[ Elan sits up a little with a slow blink as Hiyori pulls back to explain. He turns to look at him and then - oh. There he goes. Hiyori leans in and there's that slow, gentle caress. He'd be lying if he said it didn't set off something in him. A bit of a racing heart, a bit of heat in his cheeks. But he laughs and reaches up to drag fingers into Hiyori's hair. ]

Considering where we've been... and what we've done... I don't know if I can say it has the same effect on me as it would someone else.

[ His lips turn up in a bit of a smirk. ]

You're lucky I don't get jealous. Otherwise I'd be thinking about you doing this with someone else - even as an act - and I'd get all hot and bothered about it.