[ Being so chided makes Keita laugh quietly, although the sound stutters when the rise and fall of his chest makes the toy shift and sends a fresh jolt of pleasure through his body. ]

I think I told you, [ Keita manages, relatively steady although his voice does waver in places. ] I don't have much experience with... toys.

[ He pauses to draw a breath, then exhales slowly, ending on a low moan as heat flushes through him. If this is how toys feel, well, Keita is beginning to understand why people seem so enthusiastic about them in this place. ]

But it feels good... it feels—warm, a little. And tingling.

[ To say nothing of the little twitches of stronger pleasure that keep running through him, but surely Aak can see those on his own. ]