[ Would that Yzak's own feelings weren't so deeply buried inside of himself, this would probably kill him too. As it stands, while he's not used to Dearka really putting his hands on him like he is now, it's still, in Yzak's mind, not too far a jump from the way the other man drapes on him or clamps a hand down on his shoulder. That, and he's doing him a favor here - which is what Dearka does for him constantly on the norm anyway.

... of course part of this, too, is the fact that even in a theoretical situation where he was a little more in tune with what he really wants and how he really feels ... he'd still be very good at keeping any wandering desire down.

Chastity libido.

Yzak tenses his back, arcing it back slightly at the contact, but he just as quickly relaxes; a natural reaction, for even when he knows it's coming, something foreign that isn't his own hands touching him just feels odd. ]

This is one of those cases where too much is way better than potentially too little.

[ One just means he's sure not to burn, but on the flip side, being too sparing with it would mean this was all for naught.

Yzak sniffs, taking another small sip of his drink. ]

At least that crude bastard [ Seok Dang. ] did something nice for us here, without a ridiculous catch.