"Hmm... probably explode," was Yugi's answer to what Kaguya would do. He imagined there would be quite a few 'explosions' of different sorts throughout the next few hours. Limiting his own was something Yugi figured would be best, but... he also doubted it would be so easy a feat to accomplish. Kaguya had a certain aura about her that welcomed not a fall into deviance, but a plummet.

If others didn't take physical things as trophies for their sexual endeavors, Yugi thought those people were wrong. Well... he also thought there was actually some form of physical proof in most cases. "I guess? I'll take a pair of panties over a living legal responsibility though," Yugi argued upon reaching the thought of... what he'd call physical proof of sexual experience. As he blew over that nipple and further stiffened it, Yugi noted the movement of Kaguya's hips against his touch. So easily did his middle and ring finger find a pocket of dampness and warmth, where they would begin rubbing as adjacent digits naturally caused a gentle clamping of lips that would otherwise be spread. While Kaguya openly accepted whatever form of repayment he'd spoken of, his tongue was protruding to flick over her nipple ever so casually. "I'm guessing you're committed to this spot then, huh? Don't you have family breakfast or whatever dumb shit on this table?"