Shigaraki would need to learn, and learn fast, that one of the things Dito prided himself on the most was the ability to read people with startling accuracy. He'd deduced from practically their first encounter that Shigaraki was a not a man who spent a lot of his time in the company of others, and even less time in intimate situations like this. Which was fine-- more than acceptable, in fact. If Dito hadn't suffered from the hypersexuality inherent in all Disciples he would probably have chosen very much the same sort of lifestyle. As it stood, it made it that much easier to catch the other man off guard, and Dito had to admit that Shigaraki caught off guard was surprisingly just as alluring as when he had complete control over the situation.

Still, the man managed to find ways to surprise him. Dito's body jolted as he felt a hand slide down his neck and back, slipping up between his legs to press against the most private part of him. Dito felt his cock throb deliciously beneath Shigaraki's questing fingers, and before he could rein himself in he threw his head back with a gasping moan.

"Auhhh-- hhhh..." His body arched, his hips bucking into that hand as his face became flushed with pleasure and need. Goosebumps spread all over his body, and he knew that Shigaraki was drinking it all in with those gorgeous ruby eyes of his. "Ah... hahahahaha..." Dito's laugh was breathless, almost approving. "God you're a fast learner. Guess it was too much to expect me to win this little flesh game that easily, huh?"

He flashed Shigaraki an indulgent grin, his teeth digging into his lower lip; lust making his pupils blown wide. "As much as I'd love to throw caution to the winds and let you absolutely ravage my body tonight, I get the feeling you don't exactly have anything in the way of protection, do you?"