Salt? Does food taste saltier to you then? Do you ever need to salt anything? Hey, can you drink salt water?
[Getting a little distracted here with that salty business. He doesn't pull away as he talks though, instead staying close and playfully wigging at Percy's hips with his fingers still hooked in the belt loops of his pants. It's sure fire that if Percy hasn't kissed much he won't be very good at it yet, but that's generally how it was. Not everyone was a natural. You could open your mouth too wide, not open it enough, use too much or too little tongue. It was something you consciously had to get yourself better at until it became muscle memory. Eventually you'd take it like anything you had to train your body to get used to. He's lucky he's with someone with a good deal of experience with his mouth though. Even as someone around Percy's age he played around with girls, kissed them, ate them out, helped too that he had some nice lips to work with.]
Did I say that? You can get good fucking the same person, you think I run around spreading my legs like some live wire wench? No way. Get experience with who you want to.
[He doesn't ever remember saying experience meant he had to sleep around everywhere. Infact, day one he told him to find people he was comfortable with. It's what Gyro did. Sure a few times it happens sort of... uplanned, even anonymously, but that happened here easily. He got pretty good at avoiding that for the most part by now anyway.]
Nyyeeoo- ho! Show me first, got it? Prooomise.
[Hunching to crane his neck even closer as he tugs at Percy's hips. It gets easy quickly to be more touchy with him he's noticing. It helps that they've already hit it off so well. He wouldn't naturally be this comfortable touching like this. But even at the start Percy showed to be a good sink if his time, he was easy to be around and it helped the kid fed into his own silly sense of humour here and there as well. He felt good against him and he'd be hard pressed to look away from those eyes. It was veering off into some sea in those spheres, and the sea breeze scent wafting around him only added to it. The ocean to Gyro's own scent of woody cedar and rosewood aftershave, the smell of leather, the smell of smoke and campfires if you got him at the right time. A refreshing pacific breeze contrasted against a cozy woodland wind.]
[He breathed him in as he got close, felt a coolness in his skin and a clarity in his skull, chuckling at Percy's words.]
Sorry- no- I'm not, everyone's some kind perv. You want me to show you a little of mine right now too, don't you? [Leaning in and down a bit more, his bright green lips curled into a smile, his forehead pushing against Percy's.]
Well, I mean we're trading, I'll see some of yours too. So let's do it, come on-
Kiss me first if you're so in the mood.
[Said as his hands tighten on his hips, clenching in as he tugs at him again. The mood was mutual too. All the touching by now, the back and forth banter, the closeness. He felt a dull warmth start to rise under the chill from that sea breeze scent filling his nose.]
Dude, I have no idea if food tastes saltier to me. My mouth has always been my mouth so I wouldn't be able to tell you. (Insert thoughtful pause.) I could probably drink sea water no problem.
(Percy doesn't mind the random topic. It was weirdly helping him calm down even further. If only because it was their usual sort of bantering, their usual sort of talking, even as they flirted with their bodies and their hands and their eyes. It helped layer another level of security over their relationship as a whole. He hasn't kissed much- or rather- many people but the people he has kissed he's spent a long time kissing. Percy liked kissing. So he wasn't going to be completely awful. Maybe a little clumsy. At the most, his mouth watered excessively and it could make the kiss too wet. That was sort of just the price of being with Percy Jackson though. Everything was too wet, salty, too much. Wait til Gyro saw his normal spunk load.
It wasn't massive or anything but it was definitely twice as much as the regular man's load. When someone thought it'd stop, it would just keep going.)
Nah, I know you didn't say that. But it seems like everyone else here is all about that.
(It broke his poor loyal heart. Percy really did wonder if monogamy was impossible in this world or if people just simply didn't want to do it. He was pretty positive it was the latter. There were ways to avoid aphrodisiacs. He had been getting better at it himself. Or so he liked to be told. Most liquid aphrodisiacs were pretty much ineffective on him. It was all of the other kinds of aphrodisiacs that he had to worry about and learn to detect.)
Yeah, yeah. I promise. I'll even put on a fashion show for you and everything.
(Which actually wasn't the worst idea.
