"Hh..." The more proper, warm contact definitely has a much better effect than the popsicle stick, of course, and it draws a small, shaking breath from Taako, his cock emerging further from his sheath beneath Byakuran's fingers; his face and ears are still flushed deeply with embarrassment, the medical nature of this somehow making it infinitely more awkward than actually just having sex with somebody. The cock is stiff and pink beneath Byakuran's touch, beating warmly with his blood just beneath the surface.

He giggles weakly.

"Mm, uh... hheh, I-I gotta say, um, this is... a lot more fun than the first exam, so far..."