He exhaled loudly, taking a staccato inhale afterwards. Riku wasn't always willing to be touched--especially not around this area. He could trust Lea--he knew that implicitly. He touched his back before, and he knew the consequences. He had to remind himself of that.

At his words, however, his ears and the apple of his cheeks started to tinge red again.

"I'm--" His jaw worked soundlessly, fingers fiddling with his glasses as he spoke.

(Honestly, it was a good thing they didn't sell chocolate lollipops. Riku's oral fixation would be all the more obvious.)