[Hyenadog]

Mitsuo sighed as Rowen came back for him, expecting him to slow down his pace so he could keep up. So he was surprised when he was scooped up into his arms. He turned bright red, shifting to hide his face as he was carried. He didn't like being treated like this...it always felt so awkward, rather than sweet.

He sighed when he was set down, face still tinted red...he kept behind Rowen as he opened the door, looking past him when he spoke.
"Shithole? Bigger and nicer than my apartment." He said, looking around a bit. Though, he still followed Rowen into the kitchen.

He made a small noise when he was pulled close, letting the other feel his trapped arousal. "As much as I'd like to experiment...I'd prefer somewhere more comfortable." He said, shaking his head. "And I just cant mix food prep with sex." He said, making a face. Sure he could see bringing food into sex, but he didn't want to think about how he was fucked on a counter while watching food being prepped there.

It's just not sanitary.