His hands that were rested on his stomach were moving down and up alot.
"Ah-"
His face flushes a little, aware of Xen's presence, trying to focus on his cooking
His hands then slipped in his pants and his hands started moving againnnnn.
"Hf-"
He drops the spoon he was using with a small clatter, eyes wide with surprise
"X-Xen!"
"Hmm-Whatttt..?"
It sounded muffled cause his face was still in his neck.
"Xen it's...sort of hard to cook like this..."
"Just pretend I'm not even here..pretend like a ghost is touching you.."
"X-xen..."
"Try it Dmi.."
"I...ok."
He reaches down and grabs the spoon
