You should have put one on me when you had the chance.

[ He can tell Mori is getting impatient, and the temptation to keep dragging this out is absolutely there. But at the end of the day, he wants him. Badly. And he doesn't want to wait any longer than necessary.

He nibbles at his earlobe, his hand moving to his chest so he can pinch his nipple while his other moves to the front of his pants, cupping him through his pants, palm grinding against him ]

You're really pretty like this, Mori.

[ And look. He's making it a point to repeat his name, saying it properly and with no added insults with it ]