[That's all he wants. All he's ever wanted. Nothing else mattered in this moment, and Eichi hums loudly, excitedly, and continues what he was doing, sliding the belt from the loops and flicking it as if it were a whip before dropping it on the floor. He begins to undo his pants then, grinning wickedly as he pushes himself up between Fox's legs and pushes his chest against Fox's fingers.

He remembers for a moment that... has he ever kissed Fox? He can't think of any time he has, but now is the time to fix that, his mouth opening and his silver forked tongue lolling out in a vulgar display as he goes in for Fox's mouth, wanting a taste.]