[The amusement in his eyes can't be hidden. He loved every second of Yoimiya staring into his eyes and he can't wait for more opportunities to get her to lose herself in them again. When she pulls out of it, he can't help but laugh- it's one thing to know she thought he was good looking, but it's another to hear it out loud like that. Plus, she's pretty cute when she's all fired up and competitive. He definitely likes it.

And he's not afraid to show it, in the form of egging her on by taunting her, to drive her to want to beat him so badly that she can taste it, literally.]

What do you mean? It's your fault you allowed yourself to be so distracted.

[He says as she's already taking revenge on him. He glances over at just the wrong time in the middle of shoving the last of his side dishes down his throat, to watch her lick up her arm in a way that makes him stutter and feel his pants get a little tighter than they were a moment ago. Fuck, that tongue of hers will be the end of him, he swears. His barbarian brain wants to do anything to make sure it fits around his dick perfectly, and he has to stop for a second to recollect himself. Talk about unfair...]

Use every trick in the book why don't you! I won't let you beat me, Yoimiya!

[This is the home stretch. He's got to just finish his meat off and it's about done cooking. But she's almost done too...!]