Shut up.

[Akechi says like he himself has been quiet for longer than two seconds this entire encounter.]

I'm more than capable of taking your thoughtlessly huge dick. [And to prove his point, Akechi rolls his hips forward, rocking against Ren's hand, against his cock, whimpering at the pleasure that jolts through his body but stubbornly refusing to back down, just like always. This is just another challenge between them, another game, and Akechi plans on meeting Ren toe-to-toe for it, even if it means cumming his brains out on the other's dick later.

But for all of his complaints and his desperate attempts at keeping it together, maybe it's a surprise the way he draws Ren's mouth away from his neck, drawing the other up just enough that Akechi can kiss him properly. It's messy and they taste like one another and it's a touch more clumsy with the way their bodies are already moving, but he kisses Ren like he needs him to live, like he wants to slice open his own body and let the other boy settle inside his ribcage.]

C'mon - [and he's whining, but there's a soft little hint of affection there too.] Fuck me before I kick you out and finish the job myself.