Hmmmm. [Micchi's pleased hum is accompanied by yet more smiling; it would be difficult for most people to accept being in a position they'd always wanted, but Micchi is bright and he can adapt very quickly. He'd rather enjoy the moment and not dwell on how it came to be. Especially when that involves emotional confessions.
Micchi lifts his hands away again as niisan explores his torso. But not too far; just far enough that when he's asked what he wants done to him he's able to place his hands on Takatora's belt instead and lightly grind down on Takatora's crotch.]
What you want to do to me, niisan.
[He flicks his eyes up to the bedside where the lube and condoms sit undisturbed, just in case niisan needs reminding.]
no subject
Micchi lifts his hands away again as niisan explores his torso. But not too far; just far enough that when he's asked what he wants done to him he's able to place his hands on Takatora's belt instead and lightly grind down on Takatora's crotch.]
What you want to do to me, niisan.
[He flicks his eyes up to the bedside where the lube and condoms sit undisturbed, just in case niisan needs reminding.]