[ he watches as jyuto leans in, bridging the scant distance between them and wearing down the last bit of self control akira still has. he reaches up to curl his fingers around jyuto's tie, holding him in place as he tilts his head just enough to kiss him. he's not in the middle of escaping this time, nor is he planning on going anywhere — it's much softer than the last, almost chaste in the way he doesn't immediately lick into jyuto's mouth. he can still taste the sharp burn of nicotine, savoring the soft fullness of his lower lip as he latches onto it carefully between his teeth.
kissing him after a month of thinking about it almost feels like relief. ]
Like you've found something you've been looking for. [ he still has yet to pull away from him completely, still gripping jyuto's tie as he slides his free hand into his hair like he did the previous time to rub along the base of his ears. ] Like I'm the best thing you've seen all day.
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kissing him after a month of thinking about it almost feels like relief. ]
Like you've found something you've been looking for. [ he still has yet to pull away from him completely, still gripping jyuto's tie as he slides his free hand into his hair like he did the previous time to rub along the base of his ears. ] Like I'm the best thing you've seen all day.