As he was pulled in close, Percy felt more riled up. So far, everyone he's been with was either his size or smaller. No one bigger. Percy was quickly discovering the appeal in being with a bigger guy. The way that his hands pulled him so easily. Percy was impossibly strong and could throw his weight around with the best of them. But when he wasn't trying, he was mostly an average six foot teenage boy with some good muscle on him. Which meant that he could very well be manhandled. And it was kind of nice being manhandled, even if Gyro wasn't really doing it all that much, all that extreme at all. It sparked interest in Percy and that's all that mattered, right?)
Don't get your hopes up. I haven't done too many exciting things so I'm pretty vanilla and dull. Only a little perverted. Just a teensy. I can't say you're not right. Everyone is sort of a pervert.
(Though Percy doesn't sound embarrassed or ashamed. If this were Gokudera, he might have, but it wasn't and so he doesn't. It really was weirdly easy being with Gyro. He should have maybe done this sooner, he thinks. And not just to understand his own body better.
That wood cedar scent was just as tantalizing as his ocean scent was to Gyro. He breathed it in and relished in the closeness of their bodies and how natural this actually felt. Percy tipped his head and pressed the rest of the way up against Gyro. Their lips slid together in something soft, something warm, his lips salty but not overly so. More like the essence of salt.
Gyro's strange, green mouth was warmer than he had anticipated and he grins just slightly against it, spreading his lips open and poking his tongue out to slip it just between Gyro's own lips, waiting for him to open up.)
[Gyro was a pro at playful, comfortable moods. He banked on it whenever things got too heavy or too deep. So if Percy needed someone around to smooth things out and lighten things, Gyro was his man. He could flirt with the best of them too given the right target, though his flirting often got just as silly as everything else he did when he was being less severe. He liked kissing too, so he was even more excited ontop of it being with someone he felt a sort of connection to. You noticed when someone else had the same sort of energy you did. They were completely different sorts of people, but they were similar in the right ways.]
You better mean it, I like when people dress up for me, I do it waaay too much.
[Dressing up for others seems to be a common thing in his life. Usually it was the result of some trade or deal or game. He guess he understood why others wanted it though, after all, he liked when people dressed up for him too. Being a pervert sort of played into that too, since he tended to really enjoy when his male partners dressed in drag for him. Call it a result of his upbringing, that sort of thing being so taboo. He's probably a bit of an asshole for having such cemented gender roles in his head, enough that men in women's clothing is not only funny but alluring in a way. But he can't really do much about that. He's gotten a lot better at least with trying to get out of the norms instilled upon him by his era.]
[He sure as hell wouldn't be able to kiss another man so easily if he hadn't gotten over certain aspects of how he was raised and his time. But he did, and he is. Percy pushes in, closing the gap, letting heat raise where warmth meets between their lips. He feels Percy's breath dust out from his nose over his top lip, another deep breath of the sea before it starts starts to feel more like it as Percy opens his mouth. He feels lips pull, cleaving open against his and the gentle, slick greeting of an oral muscle aside from his own.]
[It- makes him laugh.
He pulls back, though only enough to break the kiss, grinding their foreheads together still.]
Suuuuuch a little perv, already trying to get into my mouth? Too dry in here for you, SeaMan?
(Percy could be extremely playful himself. He wasn't above cracking jokes during sex and being a general idiot about things just to make the other person he was with laugh a little bit. Kissing was awesome and flirting was just as awesome. Especially when it was done with the right people.)
Oh, gods, you really are a pervert. Yeah, yeah. I'll do it for you too.
(The idea didn't bother him at all. Of course, Percy wasn't picturing himself in skirts and garter belts and slutting it around for Gyro. Gyro would have to introduce him to the realm of that. He would be a hesitant too because despite being a very open minded individual, Percy was still raised with his own gender stereotypes and those involved things like boys didn't wear skirts. He would feel stupid and silly in a skirt and not at all sexy but in the right moment with the right happenings? Anything was possible and they could have a good old time.
For now, he was focused on the kissing. Not future kinks he may or may not carry out with Gyro. He already knew that just from kissing Gyro, he wanted more of this in his future. Not constantly. But every now and then wouldn't hurt. Being with Gyro was oddly a huge relief. Percy didn't have to overthink and worry and stress about all of the things he normally did. It was a relief.
Kissing Gyro was earthy and pleasant. He was masculine but not in that overbearing way that might have actually turned Percy off a bit.
The laughter doesn't embarrass Percy though he does grin a shy sort of grin. He shrugs both of his shoulders up and slips out of Gyro's arms.)
Well yeah. Isn't that what we're going here for? A bit of a- something.
