Get the booze upstairs, because Bunta knows what he wants, and he intends to signal it. And anyway, who wants to pause that in the middle of things getting hot because the location isn't private enough? Serious mood killer!

Seems Yukimura is thinking the same thing, and actioned with his unmistakable personal brand of overwhelming confidence and aloof command. The same energy that helped him dominate the courts and ensnare the hearts of an entire school. Bunta himself had been no exception. The pin startles him, but despite its aggressiveness it sparks only appreciation. Knowing what you wanted was attractive.

Eyes fearless and engaged, he wriggles a hand free to cup around Yukimura's jaw and nape.

"Well, that'd be a shame. I hope that isn't all you're expecting, though."

With a gentle pull forward, Bunta tilts his head and leans in with his answer.