[Whatever minute composure Koby had managed to hold onto immediately disappears when Luffy says that. He makes an involuntary, pleading sound in his through, squeezing his thighs together so tight they start trembling.]
That -- y-yeah. That sounds. Really good. Please? [This is followed by his mouth, pressed to Luffy's neck, a touch of teeth. Maybe Koby kinda likes the idea of leaving a mark on the king of the pirates.]
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That -- y-yeah. That sounds. Really good. Please? [This is followed by his mouth, pressed to Luffy's neck, a touch of teeth. Maybe Koby kinda likes the idea of leaving a mark on the king of the pirates.]