He almost manages to tell the other man his words are duly noted, especially about the rapidly declining need for underwear, but there are distracting fingers dipping past the elastic of his boxers. His arousal surges aggressively, the hardness of his t-dick pressing needy against Yussa's hand on its search for the hot entrance to his body. Both his hands reach up to rest against the other man's shoulders, fingertips squeezing as though he's trying to steady himself.

"Oh," he murmurs, barely a whisper against the elf's lips as finger tips finally brush against the wetness of his pussy. There's no secret about how turned on Tyler is, how much he's enjoying the other man's attention like this.