Akihiro makes it easy to relax. Mitsuki may never have done this before but Akihiro's not applying any pressure. It's easy, even kind of playful. Mitsuki can get behind that kind of mood one hundred percent.

He laughs when Akihiro kisses his wrist then turns his hand in his grip to put it on the side of Akihiro's face. Admiring Akihiro hasn't gotten old in the least but they had some momentum when they came in here. He'd like to get that back and the conversation seems to have subsided, leaving room for other options. Mitsuki lifts up a little to kiss him again, his smile relaxing.