[Yosuke's eyes widen again at being told to touch Lisbeth again, and he certainly doesn't argue with her about it. He cups himself again as best he can with the plastered hand when she shudders like that, and states in awe all over again. Shit, that was hot.
In fact, he's forgotten all about his head until Lisbeth mentions it. He nods, almost absently, then presses his hand to his forged when his vision swims a bit.]
No, I'm okay. Just a little dizzy. I lied when I said I was dying.
[He licks his lips, gazing at Lisbeth. The curve of her shoulders, the swell of her breasts, the indent where her waist sits-high? It's definitely higher than his, but maybe that's normal on a woman. He really hasn't got anything to compare it to.]
Re: action.
[Yosuke's eyes widen again at being told to touch Lisbeth again, and he certainly doesn't argue with her about it. He cups himself again as best he can with the plastered hand when she shudders like that, and states in awe all over again. Shit, that was hot.
In fact, he's forgotten all about his head until Lisbeth mentions it. He nods, almost absently, then presses his hand to his forged when his vision swims a bit.]
No, I'm okay. Just a little dizzy. I lied when I said I was dying.
[He licks his lips, gazing at Lisbeth. The curve of her shoulders, the swell of her breasts, the indent where her waist sits-high? It's definitely higher than his, but maybe that's normal on a woman. He really hasn't got anything to compare it to.]