Daeshim lets him, watches him as he does. There are things that he wants, he just doesn't know if Lennon would want the same. They're different, so different that some would say that things should never work between them. Fortunately Daeshim doesn't see it that way.
"Tell me. What's the most unusual thing that you've ever done?"
Lennon is taken offguard by the question and he has to think about it. He pulls on his pants and the shirt he'd first come into the brothel in, pushing his fingers through his hair as he works on manuevering his tail so it's hidden and then finds the beanie he's been using to hide his ears. Next, he goes to a little table by the bed, pulling out the earnings he'd been stashing there and shoving them into a bag he'd brought with him.
Okay so maybe he was procrastinating giving an answer.
Daeshim can be infuriatingly patient when it suits him. But "time" doesn't mean the same thing to long-lived beings. There's no reaction when Lennon finally does answer the question, at least not at first. But then there is a short "blink and you'll miss it" giggle.
"Feet?"
He lifts his own, which are naturally each one in a different colored sock. Daeshim tilts his head as he studies them for a moment.
"Well, feet really aren't so different from hands when you think about it. I think Jasper liked feet!"
Lennon thinks he hears something but it's so fast he could have imagined it. he slings his bag over his shoulder and goes back to Daeshim, leaning to kiss him quickly and ignoring his feet.
"Well, some people do," Lennon says, his eyes going to that spot on the other's neck briefly before reaching to pull him up.
"Home and then you can tell me what weird whims you have for me to fulfill."
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"Tell me. What's the most unusual thing that you've ever done?"
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Okay so maybe he was procrastinating giving an answer.
"One guy... wanted me to use my feet?"
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"Feet?"
He lifts his own, which are naturally each one in a different colored sock. Daeshim tilts his head as he studies them for a moment.
"Well, feet really aren't so different from hands when you think about it. I think Jasper liked feet!"
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"Well, some people do," Lennon says, his eyes going to that spot on the other's neck briefly before reaching to pull him up.
"Home and then you can tell me what weird whims you have for me to fulfill."