[ Aki is, after it happens, a little embarrassed, lowering the blade and glancing away. His cheeks feel hot, and his hands are careful as they hold onto the sword, and he thinks... A kiss. A kiss on cool metal, warming from his hands, but...
How did it feel, to Tsurumaru?
Looking over, he hesitates ever so briefly before he licks his lips and nods his head, once. ]
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How did it feel, to Tsurumaru?
Looking over, he hesitates ever so briefly before he licks his lips and nods his head, once. ]
... Sorry. I just wanted to kiss you.
[ And he couldn't normally, so in that case... ]
I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.