"Not in the slightest," Kira says to the 'chaste' comment Docca offered. His own relaxed demeanor slips into curiosity when he becomes aware of Docca's own, going from chico to chika quite notably. Kira was by no means put off by the request...especially not after what the woman had let him do earlier, Kira was ready to oblige.<br/><br/>Moving off the coach then, he flipped the baseball game off and toss his overcoat onto the couch. "You didn't show me<em>all</em>of yours last time, so I'll be expect that as well Docca."<br/><br/>He smiled again and threw his ass-length reaching locks behind him. One by one Kira start to undo the buttons of his shirt, shifting his weight from one side to the other, accentuating what hip he had. Eager but coy, Kira would bring his fingers up his lips and tentatively pressed them between them. His free hand swiftly undid the button of his pants. For those that knew Kira, he'd have to be pretty smitten to use his own 'feminine wilds' to try and impress. Turning around from Docca, he'd let her hear the sound of zipper going down and let her see clearly his hands reaching behind him and tucking their fingers on either side of his pants. Slowly he'd ease them down to show off his ass to his one-woman audience, making a show of shrugging out of them before letting them drop around his ankles. His shirt would join his pants on the floor the next moment. His porcelain white, Japanese skin now fully exposed, Kira turned back around, his cock erect at attention for the woman seated before him. A bit more pronounce curve to the hips and a pair of fine ones on his chest were really was what kept Kira from looking really like a real woman, a woman like Docca.<br/><br/>"Good enough for you, bella?"