[ it is at times like this that Sage wonders how he managed to get so fucking blessed. because here he is with Minsu in white, silk panties that are probably a size too small smirking at him and all but asking to be touched by him. the witch really has no idea what he did, but fuck he knows he would do it all over again and then some if it meant keeping the fox with him.

palming Minsu lightly before the other turns, Sage lets his fingertips trail along the waistband of his jeans, maybe pushes them a little to encourage them to fall a little more. even if that does then leave him more or less breathless with the sight of Minsu's ass in lace and silk and--]

Gods, baby, you could have me believing the earth was flat and you damn well know it. Was gonna surprise you with these but-- fuck you look so good.

[ the witch sounds more than a little awestruck, a little hungry too, emphasised with the way he lets his fingernails leave faint red marks above the white.]