[Oh, good idea! Dimitri is such a smart boy, having half a braincell to Hizamaru's no braincell at all. He waits for Dimitri to return with the blanket; it's fun in a game sort of way. They're hiding? He doesn't know why, but it's fine.]

I don't mind if you watch.

[This time when he gets back on the couch, he slides his folded legs beneath Dimitri's own so that Dimitri is essentially almost sitting in his lap, or the space between his knees and thighs. Dimitri's own legs are bridged over his waist. Everything is in clear view still, and Hizamaru is still unfortunately very aroused.]

You can join if you want. [He takes Dimitri's hand and guides it back down to himself, urging the fingers around.] I liked it. I like it when you touch me this way.

Thank you for helping me.