[ As a swordsman and man of duty, Rokurou would never look a gift from a secret admirer horse in the face. While the crawlers pose no problem for him, he does enjoy pleasantly scented incense—which is precisely what he believes the compound to be when he sprays it around his room and enjoys the smell while straightening up and folding laundry. How nice. ✨
There is less joy when the side effect kicks in a few days later. The slow onset had mainly consisted of a tender chest and nipples sensitive to even the rustle of his clothing. Strange, but not alarming. But waking up to some cloudy liquid staining his t-shirt had shot ease into confusion and alarm. He’s in the middle of pathetically pressing twin balls of paper towels to his chest when Tomura’s message alerts on his watch. ]
How did you know? I’m leaking. I don’t know what to do? Help?
cw: lactation…
There is less joy when the side effect kicks in a few days later. The slow onset had mainly consisted of a tender chest and nipples sensitive to even the rustle of his clothing. Strange, but not alarming. But waking up to some cloudy liquid staining his t-shirt had shot ease into confusion and alarm. He’s in the middle of pathetically pressing twin balls of paper towels to his chest when Tomura’s message alerts on his watch. ]
How did you know?
I’m leaking.
I don’t know what to do?
Help?