[Hiyori takes a moment to just admire him like this. Normally he's no bully who enjoys making people cry, but those are more like tears of bliss, aren't they? And maybe some part of him is just glad to have made anyone feel so strongly. But, of course, Elan-kun is special, and making him feel good is specially satisfying.

He draws back with a smile and a singsonged retort.]

Unfairly cute, you mean? ♪

[Though he could say that about Elan, too. Elan-kun is plenty cute.

He doesn't expect anything from Elan right away, who seems busy catching his breath. Hiyori would be happy to lie here peppering his face with kisses, watching him come down from orgasm, and teasing him lightly with his words. But there's the minor issue where his hands aren't clean, and he should probably fix that. So, regrettably, he'll hoist himself up by the elbows and get up from the futon, though not without some cheerful parting words.]

Be right back!

[And then he pivots on his heel, off to go find a sink. Fortunately even the small rooms here have their own small bathrooms. Less fortunately, he's still horribly hard, his lower body steadily thrumming with heat, and walking around like that is a tad awkward. It's fine, though. He can live with it!

And after disappearing for just long enough, he returns, padding over to the futon again and flopping back down next to Elan. He reaches for the other boy's face immediately, brushing a strand of hair aside with his now-clean hand.]

Alright, that's taken care of. Hopefully you didn't miss me too much ♪