(Tsuru. Even if he'd been the one to request it, it catches his attention. The closeness of it isn't missed and he feels the thrill of it racing through him.
Still sulking, he only lets Aki kiss him first, his intent to be stubborn to protect his image but he can't help it. Aki smiles and he finds himself doing the same. It's infectious how good it feels and while he brushes a hand through his hair, combing through it and tugging ever so he can lean in better.
He's being careful. He can tell by the way Aki handles him, never pushing too much, providing openings while waiting for him to chase. It's slow and gentle but he doesn't mind. He likes it, even and he finds himself wanting more. More as he parts his lips, more as he chases him, more as he relaxes into his arms, all of his stubborn pride from earlier disappearing with a sigh. )
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Still sulking, he only lets Aki kiss him first, his intent to be stubborn to protect his image but he can't help it. Aki smiles and he finds himself doing the same. It's infectious how good it feels and while he brushes a hand through his hair, combing through it and tugging ever so he can lean in better.
He's being careful. He can tell by the way Aki handles him, never pushing too much, providing openings while waiting for him to chase. It's slow and gentle but he doesn't mind. He likes it, even and he finds himself wanting more. More as he parts his lips, more as he chases him, more as he relaxes into his arms, all of his stubborn pride from earlier disappearing with a sigh. )