[ The tension begins to seem away when your hands frame his face, and he lets his arms go slack over your shoulders, right hand idly toying with the hair at your nape. ]
Okay.
[ This feels oddly like that first time in Seigi, when you'd guided him through the logistics of how it would work between you two. You've never steered him wrong, not once. Trusting you can be as instinctive as breathing. ]
Kiss me again? [ If he sounds shy, it's because he kind of is. ] Please?
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Okay.
[ This feels oddly like that first time in Seigi, when you'd guided him through the logistics of how it would work between you two. You've never steered him wrong, not once. Trusting you can be as instinctive as breathing. ]
Kiss me again? [ If he sounds shy, it's because he kind of is. ] Please?