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[daozhangs]

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[legbreakings]

I like you, too, in every form. Although I will admit I'm biased, and prefer the ones that aren't animal forms.

[ One of them is still trying. With all the clunking grace of the sputtering robot he won't be for much longer. ]

Maybe I will ask Mana specifically not to give me
a silly appearance, then.

[daozhangs]

Do you? If pressed, I would certainly have guessed that you preferred the company of canines (or vulpines) over other people.

As for asking Mana, that sounds like a fine idea. Have you put thought into any further clarifications which might prove advantageous?

[legbreakings]

I was trying to flirt with you, you oaf!

[daozhangs]

I gathered that. :) But you know, you might still have been flirting had you chosen the fox instead, seeing as I happen to be that fox.

Perhaps I lack the proper perspective, but I can't imagine the qualities this form has which surpass the luxurious coat and canine-like features.

I suppose a fox can't bake osmanthus cakes.

nsfw

[legbreakings]

ARE YOU WAITING FOR ME TO WRITE POETRY ABOUT YOUR ASS

[daozhangs]

I wasn't, no.

I'm of a mind to do so now.

[legbreakings]

[ ...

...

This might be a blue screen of death situation if Fog robots were any less advanced. ]

I WAS NOT TRYING TO MAKE A SUGGESTION!

[daozhangs]

Have my heartfelt condolences for your terrible fortune, since that's precisely what you've done.

[legbreakings]

[ He is being bullied here.

Bullied.

Into admitting to his husband that he is attracted to him. Clearly the worst fate. ]

FINE

You've got a nice ass and I want to touch it, especially when your robes are wet!

ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY NOW

[daozhangs]

Delighted.

Though I admit that it's somewhat bittersweet in the absence of follow-through.

[legbreakings]

Are you saying you want me to

I mean, I can

I will

If it's not disrespectful.

[daozhangs]

Are you not my husband?

And have you not been so for nearly a year by now?

[legbreakings]

That doesn't mean you would want me fondling you when we are in places where others could see! It also doesn't mean I don't want to.

[daozhangs]

Are my robes frequently wet when we are in places where others can see? ( that tends to be a lotus pier sort of occasion. )

[legbreakings]

Yes! I mean, no. Not really. I'm just saying. On principle.

[ Great going. Now he is stammering like a boy, and that in writing. How embarrassing. ]

So I take it that means you are giving me permission to touch.

[daozhangs]

You've had my permission to touch since the day we wed. Had I realized such a thing wasn't implicit, I would have informed you at the time.

[legbreakings]

I know I'm allowed to touch!

Just. Being so wanton about it, and outside the bedroom, too. That is different.

[daozhangs]

It is.

I trust you understand that it isn't expected of you. ( if he isn't comfortable being so very bold beyond the familiar privacy of his own quarters, that is. he may have received explicit permission now, but he's under no obligation to act on that. )

[legbreakings]

I know.

I just like to imagine. [ Imagine that he were braver and less concerned with what people would think, even when there are no other people around at all. He has gotten better about it over the years, but still. ]

[daozhangs]

I'm glad that you know.

And I like to imagine, as well.

[legbreakings]

Do you?

I have to confess I'm curious now.

[daozhangs]

I do.

As for your curiosity, I don't doubt that you are.

[legbreakings]

You are enjoying this, aren't you?

[daozhangs]

I could certainly elaborate, but I don't think you'll find that it gathers you many cats.

[legbreakings]

Why did you have to remind me I still have to go cat hunting. Cruel.