[Elan's getting more desperate, more noisy, grinding himself against Hiyori. Hiyori can feel the shape of him clearly and it strokes his own desires. He wants to be satisfied, but he also wants to feel Elan more: touch him, feel it press against him without any clothes in the way, maybe get a taste of him just like he's doing now, his tongue lashing out against Elan's chest and his teeth scraping ever-so-lightly.

He's expecting more of that grinding but he wasn't expecting Elan to reach for his chest. That's what he does, finding a nipple to pinch, and Hiyori hitches his breath, drawing back with wet lips and flushed cheeks.]

Ha...

[He breathes out audibly, shifting his hips for some friction, his own (mostly) clothed cock rubbing against Elan's own leg. Should they keep touching each other, keep moving together, driving each other crazier, or should they switch to one person doing the "giving" and the other the receiving? He had an idea for what to do next, but maybe he'll just ask.]

Say, Elan-kun...

[He shifts his thigh again, looking at the other boy through dark eyes.]

What is it you want most in the world? You have me with you, so don't be afraid to show as much greed as you want~♪