If Shidou's noticed the pull tab, Denji's just grateful that Shidou hasn't commented on it. The relief is immediate, really highlighting how warm his body had really gotten, which...demonstrates how into this he is. Ugh.

"Y-yeah," Denji answers to Shidou's check in, not exactly sounding proud of it. Denji hisses through his teeth and his body jolts with the nip to his inner thigh, harmlessly (and not with too much force) shoving Shidou with a knock of his knee. He blinks when Shidou aptly points out he isn't used to feeling good, and it's... Damn. It's true.

"Huh... I guess you're right...?"

He blinks with a dumb sort of emptiness as the soft warmth of Shidou becomes flush against him, and a shudder of pleasure ripples through him with the kiss against his neck. It's intimate, even if it's carnal and horny, and it nourishes more than his lust. Which is fucking weird.

He tenses when he feels Shidou's finger, finding the sensation—strange, at first. Uncomfortable, but not painful. He winces an eye and clenches his pointed teeth as he braces, trying to will himself to relax, wondering if he jumped the gun and maybe got ahead of himself. The kisses down his clavicle and chest sort of calms him down—it feels so nice... When Shidou's finger deepens, it feels a little better—starts to feel kind of good, even, the stimulation around the rim and his walls. He's surprised to find he likes Shidou's mouth on his nipple.

Denji groans, body twisting somewhat under Shidou's spoiling, arching his hips up to press against Shidou's hand a little.

"F...feels kinda—weird..."