(That was a lame finish but Percy didn't seem to care at all. He reached out and hooked his hand around Gyro's tie, giving it a comfortable tug.)
Hey, did you want to do this in your kitchen?
(Not that Percy would mind but it might not be the worst idea to relocate this to the bedroom. Especially if Gyro was going to be helping him with some thorough anal exploration. He would need it a bit.)
And by the way, everything's too dry for me, Cowboy.
(He can do nicknames too. SeaMan was awful though Gyro. 0/10 creativity.)
Whaaaa, you don't look good in an apron bent over a counter? I guess that look's not for everyone.
[Chuckling as he follows after that tug. Playful now, was he? Good, playful was good. It was good too that Percy was playful, it got Gyro in the mood, got him more excited. He liked getting riled up was all, it became a slight problem when adrenaline hit him like that though. Sometimes fights could instigate it and sure, sometimes that got real nice and hot and heavy but, other times it was just weird. This is a lot smoother to roll into though.]
Good to know, heavy duty stuff then, and here I thought you'd make your own.
[Subtly implying Percy's ass lubes itself as he'll move a hand up, shove down on Percy's head, and ruffle his hair before he loosens his tie to let it slip out of his collar, still gripped in Percy's hand. He's free now though, and as he leaves the kitchen, he'll start to head into the living room- and out of it, moving right towards the bathroom as his hands begin to unbutton his shirt. He's got a good idea. He wants the kid to feel comfortable, right? Everything's too dry he says, well then he'll set the field a little for him. If he wants Percy to be comfortable, he'll get him in his element.]
[Percy is free to follow, either way he'll hear the sound of Gyro's bath being turned on. Unfortunately he's too poor for a nice big bath, so it's the smaller sort tucked against a wall. One of those shower/bath combos with a sliding frosted door. Small but eh, should work, who cares if it over flows a bit.]
I wouldn't know. I've never worn an apron and bent over a counter at the same time.
(No wait, wait a sec...)
Actually, I've never worn an apron period.
(He shrugs. He's not totally against it though in all fairness, his sweet little virgin mind isn't actually positive of the full scope of what that implies.
As a general rule, Percy wasn't a big fighter for no reason. The kid had a violent life but it wasn't one he preferred. Sometimes he even struggled with striking down his enemies and had to actively remind himself that if he didn't, his friends would get hurt. Even friendly grappling wasn't really something he was particularly fond of beyond using it as a means to better himself. So, no, playfulness trumped fighting any day for Percy.
Percy gazes at Gyro and then outright snorts.)
Well I could.
(Maybe not lube exactly but...He had done some pretty interesting things with water that may as well have been lube. Only a few small, strange differences. And would it be so impossible to increase the slickness of his own ass? No, it wouldn't be, but Percy would have to be explained that one before he tried it. But maybe the kid could get himself as wet as a pussy back there. How interesting was that theory.
Percy goes after Gyro, his eyes bright with intrigue and excitement and a bit of arousal. It didn't take much for Percy. He unzips his own hoodie as he follows after Gyro and hey, he was so down for the bathroom.
It was fine. Percy could dry out the bathroom as quick as he could fill it up with water. He does stop in the door way and he smiles a bit wider.)
I can do some pretty weird things with water, you know.
(He slips his bag off of his shoulders and sets it down onto the floor. His hoodie joined it and he worked his sneakers and socks off. Maybe the bath was a bit small but Percy didn't care. It wasn't much bigger than the tub he had from his home world. That and...well. They could still get up to plenty of fun in that tub, right?
And because Gyro had the water going, Percy decides for a bit of fun. He flicks a finger and a small spray of water snaps out to shoot Gyro harmlessly on the cheek. Behind Gyro, Percy was stripping out of his t-shirt, feigning innocence.)
[No apron at all, you not skilled in cooking then either? Not even seafood? Things to put on the list for later topics and ideas: cooking fish and wearing aprons, the latter possibly done in a sexy fashion. Gyro wasn't actually an overtly sexual guy, but he was very quickly learning what he really liked. Outfits and 'roles' could be really fun and Percy seemed like a guy that could possibly take it and run, making it even more enjoyable.]
[Ah- but... that's to think about later. For now this could very well be a one time thing where he gets Percy his legs for it. Gyro won't bother with over thinking it, both because it's uncertain how often something like this may occur and because he's thinking a little more with his lesser and lower mind right now.]
