[Temple has no idea but... he doesn’t know how else to explain this man wanting to invent a food with the same name as one he is already familiar with.]
[He blushes.]
Thanks.
For inventing it in the future, and for the offer.
[Never mind that he has no idea how Taako managed it. He is pretty, he is in his arms, and that means that Temple doesn’t care much about what’s plausible.]
[His dick is mostly what is doing the thinking here, and it doesn’t even have a brain.]
no subject
[He blushes.]
Thanks.
For inventing it in the future, and for the offer.
[Never mind that he has no idea how Taako managed it. He is pretty, he is in his arms, and that means that Temple doesn’t care much about what’s plausible.]
[His dick is mostly what is doing the thinking here, and it doesn’t even have a brain.]