[ Back down that hand goes, and for a moment Akira's forgotten both how to form words and what patience is. The threat to stop is met with 'n-nn' before Gregor's even done, and an even more insistent 'n-nn' once he is, shaking his head like a child fighting off a tantrum. Whether that's more or less impolite than his hips bucking up to better meet Gregor's hand is completely up to him. ]

You. Just you. Only person who's stayed and talked to me the entire time I've been on this ship.

[ Is that grounds for a ravenous lay? Probably not on land. But here, when he's been alone for who knows how long and all of the sudden is getting a pretty stand up handjob, he's open to the idea. ]

As a matter of fact, keep talking.