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[eidxiety]

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[psychokinesia]

[Oh, he likes that reaction out of Ain. They're both smiling into it now, some of the anxiety melting away as Add breathes out little kukukus against Ain's lips. Clearly, this means he's winning(?). And if they're both giggling stupidly over it, he can't get all self-conscious about Ain making maybe fun of him, either... no, he can't be, since this is an act of pure domination(?????).

It's nice. He does feel confident. Maybe... this isn't as hard as he thought it would be? Maybe he should just trust his instincts...

He squeezes that hand back, light spiralling up Add's arm as he does so—he did warn Ain that he'd have to start liking the electrical shocks, so they're putting that to the test. It's more of a gentle contact-tingle this time instead of an involuntary jolt, at least, adding just a hint of bite to their skin-to-skin contact.]

[eidxiety]

[The little shocks almost tickle. Maybe the jolts aren't so bad; stronger ones have hurt in the past, but he could get used to those. Sparks are something Ain is starting to recognize as affectionate now, instead of inherently hostile... time will tell what this does to his monkey brain.

Another giggle, and he's parting briefly to comment centimeters from Add's lips:]

That sort of tickles... haha, you're doing good, though~.

[See, Add, you're not bad at kissing! The expert kisser says so. Though perhaps it says more that he comes packed with Add-bias; they could be clicking teeth right now and Ain would still manage to find enjoyment in it.]

Seems like you're enjoying it, too~.