The heat starts to build low in my stomach again as I touch Eiji, as my palms glide over lean muscles, as my fingers trace the faint lines of old scars.

One of my hands slides around him to rest on his back, pressing against the base of his spine. I sigh, starting to tremble a little, mostly in my fingers and lips.

I lean forward, brushing my nose against Eiji's before I bring our lips together, my hand sliding up his back to his shoulder blades as I deepen the kiss.