[ Togami is naturally wearing his classic, sleek black underwear, tailor-made to fit his body perfectly. If Leon can spare the time to look at it instead of looking at Togami's face, he may notice it has Togami's family crest on it, which is a little weird. The fact that in this situation, Togami is more self-conscious of his hard-on getting bigger and harder in Leon's hand than of his ridiculous underwear says some things about him.
He's even more conscious of Leon's gaze meeting his, though. He can't bring himself to break the eye contact now. It's a matter of pride. But as hard as he fights, his face is still flushed and open compared to the tight mask it usually is. And focusing so much on his facial expression means he's not paying as much attention to controlling his hips, so it can't be helped that he subconsciously lifts them, pressing into Leon's touch. ]
That's—true...
[ But he can like something without being embarrassing about it. Right? In theory? ]
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He's even more conscious of Leon's gaze meeting his, though. He can't bring himself to break the eye contact now. It's a matter of pride. But as hard as he fights, his face is still flushed and open compared to the tight mask it usually is. And focusing so much on his facial expression means he's not paying as much attention to controlling his hips, so it can't be helped that he subconsciously lifts them, pressing into Leon's touch. ]
That's—true...
[ But he can like something without being embarrassing about it. Right? In theory? ]