[ That arm pulls away from his chest, and Gen's canine ears briefly flick back. Too bad, he thinks vaguely at the back of his mind. That contact and pressure felt kind of nice, he wouldn't have minded if it stayed there. ]

Hmm? What'sat?

[ D doesn't clarify what he means by that, but like hell Gen's just going to let it slide without comment. The sleazy grin he's already wearing just creeps a notch wider, and he makes up for D's withdrawn arm by resting his own arm against D's shoulder to lean against him.

-- and at this point, D might notice that, even now when the ruse is up, that flush of heat he's feeling sympathetically through Gen hasn't abated in the slightest. It's accompanied by a slightly heady sensation, similar to but not quite like being inebriated. An antsy, restless feeling that tingles down the spine and lingers low in the pit of his stomach.

His pupils are just a little blown, D might notice, when Gen leans in so close that they're almost nose to nose. ]

You're feeling that hungry for attention from me? Didn't know you were feeling so lonely. That's kinda cute.