[The curse of the old man knees. Hazel smirks the smirk of someone who knew he would get his way all along, in which "getting his way" is getting Jae-Ha off the floor. In a minute, after he leans down to get his kisses. He presses more generously with his palm, resisting the urge to laugh at Jae-Ha's pitiful effort to hold back.]

You're usually excited. [lewd boy] But since it's your birthday, I'll even let ya make requests. After a lil while.

[The ribbons will magically be up on the bed because for once, Hazel will remember he can teleport stuff, so that's taken care of. After another kiss he pulls back, tugging Jae-Ha by the dorky shirt to sit up with him. Then he pushes the dorky shirt up and over his head, but leaves it on his shoulders. It looks even dumber. Good heavens.]

It's just like that lil undershirt ya wear so much. [it's basically the same thing,]