[ Oh... he likes that phrase. Thoigh whether it's because he likes being praised or just praised from him remains to be seen. Iwai doesn't often come off as the guy to give credit very easily, so he'll wear that 'good boy' like a badge of honor and he'll do his damndest to earn another.

Ren's hips shift a little when that abrasive thumb pad teases his hole. He's doing his best to keep still (he hadn't been told to ham it up after all!) But in his excitement, he has trouble with it. His fingers grip tight to the countertops and he draws deep, deliberate breaths. ]

My reputation... scares most people off, actually. And working here doesn't really help with that. Lucky for you, I guess. Means I've got rapt attention for you.

[ Ren gasps again, this time as that thick thumb pushes in. He can't help the grimace behind his glasses, nor the low moan that follows. He can feel that wet erection teasing his thigh, and it makes Ren lick his lips again. He'll get it all next time. ]

A while. Can you blame me? You walk around the shop packing heat like that.... ah... got me curious.