[ His hand is reaching out at that so that his fingers can drift along the curve of your cheek. Your weight is steadying, your voice reassuring.
There's a look in his eyes in place of a quiet "okay," and his thumb passing over your kiss-bruised lips as he murmurs again: ] I want your mouth on me, Hikaru.
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There's a look in his eyes in place of a quiet "okay," and his thumb passing over your kiss-bruised lips as he murmurs again: ] I want your mouth on me, Hikaru.
Please.