Don't worry. If I end up taking your life tonight I will give you a proper burial and promise to mourn for your dick at least a week. [The words are spoken to Akira's hairline, lips pressing idle kisses on his forehead. Then, he sits up, hips hovering on top of the other's thighs. His expression shifts a little, to more demanding one as he watches down at Akira.]

Hands off from now on.