Yylfordt grimaced and stuck his fingers in his ears, a paragon of maturity. "Dude, shut up," he complained. He did not ever want to think in that much detail about the ways in which Gin got off. Gin was horrifying. There was no part of Gin that wasn't horrifying, and Gin using his penis was on a par for horror with his face.
He removed his hands to listen to Apache's answers though, and then laughed when she said Ulquiorra might not have the equipment for it, followed shortly by pulling his face. "Or black," he pointed out, "like his lips." You couldn't miss the fact that Ulquiorra looked like he'd been attacked by some teenage girl in her depressing rock phase.
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Date: 2013-05-09 08:18 pm (UTC)He removed his hands to listen to Apache's answers though, and then laughed when she said Ulquiorra might not have the equipment for it, followed shortly by pulling his face. "Or black," he pointed out, "like his lips." You couldn't miss the fact that Ulquiorra looked like he'd been attacked by some teenage girl in her depressing rock phase.