[He does have control over it. Both of them do. It can't happen again if they stop. Akira's fingers dig into the fabric of his shirt, which he makes no move to put on. He's still very much aroused, but he can take care of it himself, and he should. But he wont. There's no verbal answer to Noiz's question; Akira drops his shirt back on the floor and unfastens his pants, even as that tendril of guilt climbs further up from the pit his stomach. It's fine. Because he won't scream.]
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