[ Yakumo can feel a hot blush burning in his cheeks at the reprimand. He knows he needs to try and be quiet and useful in all things, but the idea of being completely naked in front of a stranger is very intimidating. He tries to think what Mr Eiden or Sir Edmond would do and decides that they would be brave, and would probably want him to be brave, too.
Slowly, he unbuttons the shirt until it parts over his body. Despite his protests, it's obvious that he's a little turned on by this whole situation. He folds his shirt up and looks around for somewhere to put it. ]
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[ Yakumo can feel a hot blush burning in his cheeks at the reprimand. He knows he needs to try and be quiet and useful in all things, but the idea of being completely naked in front of a stranger is very intimidating. He tries to think what Mr Eiden or Sir Edmond would do and decides that they would be brave, and would probably want him to be brave, too.
Slowly, he unbuttons the shirt until it parts over his body. Despite his protests, it's obvious that he's a little turned on by this whole situation. He folds his shirt up and looks around for somewhere to put it. ]
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