[ Since Aak succeeded, Tomura doesn't begrudge him a little boasting, but he wouldn't be doing his "job" if he skipped past the evaluation; it's also not unlikely that he feels more invested in improving Aak's gameplay than in pushing forward with the main event. As testament, his participation feels somewhat begrudging—not exactly like pulling teeth, just dispassionate in a way that clashes with the base premise of a porno—but even so, there's a casual approach to the way he handles Aak and vice versa that feels, if nothing else, laid-back, comfortable.
All things considered, the little kiss is pretty sweet. Tomura has no clue if Aak is normally like this or if he's playing it up for the camera, but either way, the small gesture gets his attention. Although it's placed in a sensitive spot, it's not quite fervent enough to elicit a physical response, merely granting a brushing touch, the tickle of fur, and a puff of warm breath; despite that, it's not bad at all. Maybe it's even a little cute, coming from someone usually as demanding as Aak.
Even if it's somewhat ruined by the corny follow-up line. It amuses Tomura enough to earn a quiet scoff and a slight eye-roll, but fine—he'll be generous enough not to make Aak carry the burden of the porno alone. He did sign up for this... ]
Wo-ow. What a bad habit. You should really take care of that before you go pro. [ It's a tease of his own volition, stained with the sarcastic exaggeration of an "actor" holding his role at an arms-length. ] But if this is what it takes to keep you focused, I guess I agreed.
[ It's simple to close in, enveloping Aak's smaller frame with his own. One of his hands travels up, dragging over Aak's clothed torso, until it reaches the other's neck—not choking, just using the hold to press Aak back against himself, his middle finger just barely not making contact. He leans in, slightly tilting his head so that his mouth brushes against those feline ears when he speaks. ]
Gonna walk me through it? Tell me where you like to be touched.
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All things considered, the little kiss is pretty sweet. Tomura has no clue if Aak is normally like this or if he's playing it up for the camera, but either way, the small gesture gets his attention. Although it's placed in a sensitive spot, it's not quite fervent enough to elicit a physical response, merely granting a brushing touch, the tickle of fur, and a puff of warm breath; despite that, it's not bad at all. Maybe it's even a little cute, coming from someone usually as demanding as Aak.
Even if it's somewhat ruined by the corny follow-up line. It amuses Tomura enough to earn a quiet scoff and a slight eye-roll, but fine—he'll be generous enough not to make Aak carry the burden of the porno alone. He did sign up for this... ]
Wo-ow. What a bad habit. You should really take care of that before you go pro. [ It's a tease of his own volition, stained with the sarcastic exaggeration of an "actor" holding his role at an arms-length. ] But if this is what it takes to keep you focused, I guess I agreed.
[ It's simple to close in, enveloping Aak's smaller frame with his own. One of his hands travels up, dragging over Aak's clothed torso, until it reaches the other's neck—not choking, just using the hold to press Aak back against himself, his middle finger just barely not making contact. He leans in, slightly tilting his head so that his mouth brushes against those feline ears when he speaks. ]
Gonna walk me through it? Tell me where you like to be touched.