[The pupils dilate at the sight of the small pack Akira provide from within his pocket. Then, with a quiet and amused scoff he shakes his head, gripping Akira's jaw with his fingers.]

I take you for shameless, insatiable pervert. Who knows maybe you were planning this all along. [He sneers, rocking his hips in rhythm to match the each punctuation of his word. Trying to coax those wonderful sounds again from him.

With his free hand, Goro begins to unfasten his own belt and undo his trousers.]

Do you want to do the honors?