[ The beauty of roleplay is that it doesn't need to make sense. As long as Daseul gets dick in the end, he doesn't care if the rest doesn't make a tiny shred of sense. It's the scenario that gets him off, not the details.
He doesn't need to feign interest as he nods along with the story Seungjun is feeding him; as always, he's interested to see where this will go, and how it'll get to where he wants it to get to. The destination is always the same, but the journey to get there never is.
He leans back in his cushy chair, tilting his head. ]
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He doesn't need to feign interest as he nods along with the story Seungjun is feeding him; as always, he's interested to see where this will go, and how it'll get to where he wants it to get to. The destination is always the same, but the journey to get there never is.
He leans back in his cushy chair, tilting his head. ]
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