*Shouichi had been about to reply that yes, that was a good thing when he paused, watching the tea be pulled from his hands and set aside.

Then suddenly he was being pressed back and Byakuran was a lot closer than even before and green eyes were staring wide-eyed at where the wall met the ceiling across the room, head tipped back by Byakuran's nuzzlings*

B-Byakuran-san...! . . . N-No. I'd rather not the forcefulness, thank you. H-hmph. You're already forward enough as it is! *And he squirmed a little, trying to get away - not hard, but he was not pleased*