Itto isn't sure if he's ever been a man to fall fast into feelings for anyone, honestly up until now he's never really even thought of relationships of any kinda. He's normally a man of the here and now and just goes with the flow but something about the way Sizhui says he will keep him as he does a sinfully pleasurable twist of his wrist has him craving it. Maybe it's some kink he didn't know he had but he likes the idea of being kept and a deep almost feral sounding growl escapes his throat. He's never made a sound like that before. "Please, keep me." He calls out.

The tug on his collar really is something he's finding he likes. Sizhui's touches in general are just surprising him left and right. When he suggests teaching, Itto lights up and pulls Sizhui against him as he moves and lays down across the seat, mindful of their DTFS. "So you're gonna straddle me now right? Am I going to get to taste you too?"