[Maybe the argument just sounds right because he wants it to. At the moment, Nanami is too distracted by Wriothesley's clearly inviting display to find a good counter point. He can leave if he wants to. He doesn't have to sleep with anyone. And the boxer is so at ease with their contact that he feels like they belong like this. He could convince himself that everything will be fine if he keeps Wriothesley with him.
It's because the boxer doesn't realize what he's dealing with. Nanami knows that, but he still leans in to steal another kiss, this time rough and more demanding. He sinks into the taste of Wriothesley's mouth, bringing both hands up to the back of his thighs, stroking him to the roll of his hips. The sharp tips of claws rear out from his fingertips, pulled back enough to keep from hurting but making their presence known. He's sure that as more canine features emerge, he'll have the boxer running, but it's too hard for him to hold back the fangs and shift of his body as it reveals fur and inhuman ears. He finally pulls back, looking quietly miserable in a half-human state.]
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It's because the boxer doesn't realize what he's dealing with. Nanami knows that, but he still leans in to steal another kiss, this time rough and more demanding. He sinks into the taste of Wriothesley's mouth, bringing both hands up to the back of his thighs, stroking him to the roll of his hips. The sharp tips of claws rear out from his fingertips, pulled back enough to keep from hurting but making their presence known. He's sure that as more canine features emerge, he'll have the boxer running, but it's too hard for him to hold back the fangs and shift of his body as it reveals fur and inhuman ears. He finally pulls back, looking quietly miserable in a half-human state.]
I tried to tell you it was better just to eat.