"Have you ever thought about death?"
"Rarely. Why would YOU be thinking about such stuff right now? Don't tell me the sex was so bad it gave you suicidal thoughts."
"Dummy!", Eriko slapped his shoulder, "It's not like that and you know it!"
"That's true. I doubt you could fake such pleasure. I'm the actor here.", Daisuke's lips curled up in a smug grin. As a result, he received yet another slap, this time on his naked chest. "I'm beginning to think you have something against my very manly chest.", Daisuke flexed proudly, "Your hands are constantly there."
Eriko chuckled, "I wouldn't call it manly. More like comfortably soft with attractive provocative nipples.", She circled one of them with her finger, followed by her tongue.
Daisuke didn't hide how good that felt. "Hey, that's a compliment better fit for female breasts!", He faked a frown.
"Yours are bigger than mine!" Eriko exclaimed.
Both burst into laughter. If it weren't for all the extra complications, they probably would have made a perfect couple.
"Regarding death", Daisuke revisited the previous subject, "I don't think it's that scary. In any case, it's gonna happen sooner or later. The only thing I'm worried about…", He thought long and deep, before answering, "is it might catch me in a moment of inconvenience."
"During sex?", Eriko suggested the first thing that came to mind.
"During recordings for a BL anime."
They burst out laughing yet again. Eriko's poor smitten heart - its fate was not easy at all.