[ Kazunari's fingers brush against his back, and Tsumugi immediately has an answer to his question. The touch is so light, so gentle, but the rest of the room vanishes so easily from his mind as he's drawn in by that touch, mentally following the path his fingers take along the wings.
His eyes flutter shut as he lets out a quiet breath, a sign that he's okay, he's comfortable - and then he feels his lips and it's shocking how warm they feel, like a flame licking his skin. He sucks in a breath, but is quick to try and reassure Kazunari. ] It's okay! It felt nice.
[ ... And then his brain fully catches up with his mouth and he might as well be on fire at this point. ]
I-I mean-! [ He covers his face with his hands. ] Sorry, I didn't for it to come out like that...!
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His eyes flutter shut as he lets out a quiet breath, a sign that he's okay, he's comfortable - and then he feels his lips and it's shocking how warm they feel, like a flame licking his skin. He sucks in a breath, but is quick to try and reassure Kazunari. ] It's okay! It felt nice.
[ ... And then his brain fully catches up with his mouth and he might as well be on fire at this point. ]
I-I mean-! [ He covers his face with his hands. ] Sorry, I didn't for it to come out like that...!