[Ah. The close proximity at first seems almost coincidental, perhaps just coming from Wriothesley's curiosity as he follows him back to the kitchen. But very quickly Nanami realizes the boxer is already aware of his own appeal and he's not at all shy about saying exactly what he means. He had a feeling when he first started following him, hanging back in the streets, but now Nanami knows for certain: Wriothesley is very dangerous for him.

He shifts his weight slightly, leaning forward toward the cool brush of Wriothesley's body as he presses his advantage, carefully avoiding the hot mug so he doesn't disturb it. The hot spot between them contrasts the cold he can feel coming from the boxer himself, already addicting enough to make his mouth feel dry. Does Wriothesley even know what sort of creature he's found? Maybe not. It would explain his lack of concern, and Nanami can't dismiss the possibility that the boxer is just a little careless. That's why he should stay. Nanami's instinct keeps insisting that he needs to make Wriothesley stay, because then he can watch over him and keep him from being hurt. He'll have the freedom to be as careless as he wants, with all the pleasure he wants-

Ah, he's already cursed. Nanami can tell, and yet he can't stop himself from putting a hand to Wriothesley's back and pulling him closer.]

I was trying to give you a chance to relax. You're under no obligations, but if you say that you want something more, I'll do whatever I can to satisfy you. Are you sure that's what you're asking for?