[oh, that expression... that makes fox shudder, visibly, and he licks his lips in anticipation. he lets out a soft cry but it sounds relieved, ecstatic at the sharp pain that comes from joker's teeth working him up, his fist in joker's shirt tightening until he's white-knuckled.

the sash comes loose easily, as does the yukata, and underneath is just his underwear--barely masking his half-hard cock straining through the fabric. fox lets go of joker's shirt as he lower himself, watching him closely]