That implies I'd feel great with you playing with the real me. [Idia grumbles out, relaxing back in his chair again. This was a bit of a boner killer now, even with Floyd still on screen and doing that, but hey, at least it's helping to clear his head from that rush of blood going south. A remind of just who he's dealing with.
Never trust a Leech. Even if Idia doesn't think Floyd would think to record this if Idia turned his cam on... just in case. Can never be too safe with them.
He lets out a sound of distressed at Floyd catching onto that though, hoping it would just be ignored, but no, of course not.] Don't wanna say it... [Idia grumbles out behind his sleeve, biting down on the edge of it.]
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Never trust a Leech. Even if Idia doesn't think Floyd would think to record this if Idia turned his cam on... just in case. Can never be too safe with them.
He lets out a sound of distressed at Floyd catching onto that though, hoping it would just be ignored, but no, of course not.] Don't wanna say it... [Idia grumbles out behind his sleeve, biting down on the edge of it.]