[ This isn't...so strange. Despite the nerves that flutter up and down inside Tidus, listening to Inigo, his bumbling confusion is changing into a confused curiosity. 'When you hit the right spot'--he's never heard anything about this, and he has no idea what that's going to turn out to be in practice, but-
But he wants to find out, pushing in his fingers slow, eyes now down as he watches his hand's movement. Was this a right spot he was going to know himself? Or would he need Inigo's guidance to tell him when he was there? It's the latter he waits on as his fingers press in, wondering if he should twist them, move them in any way, but he figures if he needs to, Inigo will let them know.
And it's Inigo he's waiting on for some kind of response, a 'there', an anything.
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But he wants to find out, pushing in his fingers slow, eyes now down as he watches his hand's movement. Was this a right spot he was going to know himself? Or would he need Inigo's guidance to tell him when he was there? It's the latter he waits on as his fingers press in, wondering if he should twist them, move them in any way, but he figures if he needs to, Inigo will let them know.
And it's Inigo he's waiting on for some kind of response, a 'there', an anything.
Bro let him know when this is sexy again. ]