Wait, you could? Could you make it so I don't have to grab anything?
[Said with a glance back to him. Not needing lubricant really would be cool, it'd cut out that sort of awkward extra step. It also would be great for playing around else where, where you don't always carry something for this- or well he doesn't. Most people on Amoi probably do honestly.]
Try that one first, make it like your ass cheeks are running, give me a smooth entry- hey!
[He jumps, his hand slipping a little on the edge of the tub. The lash out of the water he was actually fast enough to lift his hand against, the water hitting against the back of his hand instead. In surprise he stands up straight, uncertain, before he realizes what happened and quickly turns around to Percy and grins, leaning over the tub and putting his hand in the water to splash some out at the kid. Who gives a shit if he makes a mess of his floor.]
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[Getting a little distracted here with that salty business. He doesn't pull away as he talks though, instead staying close and playfully wigging at Percy's hips with his fingers still hooked in the belt loops of his pants. It's sure fire that if Percy hasn't kissed much he won't be very good at it yet, but that's generally how it was. Not everyone was a natural. You could open your mouth too wide, not open it enough, use too much or too little tongue. It was something you consciously had to get yourself better at until it became muscle memory. Eventually you'd take it like anything you had to train your body to get used to. He's lucky he's with someone with a good deal of experience with his mouth though. Even as someone around Percy's age he played around with girls, kissed them, ate them out, helped too that he had some nice lips to work with.]
Did I say that? You can get good fucking the same person, you think I run around spreading my legs like some live wire wench? No way. Get experience with who you want to.
[He doesn't ever remember saying experience meant he had to sleep around everywhere. Infact, day one he told him to find people he was comfortable with. It's what Gyro did. Sure a few times it happens sort of... uplanned, even anonymously, but that happened here easily. He got pretty good at avoiding that for the most part by now anyway.]
Nyyeeoo- ho! Show me first, got it? Prooomise.
[Hunching to crane his neck even closer as he tugs at Percy's hips. It gets easy quickly to be more touchy with him he's noticing. It helps that they've already hit it off so well. He wouldn't naturally be this comfortable touching like this. But even at the start Percy showed to be a good sink if his time, he was easy to be around and it helped the kid fed into his own silly sense of humour here and there as well. He felt good against him and he'd be hard pressed to look away from those eyes. It was veering off into some sea in those spheres, and the sea breeze scent wafting around him only added to it. The ocean to Gyro's own scent of woody cedar and rosewood aftershave, the smell of leather, the smell of smoke and campfires if you got him at the right time. A refreshing pacific breeze contrasted against a cozy woodland wind.]
[He breathed him in as he got close, felt a coolness in his skin and a clarity in his skull, chuckling at Percy's words.]
Sorry- no- I'm not, everyone's some kind perv. You want me to show you a little of mine right now too, don't you? [Leaning in and down a bit more, his bright green lips curled into a smile, his forehead pushing against Percy's.]
Well, I mean we're trading, I'll see some of yours too. So let's do it, come on-
Kiss me first if you're so in the mood.
[Said as his hands tighten on his hips, clenching in as he tugs at him again. The mood was mutual too. All the touching by now, the back and forth banter, the closeness. He felt a dull warmth start to rise under the chill from that sea breeze scent filling his nose.]
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(Percy doesn't mind the random topic. It was weirdly helping him calm down even further. If only because it was their usual sort of bantering, their usual sort of talking, even as they flirted with their bodies and their hands and their eyes. It helped layer another level of security over their relationship as a whole. He hasn't kissed much- or rather- many people but the people he has kissed he's spent a long time kissing. Percy liked kissing. So he wasn't going to be completely awful. Maybe a little clumsy. At the most, his mouth watered excessively and it could make the kiss too wet. That was sort of just the price of being with Percy Jackson though. Everything was too wet, salty, too much. Wait til Gyro saw his normal spunk load.
It wasn't massive or anything but it was definitely twice as much as the regular man's load. When someone thought it'd stop, it would just keep going.)
Nah, I know you didn't say that. But it seems like everyone else here is all about that.
(It broke his poor loyal heart. Percy really did wonder if monogamy was impossible in this world or if people just simply didn't want to do it. He was pretty positive it was the latter. There were ways to avoid aphrodisiacs. He had been getting better at it himself. Or so he liked to be told. Most liquid aphrodisiacs were pretty much ineffective on him. It was all of the other kinds of aphrodisiacs that he had to worry about and learn to detect.)
