Young bears... There's a joke to be made somewhere with regards to the hairy muscle variety and how neither of them have the pecs for it, but Iroha's mind fizzled from Gen's shameless entry into applying friction to his cock.

"Keep that up and I'll be hard in no time." He half-mutters it, and it finally clicks into place that Gen had said going in dry earlier. The stuffed bear had not been hiding a convenient lube stash, alas.

Iroha pulls at the skimpy heart-covered thing on Gen's hip. Snap. That's a satisfying sound. A hot blossom of redness on his skin. Iroha's unsure of how the visual assessment of their performance will let them out of the maze, but he is certainly doing his part in making it look like he wants nothing more than to fuck. Is an erection in a pink kurugumi a turn-on or just weird? Please, he really hopes there aren't photos.