Should I tell you?

[If he wasn't allowed to touch, then he could at least use his words like a caress, to help the young priest along with his task. It hadn't escaped his notice how he had reacted to Mukuro drawing closer or to his words. For all of the young priest's shallow efforts to try to push him away, he was still doing as Mukuro wanted and still kept reaching back out to him.]

You have a beautiful build, priest. All slim and smooth lines, it's a shame you have to hide it under such a shapeless garment most days.

[Mukuro leaned back with a small sigh, though his eyes burned trails along the column of Chikusa Kakimoto's neck, his rib cage, his thighs.]

Your neck is especially tantalizing. I want to see how red you can flush, and how far down that blush of yours can go.

[He let his fingers dig into the sheets, aching to touch.]

Though what I enjoy best is your face, Chikusa Kakimoto. Even though you try to hide your expressions, when you do allow yourself to show emotion, it's hypnotizing. I like how your dark eyes catch the light, how your dark hair contrasts with your pale skin...

[He paused, canting his head to the side, smirking.]

I could, of course, tell you what a pretty cock you have if you're so inclined.