Eiji looks good smirking, as long as it's like this with a good plot and not tricking Ankh into something. His fingers feel even better, their light touch making him all the more aware of the attention the man was paying. For as impatient as Ankh himself could be with undressing most days, there really was something in how Eiji did it, the almost ritual he made out of it with both him and Hina, even as he kept things playful.

Ankh lets go of the other man long enough to take the button-down off as well as Eiji's scarf, before giving him another brief kiss on the mouth. His hands grab the bottom of the dark haired human's poncho, ready to quickly pull it off even if it means Eiji does have to stop touching him for a moment.