Akihiro doesn't pause except to admire the view when Mitsuki whines and blushes - he's had plenty of vocal, easily embarrassed partners and he doesn't find the reaction strange - but he does when Mitsuki tenses and gasps. He freezes for half a heartbeat and only kind of unwinds when Mitsuki relaxes his grip, but the insistence that he's fine is taken at face value. If he says it and otherwise acts it, Akihiro will believe it. (Maybe, selfishly, because that's what he wants to believe.)
Still, even though Akihiro doesn't slow down, he does elect to come at the issue a little bit sideways. He leaves his hands at Maitsuki's waist so that he can drag open the zipper slide his hand between the layers of fabric. He's not trying to tease, exactly, but his touches are slow and deliberate as gently kneads Miatsuki's cock through his boxers.
Akihiro isn't content to stay still himself, however. With their kiss finally broken he takes the opportunity to slide himself down, pressing soft kisses and sharp nips to Mitsuki's throat, chest, and stomach all the way.
it's cool, it happens!
Still, even though Akihiro doesn't slow down, he does elect to come at the issue a little bit sideways. He leaves his hands at Maitsuki's waist so that he can drag open the zipper slide his hand between the layers of fabric. He's not trying to tease, exactly, but his touches are slow and deliberate as gently kneads Miatsuki's cock through his boxers.
Akihiro isn't content to stay still himself, however. With their kiss finally broken he takes the opportunity to slide himself down, pressing soft kisses and sharp nips to Mitsuki's throat, chest, and stomach all the way.