He loves these vocalizations. It's especially nice in situations like this, where there isn't much his partner can do in terms of active involvement. It's important to have a signal that he's still engaged and enjoying himself. Maybe especially when flooding him with pleasure is the whole point. There's not much attention going to himself right now, after all, and that's okay. This is what he wants. He's having plenty of fun focusing on making Akaya into a puddle.

He pulls back again and can't quite help himself from blowing a stream of cool air over the tip. He kisses his way down and hikes the heel of his hand under Akaya's leg to push it back, angling Akaya's hips off the floor. Omi works his tongue in a line backwards, starting at the base of his balls and spending a good minute teasing his perineum before shifting that last bit lower to his ass. The tip of his tongue is feather light in its brushes across his entrance, a prelude of what's to come.