Yeah, yeah. I promise. I'll even put on a fashion show for you and everything.
(Which actually wasn't the worst idea.
As he was pulled in close, Percy felt more riled up. So far, everyone he's been with was either his size or smaller. No one bigger. Percy was quickly discovering the appeal in being with a bigger guy. The way that his hands pulled him so easily. Percy was impossibly strong and could throw his weight around with the best of them. But when he wasn't trying, he was mostly an average six foot teenage boy with some good muscle on him. Which meant that he could very well be manhandled. And it was kind of nice being manhandled, even if Gyro wasn't really doing it all that much, all that extreme at all. It sparked interest in Percy and that's all that mattered, right?)
Don't get your hopes up. I haven't done too many exciting things so I'm pretty vanilla and dull. Only a little perverted. Just a teensy. I can't say you're not right. Everyone is sort of a pervert.
(Though Percy doesn't sound embarrassed or ashamed. If this were Gokudera, he might have, but it wasn't and so he doesn't. It really was weirdly easy being with Gyro. He should have maybe done this sooner, he thinks. And not just to understand his own body better.
That wood cedar scent was just as tantalizing as his ocean scent was to Gyro. He breathed it in and relished in the closeness of their bodies and how natural this actually felt. Percy tipped his head and pressed the rest of the way up against Gyro. Their lips slid together in something soft, something warm, his lips salty but not overly so. More like the essence of salt.
Gyro's strange, green mouth was warmer than he had anticipated and he grins just slightly against it, spreading his lips open and poking his tongue out to slip it just between Gyro's own lips, waiting for him to open up.)
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You better mean it, I like when people dress up for me, I do it waaay too much.
[Dressing up for others seems to be a common thing in his life. Usually it was the result of some trade or deal or game. He guess he understood why others wanted it though, after all, he liked when people dressed up for him too. Being a pervert sort of played into that too, since he tended to really enjoy when his male partners dressed in drag for him. Call it a result of his upbringing, that sort of thing being so taboo. He's probably a bit of an asshole for having such cemented gender roles in his head, enough that men in women's clothing is not only funny but alluring in a way. But he can't really do much about that. He's gotten a lot better at least with trying to get out of the norms instilled upon him by his era.]
[He sure as hell wouldn't be able to kiss another man so easily if he hadn't gotten over certain aspects of how he was raised and his time. But he did, and he is. Percy pushes in, closing the gap, letting heat raise where warmth meets between their lips. He feels Percy's breath dust out from his nose over his top lip, another deep breath of the sea before it starts starts to feel more like it as Percy opens his mouth. He feels lips pull, cleaving open against his and the gentle, slick greeting of an oral muscle aside from his own.]
[It- makes him laugh.
He pulls back, though only enough to break the kiss, grinding their foreheads together still.]
Suuuuuch a little perv, already trying to get into my mouth? Too dry in here for you, SeaMan?
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Oh, gods, you really are a pervert. Yeah, yeah. I'll do it for you too.
(The idea didn't bother him at all. Of course, Percy wasn't picturing himself in skirts and garter belts and slutting it around for Gyro. Gyro would have to introduce him to the realm of that. He would be a hesitant too because despite being a very open minded individual, Percy was still raised with his own gender stereotypes and those involved things like boys didn't wear skirts. He would feel stupid and silly in a skirt and not at all sexy but in the right moment with the right happenings? Anything was possible and they could have a good old time.
For now, he was focused on the kissing. Not future kinks he may or may not carry out with Gyro. He already knew that just from kissing Gyro, he wanted more of this in his future. Not constantly. But every now and then wouldn't hurt. Being with Gyro was oddly a huge relief. Percy didn't have to overthink and worry and stress about all of the things he normally did. It was a relief.
Kissing Gyro was earthy and pleasant. He was masculine but not in that overbearing way that might have actually turned Percy off a bit.
The laughter doesn't embarrass Percy though he does grin a shy sort of grin. He shrugs both of his shoulders up and slips out of Gyro's arms.)
Well yeah. Isn't that what we're going here for? A bit of a- something.
(That was a lame finish but Percy didn't seem to care at all. He reached out and hooked his hand around Gyro's tie, giving it a comfortable tug.)
Hey, did you want to do this in your kitchen?
