[ It's not like he comes here often, and it's definitely not like he comes here for sex. Honestly, just coming here at all is enough of a guilty indulgence for Fuuta, but, like -- it's not like he's doing anything wrong. He's allowed to take advantages of the facilities here once in a while, isn't he? Especially if he's not harming anyone.
It's not like he's causing any trouble by going to Cloaca & Dagger just to have a little fun with those illusions now and again.
Access to those self-cast glamors is truly the only reason Fuuta bothers to visit the place, though Rin can't be blamed for recognizing him in an instant, and approaching him where he'd been lurking alone at the perimeters of the facility. His transformation isn't that drastic, after all -- he's just a little taller, his shoulders and chest just a little broader, the lines of his face just a little sharper. When Rin looks up at him, lips still pressed against his knuckles, she might note that the usual dark bags under his eyes are gone, and his teeth also seem straighter when he opens his mouth to bark, ]
-- what the fuck?! [ Said as he jerks his hand back out of that grip and backs off a step. Some things truly never change though; despite the physical changes applied by that illusion, Fuuta still blushes the same as he bristles at the bold 'stranger' standing before him. ] The hell kind of creep are you, just doing that shit to people you don't even know?!
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It's not like he's causing any trouble by going to Cloaca & Dagger just to have a little fun with those illusions now and again.
Access to those self-cast glamors is truly the only reason Fuuta bothers to visit the place, though Rin can't be blamed for recognizing him in an instant, and approaching him where he'd been lurking alone at the perimeters of the facility. His transformation isn't that drastic, after all -- he's just a little taller, his shoulders and chest just a little broader, the lines of his face just a little sharper. When Rin looks up at him, lips still pressed against his knuckles, she might note that the usual dark bags under his eyes are gone, and his teeth also seem straighter when he opens his mouth to bark, ]
-- what the fuck?! [ Said as he jerks his hand back out of that grip and backs off a step. Some things truly never change though; despite the physical changes applied by that illusion, Fuuta still blushes the same as he bristles at the bold 'stranger' standing before him. ] The hell kind of creep are you, just doing that shit to people you don't even know?!