[He closes his lips around a nipple, one hand splayed across Elan's stomach, the other dragging up and down his cock. Fast but not too fast. He wants to make Elan feel good, of course, but he doesn't want this to be over with too soon. Unless Elan-kun could go again? He did go twice last time...

But while Hiyori's thinking about such things, Elan tries to get his attention. His eyes blink open and he glances up. Their eyes lock, Elan blushes a lovely red color, and then he asks for something a little more.

Hiyori would be lying if he said it didn't excite him. Those words are molten heat in his veins, between his legs, cock giving a throb. He wants it too, of course. He's just a little unsure how to proceed. But he smiles rather than show any misgivings.]

Elan-kun's a little greedy. Not that that's a problem, of course. It makes you cute, rather ♪

[He smirks, his words laced with heat, purposefully rubbing his fingers over the slick head of Elan's cock. He removes his hand afterwards and spreads them, showing the clear stickiness. But they're obviously not as well-lubricated as they would be if he was using—well—lube.]

I'm guessing you don't have anything with you, though. Ours was an unexpected encounter, after all.