[Elan rummages around until he finds something, and yep, Hiyori knew it. Elan-kun was prepared. Prepared to seduce him, that is! Though it's possible he keeps lube in here just to work himself open, pressing fingers behind himself and resting an arm on the shower wall for support, his teeth sunk into his lower lip and his cheeks flushed with pleasure.

It doesn't seem like there will be any fingering happening first this time, though. Instead of passing the bottle over, Elan squirts some into his own hand and reaches for Hiyori's cock, slicking it up without any further ado. Hiyori gasps at the sensation, his hips jerking and his mind gone blank—it isn't lost on him that they're not using condoms, which means he'll be pressing into Elan's slick, tight heat completely bare...

If he goes along with this. He could tell Elan it's best to be safe, as his senpai who introduced him to the world of sex!

But is it a big deal...? He doubts Elan gets around enough to have a disease, and he certainly doesn't have one. And whatever resistance he might have to the idea is quickly melting away beneath the warm shower spray and the warm, slick strokes of Elan's hand. Hiyori lets out a soft noise, breathing raggedly for a moment in lieu of answering.]

You really are a sly one.

[His hands hold Elan's waist lightly while his gaze drifts down to Elan's lower body. In a heated tone, he murmurs:]

You said you want to make a mess. So I'm sure Elan-kun won't complain if I make a mess a~ll over his lower back.

[It's a tease, and the closest he'll come to dirty talk. But it's also a way to address the lack of condoms without actually mentioning them.]