I want you. [It's an easy thing to admit, even as breathless as he is. One hand finds its way to rest atop Pinocchio's metal hand, tracing the details of his fingers. He can't pull his gaze away.]

I've wanted you since the day we met. [It's not a lie. His interest was casual, patient and not fully fledged, but it was still there.] I've been trying to catch you for so long. I wish-- I could have been the one to teach you.

[After all, Pinocchio arrived so naive, so untouched. Akechi isn't particularly into virgins, but something about being the first to lay claim on him was... enthralling. But now that chance is gone.]

...Show me what you've learned.