Aren't the best ones the kind you don't want to break? [ Genji chuckles and tips his head back a bit more to show off more of his neck. Some would think it a vulnerable position, but Genji knows full well there are far worse positions to be in. (Wink wink.)
He never fakes being nice, his mocking laughter always genuine; how people reacted was usually how he knew how to proceed. The man's eyes didn't drop, a frown didn't pull at his face, or a familiar flush of embarrassment and shame crossing his skin. All good signs.
It's why he lets him touch along his back and move closer. Genji shifts so he's facing him, hip leaning against the edge of the table. Now that he has a better look, this tall drink of water is definitely handsome and hopefully his interesting points don't stop there. (The amount of people who were pretty to look at but absolutely wet blankets otherwise were far too many, ugh.)
Genji reaches over to trace his index finger very, very lightly against his forearm in return. ] Oh, you know, the usual. Bored once the sun goes down. [ He looks up to meet his eyes again, then looking over the scars across it. ] What about you then, hmm?
[ He certainly didn't get those scars playing catch or tripping over his feet. He knew warrior wounds when he saw them. ]
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He never fakes being nice, his mocking laughter always genuine; how people reacted was usually how he knew how to proceed. The man's eyes didn't drop, a frown didn't pull at his face, or a familiar flush of embarrassment and shame crossing his skin. All good signs.
It's why he lets him touch along his back and move closer. Genji shifts so he's facing him, hip leaning against the edge of the table. Now that he has a better look, this tall drink of water is definitely handsome and hopefully his interesting points don't stop there. (The amount of people who were pretty to look at but absolutely wet blankets otherwise were far too many, ugh.)
Genji reaches over to trace his index finger very, very lightly against his forearm in return. ] Oh, you know, the usual. Bored once the sun goes down. [ He looks up to meet his eyes again, then looking over the scars across it. ] What about you then, hmm?
[ He certainly didn't get those scars playing catch or tripping over his feet. He knew warrior wounds when he saw them. ]