Taro
Taro took Forest's hand and stood to his feet, the globe head grinning from ear to ear. "That was so much fun!" he said, laughing like a teenager who just got off of a rollercoaster. Even though the blood was still on his shirt, the wound had already healed, not that anyone would be able to see it under his mask and clothes. To everyone else, it looked like he was still bleeding. "What do you want to do next?"
The two men continued to stare slack jawed at the pair. Their minds collectively racing to figure out what exactly was happening. So is this roleplay? It looks like they were rough housing.... Then again thats not necessarily sexual... Maybe she's a training partner for him?
Taro paused, then squatted down so that his globe like head was pressed against her legs.... again. A hand reached out and squeezed her thigh. "Mmmm... you have such nice powerful feminine legs.... I can't believe you could make me become a ball...."
Both of their eyes widened at the comment. Oh shit! It was sexual.
The tall bearded one bowed and said, "We will uhh... leave you two alone. There are some buttons on Taro's desk if you need us..." And thus, the two men turned around and walked back through the hallway in which they came.
Taro didn't really seem to acknowledge them, instead continuing to focus on the firmness of Forest's thighs. "I think we should do something else with your legs."