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A little jealousy could be fun.

[ No need to worry about the dice anymore, they most certainly haven't been illusioned to say 'bite him' or anything like that by one of the individuals in this room. Perish the thought of tampering with such a pure and wholesome game. ]

[ Once its done with its guiding, the tentacle loosens its grip, though remains handing absently off the other man's arm as if waiting for its next action of interest, curling over itself in light strokes against his skin. ]

I'd find it most interesting if you made sure others would be completely jealous, not just potentially.

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Right?

[ Levy says the single word as a song. ]

And if you end up being a satisfied customer, it means I might be able to continue to be your go-to for this kind of service. [ Because of course, he cannot just shut up and do the thing. He has to make another quippy little sales pitch. But he's done.

The tentacles lightly hanging on his arms, coiling seductively, is quite a novel feeling. He wonders what will happen next, too. He breathes out something like a laugh - because this is fun. More fun than the dice itself.

He leans in, mouth open, to start to bite and mark more of that beautiful skin. Leaving little bruises in the wake of his mouth. 'Course, part of the service, he pauses to place soft kisses after - like an apology, like a thank you. ]

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You do make an excellent case for being a first choice.

[ You can take the boy out of the business environment, but you can't take the business out of the boy- ]

[ That is to say, there's something oddly comforting about the transactionally-themed flirting that has Kleken more at ease than he'd ever admit. It keeps him on his feet so to speak, even as his eyes close to indulge in the sensations of Levy's mouth over his skin. Thinking about how best to indulge in this little game of theirs. ]

Though... I think I might like them more if you left them somewhere lower.

[ At those words the tentacles draped against Levy's arms start on another journey, moving purposefully toward his neck to begin curling loosely there. ]

Somewhere rather unmistakable in intent.