[Nope. No complaints here. He spreads his legs willingly, even pushing his robe helpfully out of the way, though he is still wearing underwear. Underwear that's tented at the front and riding up his pale thighs, leaving Elan plenty of room to sink his teeth in. Hiyori inhales sharply as he does so, though it's more of a nip than a true bite. Still, it's obvious what this is a prelude too.
He won't discourage it. Even if it's unwise. No one will notice, he figures; it'll be their secret. And so he slips one of his hands into Elan's hair, encouraging his attention there.
Or elsewhere down there, of course. That would be fine too. But he can be patient!]
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He won't discourage it. Even if it's unwise. No one will notice, he figures; it'll be their secret. And so he slips one of his hands into Elan's hair, encouraging his attention there.
Or elsewhere down there, of course. That would be fine too. But he can be patient!]