"Now you're the impatient one, byon." Ken seems delighted by this reversal, and not simply because it gives him something to tease Chikusa about. It takes a lot to make Chikusa impatient and demanding - and all it's taken is Ken. Nothing could be more satisfying.

He'd had to let go of Chikusa's cock when the other boy turned around, and he supposes it's just as well, because he's going to need two hands to prep him. (Dry fucking is something they've tried, once - but not even Ken had enjoyed it, and Chikusa had developed enough of a strong opinion on it that they've never done it since.) Ken's uncapped the lube and is about to spread it on his fingers when he notes that those fingers are still red with blood, and there he pauses for a moment, considering.

Whether he's conscious of the health hazards, whether he's considerate of Chikusa's more fastidious sensibilities, or whether he's possessively unwilling to put anything of someone else inside his Kakipi, it's hard to say. But either way, after a few moments' consideration, he shoves three fingers into his own mouth, sucking the blood off them.

For Ken, this is surprisingly hygenic.