[ Klaus doesn't have the reflexes to dodge the belt, especially when it's that unexpected. It catches him as intended and he trips sideways a little, hand going up to his face where it connected. He looks up at James again, startled by it, eyes wide for a few seconds. Then, he laughs a little, entirely inappropriately for the situation. ]
You weren't fucking around, huh, Captain?
[ But he does as he's told, peeling himself out of his clothes. His pants take a second because they're tight; how he even gets his rainbow underwear on underneath them is really anyone's guess.
Said underwear do absolutely nothing to hide his erection, and he doesn't cover himself up or anything; he asked for this, for one. For two, if he ever had shame, he got rid of it a long time ago.
He hasn't been naked in front of James since the scars Hannibal gave him healed, but he's not embarrassed about them. They aren't a secret, though he hasn't told anyone who gave them to him. ]
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You weren't fucking around, huh, Captain?
[ But he does as he's told, peeling himself out of his clothes. His pants take a second because they're tight; how he even gets his rainbow underwear on underneath them is really anyone's guess.
Said underwear do absolutely nothing to hide his erection, and he doesn't cover himself up or anything; he asked for this, for one. For two, if he ever had shame, he got rid of it a long time ago.
He hasn't been naked in front of James since the scars Hannibal gave him healed, but he's not embarrassed about them. They aren't a secret, though he hasn't told anyone who gave them to him. ]