Nitoh feels the urge to kiss Haruto's entire body, to taste him, and even to take the cock that now pulses into his hand. The thought had occurred to him before but it was never so tempting as it is right now. Even as he's caressed and teased, he wants to hear Haruto's voice cry out in orgasm.

But the question is pressing, and he slows the rolling motion of his hand as he thinks, as he feels lips on his neck. "I dunno..." he murmurs dreamily. "Prolly a while. I only figured it out when..." he doesn't want to think about that time, not here and now. But the silence hangs in the air, obvious. "Didn't want to push you right when you came back, y'know..." He nuzzles his nose into Haruto's hair shyly.

That subject is too hard, too much, why'd he bring it up right now? He speeds his hand on Haruto's cock to take both their minds away from it. "Want you to come... Wanna make you come..." he murmurs into his scalp.