[He should really consider why it feels so good for Akechi to pull his hair, tear him off while he fights to continue to pleasure him, but that sort of consideration will simply have to come later. For now, he makes a show of a nearly cartoonish pout as he puts his tongue back in his mouth and removes his fingers from the vicinity of Akechi's cunt, moving them instead to settle at his thighs.

He's also remembering how hard he is now, and that's. Hmmmm. A problem he can let wait for maybe another minute and then he'll revisit.]

Didn't take you for the kind of guy to get overwhelmed.

[He says, making it worse by pressing his thumbs into the soft bit of Akechi's inner thigh, tilting his chest forward to place kisses on his exposed stomach and chest where he can reach.]

That was hot, though. You sounded incredible. I could listen to you forever.