While Akutagawa preferred to think himself above things like this, it was simply biological. Here, it also happened to be a requirement. Being unable to find his previous Dominant, he has no choice but to be with someone else. It's easier to be with a stranger than it would be to be with someone he knew, though he isn't quite sure why that's the case. He has a lack of emotion in all senses, doesn't he, so why would this feel simpler than anything else?

It doesn't matter, he decides, when the hand wraps around his dick. The glove is a weird sensation compared to how One's bare hand felt, but it works for now and he grinds into it. When the tongue licks his tip, he gasps softly. It's much easier to feel how much his body had needed this now that it was happening. Now that he could quit pretending he was above this all.

It's been months, if not over a year, since he's had contact like this, and he feels as awkward as he did back then. Not sure where to put his hands, they rest strangely at his side for now, balling into fists the more he's teased and taunted.