[Akira had forgotten for a moment that Goro was likely wearing something sultry on his lower half, too. When he rocks forward, Akira's hands find his hips and he rocks back, nothing but the towel keeping him from being fully exposed. His hands climb upward and hook into the waist of Goro's sweats, and he can't quite keep his hips still.]
S'm'thing under here, too? [The question is breathless, dropped deep in his chest.]
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S'm'thing under here, too? [The question is breathless, dropped deep in his chest.]