<sub>[ Aoba is getting really bold, isn't he? The snap of the thong definitely earns a twitch to make his spine and shoulders shift. He feels a rush of heat to his cheeks as Aoba continues to get handsy, giving him light affection over the front of his body. The thong is definitely damp from pre-cum and sweat already, so he's a little embarrassed when Aoba touches him there without much warning. It really takes nothing for him to feel so much arousal— his dick is definitely stiff and hard when Aoba fondles him.

He releases a slight but pleading whine when Aoba's hands rub up towards his navel, not exactly wanting that pressure to leave where it was at just yet. ]</sub>

A-ah, more than you probably realize!
_{[ He would offer to take it off, but he's wondering what Aoba will do next.
Slowly, he puts the back of his palm to his temple, resting it there and over his bold eyebrows. His voice is dramatic, but he sounds slightly hoarse. ]}

Oh, I yearn for freedom out of this sequin prison around my body! Surely, then, you will release me from it, hah?
_{[ Must he be like this right now? ]}