But Yuya doesn't protest. He worries over his lower lip, tasting the blood that transfered over.
And instead of saying anything he leans in to kiss him again, slowly fumbling into something deeper. Followed by another, and another so close together that they seem to blend together if Gongenzaka doesn't push him away.]
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But Yuya doesn't protest. He worries over his lower lip, tasting the blood that transfered over.
And instead of saying anything he leans in to kiss him again, slowly fumbling into something deeper. Followed by another, and another so close together that they seem to blend together if Gongenzaka doesn't push him away.]