[Every now and then Whelk manages to be at once genuine and intensely charming, and every time it sweeps Kunimi all the way off his feet. He's thoroughly disarmed as he lets himself be pulled up off the couch and outside, where he's struck with the memory of Whelk whispering in his ear and making such long, smouldering eye contact that Kunimi thought they were about to kiss right in his backyard.
He wants to kiss Whelk, suddenly, but more than that he wants to be kissed by Whelk so he decides not to make that move for as long as he can hold out.]
Can I stay again? [Ack. Needy. To dial it back a bit, he adds:] You know - on purpose this time.
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He wants to kiss Whelk, suddenly, but more than that he wants to be kissed by Whelk so he decides not to make that move for as long as he can hold out.]
Can I stay again? [Ack. Needy. To dial it back a bit, he adds:] You know - on purpose this time.