[He can only hum softly in agreement. Because he wants it just as much: Being together, spoiling her, existing in this precious moment that he knows cannot be replicated.
Wordlessly as first, he claims another kiss while one hand slides down her body and to her leg. He’s reluctant to move his lips for more space than necessary to whisper.]
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Wordlessly as first, he claims another kiss while one hand slides down her body and to her leg. He’s reluctant to move his lips for more space than necessary to whisper.]
Please… Let me make you happy, Himeko. I’ll try…