[ Ah. This is even more embarrassing, but who is he to deny them when their hands are on his waist?
Each compliment is like an arrow into his heart, one after the other, and a flush rises up on his cheeks. Good thing Siffrin can actually see it this time. ]
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Each compliment is like an arrow into his heart, one after the other, and a flush rises up on his cheeks. Good thing Siffrin can actually see it this time. ]
I... would hope that I am...