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âHey, put this on.â
Genji rouses from his âmeditationâ and rolls his head around to look at you upside down. âHmmmm?â A gag, blindfold, and collar are tossed onto his chest and he looks at them with a raised brow. âWhatâs this for?â
From the other room, you yell at him to just put it on since you have your hands full. The ninja obliges, gnawing on the rubber ball that tastes more like saliva than it does rubber at this point. The collar goes on next after he strips off his crotch guard and all other pieces of his armour that can be removed, and after that the blindfold. Itâs soft around his eyes and he lies back with his arms crossed over his chest. Faintly, he hears you rummage around in your office and wonders what exactly youâre doing. But it doesnât sound like youâre able to find what youâre looking for, so maaaaaybe you wonât mind if he takes a little nap.Â
(a few moments later)
A sharp âa-HAâ startles him and he groans.Â