[ To say that Akashi's knees go weak is honestly an understatement; it's more like the only thing that that stops him from buckling entirely is sheer last-minute force of will kicking him and absolutely refusing to allow himself to literally get tripped up in front of somebody he's just met. Even worse is the fact that he lets out this stupidly breathy sound at the touch, something that's just a little too close to a moan for his tastes — it feels like he might lose at his own game, and if there's one thing that Akashi is fundamentally incompatible with, it's the idea of losing.
Once he's regained enough composure to look up, he gives Mayuzumi his best attempt at a self-assured smirk, although he might have to bite a bit at the inside of his lip to make the expression come out mostly right and attempt to slide his wrist out of Mayuzumi's hold with as much subtlety as he can manage. ]
It... certainly is a sensation that needs to be felt to be understood.
[ Akashi feels like it should be taken as quite impressive, the fact that he managed to deliver that full sentence smoothly, because his heart is still going a mile a minute and he can practically feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins. It'd be dangerous to get hooked on this feeling, but very much tempting, and —
Maybe he should find a way to secure the name on his wrist more carefully. He really doesn't want Mayuzumi using this against him at inopportune moments, when grabbing somebody by the wrist is so much more innocuous than him just kind of... reaching in between Mayuzumi's legs and touching his thigh, which looks just as blatant as just going straight for his dick to begin with. Speaking of which, seeing as his hands are in the general vicinity, Akashi chances upon "accidentally" wandering a bit, moving down Mayuzumi's leg a bit as a totally blatant decoy before honing in on Mayuzumi's crotch in a way that has to be completely deliberate, given the fact that he doesn't just touch but strokes. ]
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Once he's regained enough composure to look up, he gives Mayuzumi his best attempt at a self-assured smirk, although he might have to bite a bit at the inside of his lip to make the expression come out mostly right and attempt to slide his wrist out of Mayuzumi's hold with as much subtlety as he can manage. ]
It... certainly is a sensation that needs to be felt to be understood.
[ Akashi feels like it should be taken as quite impressive, the fact that he managed to deliver that full sentence smoothly, because his heart is still going a mile a minute and he can practically feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins. It'd be dangerous to get hooked on this feeling, but very much tempting, and —
Maybe he should find a way to secure the name on his wrist more carefully. He really doesn't want Mayuzumi using this against him at inopportune moments, when grabbing somebody by the wrist is so much more innocuous than him just kind of... reaching in between Mayuzumi's legs and touching his thigh, which looks just as blatant as just going straight for his dick to begin with. Speaking of which, seeing as his hands are in the general vicinity, Akashi chances upon "accidentally" wandering a bit, moving down Mayuzumi's leg a bit as a totally blatant decoy before honing in on Mayuzumi's crotch in a way that has to be completely deliberate, given the fact that he doesn't just touch but strokes. ]