[ The gentle tap breaks him from his daydream, but he doesn't want to stop. The gentle brush of their mouths, the tenderness of it, the way he can reach and touch and draw Tsurumaru closer is addictive, but he's not going to push. It's a first kiss, a first shared moment, given freely after the confusion of the rift, and that's okay.
It's the first. That doesn't mean it needs to be the last.
Their noses nudge again, brushing, and Aki sighs a soft noise, pushing a little hair out of Tsurumaru's face. ]
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It's the first. That doesn't mean it needs to be the last.
Their noses nudge again, brushing, and Aki sighs a soft noise, pushing a little hair out of Tsurumaru's face. ]
It's enough, for now.
[ He feels... Greedy. Just a little. ]
I still want to kiss you again, but I can wait.