*walks in from the adjacent room, stark naked* *hangs up his phone and drops it unceremoniously onto the nearest table* I'm sorry. When Moryo starts throwing tantrums, there are usually problems it's best to just get him out of the way.
*climbs into bed, tossing the sheet aside so he can see you properly (you are plenty alluring buttoned up but an altogether fascinating puzzle when laid bare)* *takes you in his arms and crushes your body to his with the simplicity of one who is used to having his way (all your heat and improbable softness isn't exactly a detriment, either)* I much prefer the present company.