Psyche's eyes light up at Delic's question. He hadn't planned on the host being so generous with the positions and Psyche wasn't about to let this opportunity with Izaya slip by. "Really? Then I call dibs on the back!"

Unable to contain his excitement, he nudges Delic with his shoulder and attempts to scoot into place. If his dick were already out, he'd probably be trying to push in already, as slight prepared as Izaya is. He takes care of that, unfastening his clothes and wrapping one hand around his steadily hardening length. He strokes the two of them similarly, turned on by the thought that he and Izaya are in perfect synchronization. Well, minus the blindfold and Delic's fingers probing into him but Psyche wasn't in a rush to experience that.

"You'll like it, Iza-chan. I'm going to be re~ally gentle!" Psyche promises, leaning over Izaya's shoulder to present his promise with a kiss on the edge of his mouth. He won't push his luck with a lip-on-lip kiss but it's still close enough to push the envelope. Naturally, he's certain that "gentle" is the last thing Izaya would want; all the more reason to be gentle.