"Hm?" He Ming keeps his eyes on the movie. He'd been enjoying the contact and having his neck touched like that, pleased by the reciprocation. The risk of being rejected seems low, so there's little point in playing dumb any longer.

"I wasn't sure how you'd react if I started with heavy grinding." He moves, sitting up just enough to look Akihiro in the eye and smile at him again. "How did I do with the subtlety?"