The prompt to touch himself made Mingyu flush hotly, but he dutifully trailed a hand over his thigh all the same, giving himself a few delicate strokes as he kept an eye on the items Fox produced from the bag. He liked to give Fox a bit of a show, but since Fox's attention wasn't on him at the moment he kept his touch light and leisurely, just enough to be following instruction but not wasting any real effort on himself while Fox was distracted.

At the question, he looked up at Fox, arching an eyebrow at the phrasing.

"Huli, please. As though you have a single cruel bone in your body," he mused, eyeing the pretty ring with nothing short of hunger, casting the briefest glance at the wall clock.

"I'll bet you that if I beg prettily enough, we'll still be showered, done eating, and out of here by eleven."