Kira had seen enough hentai, vintage and current, to know where this was going. Part of him was ashamed to know that it made his cock grow even harder in anticipation. Feeling Docca's length against his backside, feeling it rub against him through the cotton of his panties made him jump slightly and stumble forward a bit. He caught the sides of the mirror and steadied himself.<br/><br/>Taking a moment to catch his breath, Kira looked at Docca via the mirror and asked, trying to keep a semblance of his normal self, "You're not going to hook me up to a virtual tentacle rig, are you?" He let out a laugh to his own joke, but had a feeling already that wasn't entirely what Docca had in mind. With the Latina at his backside and the mirror before him, Kira felt essentially pinned.