"You know you're not supposed to feel the teeth, right?" he giggled. He tucked his phone into his pocket, and, for the time being, resumed his foot game. He wasn't going to leave Harvard alone. Not now, that he'd had the nerve to show up hung over. Oh, no. Playdates with 4chan were exactly that, even if he ended up being the only one playing.
"Just the tongue. And the lips."
Really, he was almost stunned he could get away with this much. His sexually charged userbase had definitely done some- things to his psyche that he couldn't really explain away. But it was nice. He felt- in control, in a sense. Dominant.
"Obviously, you didn't, or you'd probably know that." he shrugged. "I mean, when I get my d-"
he stopped, finding himself being handed a bottle of sake. He smiled, politely, taking it and the offered glasses and poured a glass of it, as well.