And now Inori is on top of Tōkan and doing his best to make sure he can't breathe.

Tōkan laughs and pushes him away a bit. "What's this for?"

"You're so hot," he says, and he's not in heat, he knows he's not, but he can pretend, he's not wholly sure why but he currently feels unreasonably attracted to his boyfriend and Tōkan said he had free access, right? So he's using it.

Honestly, fair enough, Tōkan will stop getting in Inori's way here.

So Inori can get rid of Tōkan's shirt as well as his own for fewer barriers to snogging. What part of the snogging are shirts a barrier to? The part where skin contact good.

Trousers are more difficult to deal with but on the other hand even while soft Tōkan's cock makes Inori go crazy so the barrier isn't that much of an issue.

Forceful, control-taking Inori is kind of a huge treat, and Tōkan finds himself quickly dissolving into helpless moans and heavy breathing.

Wait no this is wrong.

Inori pushes Tōkan to reposition so Tōkan will be on top and then turns around so that his back is to Tōkan's front.

Oh. Okay.

Tōkan reaches down between them to pull his cock up and out of his trousers and let the top of it rub against Inori's back because, well, Tōkan himself loves it when people do that to him so it follows that Inori will like it too, right?

Based on the little whimper, yeah.

But Inori seems to still be in a kind of control-taking mood because he's being pretty active, pressing his back and his ass against Tōkan, leaning his head back so Tōkan can better kiss his neck and shoulders...

...positioning the nape of his neck close to Tōkan's lips...

"...wait, hang on, time out."

Whimper?

This boy uses that face like a weapon.

"Inori-kun, it's very bad to use sex to make other people do what you want."

Squirm.

This is distracting. And Tōkan seems to be unable to find it in himself to lift his weight off Inori so that it'll be less distracting.

"If you wanna be paired this is something to talk about, not to get done in the heat of the moment."

"But I want you."

"Inori-kun, you're not fair, did you know that? It's like you love pushing all my buttons."

"...I do. I like it when you want me."

"I love you, Inori. And if it's up to me we'll pair and, and get married and have a family together—"

"Then bite me!!!!"

"—I want you to love me first!"

He pauses, then turns to look over his shoulder to the limit of his current constraints. "What does that mean?"

"You said you don't know if you love me. Fair enough. But I want to know. I don't—don't want to be with you if you'll never fall in love with me, that would be... too sad. For both of us."

Inori pushes Tōkan off of him and scoots over to a corner of the sofa, hugging his knees and glaring at Tōkan.

"How am I even meant to know?"

Welp, mood truly killed. He sticks his dick back in his pants and crosses his legs, turning to face Inori.

"You just... kinda do."

"I don't! I don't know these things people 'just kinda do' know, they're weird and confusing and make no sense and I don't know them."