That at least is his attempt at scolding as he carries Wriothesley back to the living room, snatching up a towel on their way out so he can properly dry him off when they reach the couch. In contrast with the force he used during sex, Nanami is careful as he rubs the boxer down, draping the towel over him afterwards. ]
You can sleep here until I clean the room. Try to wait until I bring out some spare clothes.
[ He ruffles the top of Wriothesley's head, completely ignoring the irony in the gesture. ]
And if you're staying... [ Maybe that's presumptuous, but he says it anyway. ] Don't worry about meals. You can let me know when you've had time to think about it.
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You don't have to convince me...!
[ He tries to look away and avoid showing how blatantly red his entire neck gets from the embarrassment and sudden arousal, but he can't move far with Wriothesley held up against his chest. His traitor of a tail beats enthusiastically against the side of the bathtub, fully displaying his feelings. ]
I didn't mean to be that rough with you. Usually I have better control.
[ But Wriothesley's enthusiasm was overwhelming. Every noise and reaction he had offered up had driven Nanami crazy, pulling out the canine's instinctive need to please and gain more praise. Even his ears are still tilting now that Wriothesley isn't petting them as if they are craning for attention all on their own despite Nanami's best attempts at restraining himself. ]
Just because you enjoyed it doesn't mean I want to push you too far. Show a little more self-preservation in front of a predator.
[ That at least is his attempt at scolding as he carries Wriothesley back to the living room, snatching up a towel on their way out so he can properly dry him off when they reach the couch. In contrast with the force he used during sex, Nanami is careful as he rubs the boxer down, draping the towel over him afterwards. ]
You can sleep here until I clean the room. Try to wait until I bring out some spare clothes.
[ He ruffles the top of Wriothesley's head, completely ignoring the irony in the gesture. ]
And if you're staying... [ Maybe that's presumptuous, but he says it anyway. ] Don't worry about meals. You can let me know when you've had time to think about it.