Even if they were watching Ankh wouldn't care, as long as Eiji's focus stayed where it should. The smile turns more honest as he's reeled in, inhaling the scent of the other man before he pulls back from the kiss to start kissing Eiji down his chin, the hand in the other man's hair drifting down to cup his ass, giving that a squeeze once his hands there.

That this gives Eiji a chance to start working on their clothes is a bonus, but he does want to see what the dark haired man does when in the lead.