[and while Makoto is taking in the sights as befits a closet pervert, a distressed kind of wheeze comes from Rin instead of words. he coughs a few times more, rubbing at his mouth -- god, the taste, and what the hell, he's pretty sure it's all over -- oh my god, it's definitely all over -- ]
Y-you didn't tell me, you were gonna!
[his voice is a little hoarse, and he's realising that they didn't put any tissues near the bed as usual. well, why would they, Rin thought they wouldn't need them. why was this so much neater in porn!]
Don't look -- !
[except he's not covering his face, because he doesn't want to get the mess all over the place]
Re: King Shit
Y-you didn't tell me, you were gonna!
[his voice is a little hoarse, and he's realising that they didn't put any tissues near the bed as usual. well, why would they, Rin thought they wouldn't need them. why was this so much neater in porn!]
Don't look -- !
[except he's not covering his face, because he doesn't want to get the mess all over the place]