[The boxer practically purrs out a delighted sound, enjoying the friction between them and the way that Nanami starts to get handsy. He can practically feel the need roll off the man’s body. It made him wonder more about the other. Their wants and needs. Why they seemed to be holding back and denying themselves such things.

Wriothesley smiles lazily and lifts the mug to his lips to sip at it. He doesn’t pull away just like how Nanami seems to refuse to put distance between them. A tongue peaks out to licks his lips, enjoying the taste of the tea that lingers on them. Part of it is just show for the other.]

If I have a problem then I’ll voice it. There’s no point in the what ifs and the maybes. [He merely presses himself closer.]

You won’t know if I’ll want to continue if you don’t even try first. Hmm? Right now I’m a willing man. [He doesn’t actually know what’s to come, but there’s excitement there in itself. The thrum of power he feels from the other is something exhilarating. With how Nanami seems to hold tightly onto control and restraint, he wants to break it all down. He wants to see the other let go. Wriothesley wants it enough that he would consider it a need.]

You’re being awfully cute, you know. [Nanami’s words make him think the other cares about his well-being. A strange thought since he doesn’t think that can be. Why would they care so much for him of all people?] The little kiss and wanting to treat me so well. Aren’t you sweet. I happen to be fond of sweets.

[Wriothesley can’t help but keep playing.]