[ Akira's newly acquired biology was an interesting thing. At the sense of a threat, he could feel the impulsive desire to release the demon form that he suppresses with his control. At the prospect of a fight or sex, he found it harder to hold it back as demons were attracted to both sex and violence. As Megumi comes to his senses, Akira can feel that intensity to transform subside and his body visibly slouches to relax. His grip loosens and he exhales a hot breath. He feels so turned on too; the brunette might also want to be left alone for a few hours.
He treats all of this as if Megumi were sick because in a way he is and slowly he slides off of the bed. If Megumi decides to look, he might see a bump of Akira's excitement nestled in the front of the dark sweatpants he is wearing. ]
.. I won't.
[ Maybe he will just a little bit, but he decides that after he says he won't. ]
Hold on, okay?
[ The older teenager slowly makes his leave and when he emerges back into the bedroom, he supplies Megumi with tissues and some lube. He imagines he's probably getting dehydrated too, so he settles a glass of water nearby, trying to wrestle with his own heated desires as well. This is the last moment for him to change his mind, especially when he has everything and supplies ready to go. Akira swallows thickly and gives Megumi one more glance as he heads towards the door. ]
Feel better..
[ He doesn't know what else to say in this instance other than that. ]
Um. Have fun. Sorry I can't do this with you, but it isn't right.
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He treats all of this as if Megumi were sick because in a way he is and slowly he slides off of the bed. If Megumi decides to look, he might see a bump of Akira's excitement nestled in the front of the dark sweatpants he is wearing. ]
.. I won't.
[ Maybe he will just a little bit, but he decides that after he says he won't. ]
Hold on, okay?
[ The older teenager slowly makes his leave and when he emerges back into the bedroom, he supplies Megumi with tissues and some lube. He imagines he's probably getting dehydrated too, so he settles a glass of water nearby, trying to wrestle with his own heated desires as well. This is the last moment for him to change his mind, especially when he has everything and supplies ready to go. Akira swallows thickly and gives Megumi one more glance as he heads towards the door. ]
Feel better..
[ He doesn't know what else to say in this instance other than that. ]
Um. Have fun. Sorry I can't do this with you, but it isn't right.