Edy's expression made it apparently fairly quickly that she hadn't quite meant what he thought she'd meant, and Jigano was back to puzzling through just what the leapfrogging had been about. Post-orgasm calisthenics? That seemed... strange... but who was he to judge? But though relief was making him a little giddy, the recent tension and paranoia remained near enough at hand to keep him from going entirely whimsical. His assumption of 'capture' wasn't right, so that did that leave?
He raised a brow as she shooed him back into position, but this time he obeyed with far less protest, wondering with a touch of exasperation if she was going to jump over him again. He didn't understand the purpose of it, and given how much adrenaline he still had working its way through his system from his earlier anxiety he wasn't sure it was the time or place for it. But... well. Considering how badly things could be going, he could manage a little patience and indulgence for the firecracker who was still, in spite of political awkwardness, his friend.
"I saw nothing, I felt nothing, tralala," he assured her dryly, amused in spite of himself as he let her take hold of him again. "What do you mean, 'like it le--' hey now!" He yelped a protest as he found a young lady with decidedly masculine parts pressed against his back, impossibly to miss even through the robe. Even so, he reached back to catch her legs and help her balance, though the glare he shot over his shoulder was decidedly less amused. "What on Caido are you--"
Motherfucking checkers.
"... Did you just... king me?" He asked, shock and disbelief uppermost in his voice, with a healthy dose of bafflement underlying it. "But... when you cousin gets back... won't you get in trouble?" And never mind the rest of the implications. They were too dizzying to contemplate for the moment, at least until he figured out if he'd guessed right this time. He was pretty much 0 for 2 so far, after all. But maybe the third time was the charm?
He raised a brow as she shooed him back into position, but this time he obeyed with far less protest, wondering with a touch of exasperation if she was going to jump over him again. He didn't understand the purpose of it, and given how much adrenaline he still had working its way through his system from his earlier anxiety he wasn't sure it was the time or place for it. But... well. Considering how badly things could be going, he could manage a little patience and indulgence for the firecracker who was still, in spite of political awkwardness, his friend.
"I saw nothing, I felt nothing, tralala," he assured her dryly, amused in spite of himself as he let her take hold of him again. "What do you mean, 'like it le--' hey now!" He yelped a protest as he found a young lady with decidedly masculine parts pressed against his back, impossibly to miss even through the robe. Even so, he reached back to catch her legs and help her balance, though the glare he shot over his shoulder was decidedly less amused. "What on Caido are you--"
Motherfucking checkers.
"... Did you just... king me?" He asked, shock and disbelief uppermost in his voice, with a healthy dose of bafflement underlying it. "But... when you cousin gets back... won't you get in trouble?" And never mind the rest of the implications. They were too dizzying to contemplate for the moment, at least until he figured out if he'd guessed right this time. He was pretty much 0 for 2 so far, after all. But maybe the third time was the charm?
