[ Even if he weren't currently focused on trying to keep himself hard even as he feels Rin's gaze prickling at him, he wouldn't recall the exact argument they'd had -- Fuuta argues with everyone about everything, like he has the brain capacity to remember it all.
His voice does come a little tight, though, as he rubs his thumb against the head of his dick; pressured in the moment, he's having a weirdly hard time recalling exactly how he handles things in private, every movement feeling a little foreign. ]
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[ Even if he weren't currently focused on trying to keep himself hard even as he feels Rin's gaze prickling at him, he wouldn't recall the exact argument they'd had -- Fuuta argues with everyone about everything, like he has the brain capacity to remember it all.
His voice does come a little tight, though, as he rubs his thumb against the head of his dick; pressured in the moment, he's having a weirdly hard time recalling exactly how he handles things in private, every movement feeling a little foreign. ]
Prove you wrong about what.