[Oh..oh that *does* something..slight purr emanating from his chest. face beatroot red. On his back, looking up at them.]
Where are you wanting this kiss again..ginger?
fine. see if I kiss ya again-
no i'm Zen.
!
[Face getting red. Oh...oh he likes pet names..]
I--
[He HATES being ordered around..still. getting on his knees, seiza position, albeit it with a little huff.]
Gnnh..yer stomach? Or..lower??
Wherever ya want, ginger.
