The trail of saliva bridging mouths snapped when both parties began speaking again. Yugi's eyes wandered down from Kaguya's, settling on her dampened lips after lingering around those flushed cheeks for a moment. It was quite the sight overall, he thought. Black hair, red eyes and a tinted face ─ those were things he found highly, highly appealing. Kaguya would surely feel him throbbing toward full firmness as he took in that visage. "Yeah, that's about what I expect. I did say about twenty minutes. I don't expect your brain to break until I've at least gotten a chance to bend you over something," he declared.

According to Kaguya, she wasn't on the fence at all. This was something she couldn't say no to, though she hadn't thought beyond the testing phase. Yugi's most recent maneuver must have been beyond the plan as well. No matter. He'd first address the matter of Kaguya being on, or not being on, a fence. "Well no. You're on a table. You can get on my fence whenever you want, though," he vowed. A thumb was slowly dragged along Kaguya's bottom lift, gently pressed into its softness. As for what he wanted to do... "How about you..." Yugi paused there, if only because he was distracted by another System notice. Kaguya's acceptance went deeper than words alone; she was properly invested. Only 18% intimacy was to be expected, given her engagement and the short amount of time they'd known each other. 18% may have even been a sole indicator of the carnal connection at hand. Once he was done quickly scanning the notice, Yugi's eyes settled on Kaguya's again. "Ahem. Well, for starters... you already saw mine. There's catching up to do. Should I take yours out too, or would you rather do it yourself?"