[ It is incredibly hard to concentrate on words when Hiyori is doing that. He twists and turns a little, his hips hitching as he tries to grind. It's so different from when he touches himself. Something he already knew intellectually, but feeling it was another thing entirely. His face flushes hot and he resists the urge to cover his eyes with his arm. He's not about to make himself look like even more of a blushing virgin then he already is. ]

You - really know how to be irritating-

[ He twists his head to look at Hiyori as he leans in. His nipples are hard and aching, his cock is sending pulses of pleasure and heat straight through him and Hiyori has only been working on him for a few minutes. Awkward. ]

...you can just say fucking me, if you want. I'm not gonna get offended by it.

[ There's a shaky laugh from him and the ridiculousness of it makes him want to giggle again. ]

Y-you make it sound so romantic.