Denji groans, thighs quivering as he feels a coiling of something similar to arousal twist in his belly. But it's not like the normal hot carnal arousal he usually feels—it makes him feel crazy. Overwhelmed, even. Denji reaches a hand down to give his cock a quelling squeeze, but he still doesn't do much besides a slow stroke or two, not wanting to cum yet.

Fuck it, he's already come this far—and his inhibitions are loosening by the second. Feeling a bit too warm and too sweaty, aware that Shidou's eyes are on him as he eats Denji out—but still, Denji lets go of his cock to go ahead and squirm out of his shirt. Plus, Shidou really is spoiling Denji—Denji doesn't have any particular interest in sucking dick or having penetrative sex (so far...), but Denji really feels he now owes the eye candy Shidou expressed he wanted earlier.

Denji doesn't know how to ask for it, though—asking for this was embarrassing enough. But the pliant, pointed prob of Shidou's tongue penetrating Denji here and there makes him feel hungry for more of that feeling.

"...Y'...y'can try a finger..."

Denji just hopes he's softened up enough, but he's so horny he's kind of passing rationale away.

"Hate how good this feels, fuckk..."