[ He anticipates that Ryuji won't let it fly if he carries on as if it's any other night. That doesn't stop Ren from beginning to wash their bowls, hands soapy when he feels another pair creeping down his hips. It causes his own motions to stutter, almost setting the bowl down in the sink before he collects himself and continues.

The mouth on his neck makes it even harder to focus. ]

I'm cleaning, not ignoring you. [ Ren manages to keep the falter out of his voice; the faux-innocent tone gives away that there was certainly more intent there than his words would imply. ] If there's a task you want me to complete, you should let me know.

[ Suggestion lies just below the statement, but it's much more obvious in his movements. Rather than trying to press up into the touch hovering enticingly above his groin, he instead presses back slightly, fitting himself to Ryuji's front. ]

I'm here to make you happy, Master.