[Scott not realizing that body worship is a big turn on for Akira. . .]
[Akira laughs at the tease, hooking his chin across Scott's newly exposed shoulder to make it easier for the mutant to meet his gaze. his eyes-- for once not shielded by the lenses of his glasses-- are dark at the irises, curtained by the curled bangs of the wig the costume department thrust upon him. it's a shame he isn't wearing any makeup; red lips would probably complete the look perfectly]
99% you. 1% costume.
[he wasn't lying when he said the fit looked good on Scott!]
Does this mean you wanna. . . ?
[he may not finish that question, but he doesn't have to with the way his hands finally tug the sleeves of the jumpsuit down Scott's arms. as with Scott's back, Akira's palms lingers across the curves of biceps and triceps, admiring the cut of the mutant's body and everything his training has done for him in this department]
no subject
[Akira laughs at the tease, hooking his chin across Scott's newly exposed shoulder to make it easier for the mutant to meet his gaze. his eyes-- for once not shielded by the lenses of his glasses-- are dark at the irises, curtained by the curled bangs of the wig the costume department thrust upon him. it's a shame he isn't wearing any makeup; red lips would probably complete the look perfectly]
99% you. 1% costume.
[he wasn't lying when he said the fit looked good on Scott!]
Does this mean you wanna. . . ?
[he may not finish that question, but he doesn't have to with the way his hands finally tug the sleeves of the jumpsuit down Scott's arms. as with Scott's back, Akira's palms lingers across the curves of biceps and triceps, admiring the cut of the mutant's body and everything his training has done for him in this department]
. . . 'cause if you do, then--
[Akira is on board]