[Ah, this is bad. Honestly, ever since that time in orientation, the way they've interacted has never been quite the same below the surface. Madara knows that maybe it's a bad idea to continue being like this, especially since they were pretty much using each other to fill their small Leo-shaped voids, but... mind doesn't always beat matter.

Especially when Izumi's pushing that damn ballerina butt towards him. Hnng.]

Eeeeh~? But you know there's noooothing slow about meee?

[He's the track team captain at their school, after all. If you ask him not to approach everything like a runaway train, you might as well ask him to not breathe. Plus, with how this is going, Madara would very much like to make a beeline back to the suites and to Izumi's place.

So, he's going to start weighing Izumi down with all he's got. All 64kg of Mama.]

Hey, Izumi-saaaan~? Did you settle on this oooone? If you did, let's zoom zoom and sign the paperwork~