Ah, right. First of all, I wish to gauge your reaction.
[If there's no protest, he slides his fingers between Ikusaba's, intertwining with them. With both hands clamped, he brushes some of fingers against hers, sending bits of pulses- random 'words' with no meaning to them. If things work as intended, there's a ticklish feeling inside when he moved his fingers, despite basically sending electricity into her nerves, it shouldn't be harmful at all.]
How does it feel? Can you feel something moving in your fingers?
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[If there's no protest, he slides his fingers between Ikusaba's, intertwining with them. With both hands clamped, he brushes some of fingers against hers, sending bits of pulses- random 'words' with no meaning to them. If things work as intended, there's a ticklish feeling inside when he moved his fingers, despite basically sending electricity into her nerves, it shouldn't be harmful at all.]
How does it feel? Can you feel something moving in your fingers?