Omi grins around Akaya's cock. That's the kind of reaction he's here for. He shifts his hand lower to take more of him into his mouth and works his tongue against that sensitive underside for a bit, then draws back, leaving it wet and open to the air.

He quietly puts what's left of the ice cube in his mouth and places the back of the hand that had been holding it against Akaya's balls, teasing with gentle motions. The back of his hand is warm and dry, but Akaya has to know the other side isn't, and it would only take one little shift of the wrist...

It never comes. Instead, he takes him back into his mouth as soon as the ice cube finishes melting and goes for broke.

He did say Surprise me.