[Aizawa may not want Victor on his lap at all, in a moment. A goofy impulse cuts through Victor's haze of lustiness. Aizawa's little bit of blush is just so cute, Victor's unable to resist. He takes the hand wrapped around the man back until it's at his face, cradling the man's cheek with his fingers, caressing along his face a moment.

The tenderness is cut short by him pinching the redness there between his index and thumb, squishing it comically. He even lets out a quiet, little 'heehee' noise under his breathe. So much for creating a mood.]