(Not that Percy would mind but it might not be the worst idea to relocate this to the bedroom. Especially if Gyro was going to be helping him with some thorough anal exploration. He would need it a bit.)
And by the way, everything's too dry for me, Cowboy.
(He can do nicknames too. SeaMan was awful though Gyro. 0/10 creativity.)
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[Chuckling as he follows after that tug. Playful now, was he? Good, playful was good. It was good too that Percy was playful, it got Gyro in the mood, got him more excited. He liked getting riled up was all, it became a slight problem when adrenaline hit him like that though. Sometimes fights could instigate it and sure, sometimes that got real nice and hot and heavy but, other times it was just weird. This is a lot smoother to roll into though.]
Good to know, heavy duty stuff then, and here I thought you'd make your own.
[Subtly implying Percy's ass lubes itself as he'll move a hand up, shove down on Percy's head, and ruffle his hair before he loosens his tie to let it slip out of his collar, still gripped in Percy's hand. He's free now though, and as he leaves the kitchen, he'll start to head into the living room- and out of it, moving right towards the bathroom as his hands begin to unbutton his shirt. He's got a good idea. He wants the kid to feel comfortable, right? Everything's too dry he says, well then he'll set the field a little for him. If he wants Percy to be comfortable, he'll get him in his element.]
[Percy is free to follow, either way he'll hear the sound of Gyro's bath being turned on. Unfortunately he's too poor for a nice big bath, so it's the smaller sort tucked against a wall. One of those shower/bath combos with a sliding frosted door. Small but eh, should work, who cares if it over flows a bit.]
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(No wait, wait a sec...)
Actually, I've never worn an apron period.
(He shrugs. He's not totally against it though in all fairness, his sweet little virgin mind isn't actually positive of the full scope of what that implies.
As a general rule, Percy wasn't a big fighter for no reason. The kid had a violent life but it wasn't one he preferred. Sometimes he even struggled with striking down his enemies and had to actively remind himself that if he didn't, his friends would get hurt. Even friendly grappling wasn't really something he was particularly fond of beyond using it as a means to better himself. So, no, playfulness trumped fighting any day for Percy.
Percy gazes at Gyro and then outright snorts.)
Well I could.
(Maybe not lube exactly but...He had done some pretty interesting things with water that may as well have been lube. Only a few small, strange differences. And would it be so impossible to increase the slickness of his own ass? No, it wouldn't be, but Percy would have to be explained that one before he tried it. But maybe the kid could get himself as wet as a pussy back there. How interesting was that theory.
Percy goes after Gyro, his eyes bright with intrigue and excitement and a bit of arousal. It didn't take much for Percy. He unzips his own hoodie as he follows after Gyro and hey, he was so down for the bathroom.
It was fine. Percy could dry out the bathroom as quick as he could fill it up with water. He does stop in the door way and he smiles a bit wider.)
I can do some pretty weird things with water, you know.
(He slips his bag off of his shoulders and sets it down onto the floor. His hoodie joined it and he worked his sneakers and socks off. Maybe the bath was a bit small but Percy didn't care. It wasn't much bigger than the tub he had from his home world. That and...well. They could still get up to plenty of fun in that tub, right?
And because Gyro had the water going, Percy decides for a bit of fun. He flicks a finger and a small spray of water snaps out to shoot Gyro harmlessly on the cheek. Behind Gyro, Percy was stripping out of his t-shirt, feigning innocence.)
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[Ah- but... that's to think about later. For now this could very well be a one time thing where he gets Percy his legs for it. Gyro won't bother with over thinking it, both because it's uncertain how often something like this may occur and because he's thinking a little more with his lesser and lower mind right now.]
Wait, you could? Could you make it so I don't have to grab anything?
[Said with a glance back to him. Not needing lubricant really would be cool, it'd cut out that sort of awkward extra step. It also would be great for playing around else where, where you don't always carry something for this- or well he doesn't. Most people on Amoi probably do honestly.]
Try that one first, make it like your ass cheeks are running, give me a smooth entry- hey!
[He jumps, his hand slipping a little on the edge of the tub. The lash out of the water he was actually fast enough to lift his hand against, the water hitting against the back of his hand instead. In surprise he stands up straight, uncertain, before he realizes what happened and quickly turns around to Percy and grins, leaning over the tub and putting his hand in the water to splash some out at the kid. Who gives a shit if he makes a mess of his floor.]