[ there's a part of genji that would like nothing more than to remain like this - letting the thrum of his master's body soothe him, his hand against genji's with their fingers laced together.

another part of him tells him he could just as easily take, crawl into his masters lap and pull at the fabric there until he finds what he would prefer to sate the cravings he has.

but he pushes that aside. at least until zenyatta's sent shifts, making genji's ears perk up again, taught. without hearing zenyatta say it, he's aware of what it would be a 'shame' to do.

it is not just his new moonblessing that drives him, however, when he raises his head. ]

Would it?

[ he squeezes zenyatta's hand gently. ]

This place changes us, and sometimes our desires. But I can say that it is... something I had considered before even coming here.