"It's all right," Shingo says, curling a little closer. "I don't mind either way." And then he's sighing, melting into the broad warmth of your hands and oh. He arches into it when you kiss him, your mouth rough and warm against his as he nibbles your lower lip and curls his arms around your waist, most of the tension draining right out of him. He's flushed and panting when they break apart again, his eyes dark and soft.
"Are you all right? I know... this place did something. I felt so strange..." He's nuzzling at your shoulder, though, his lips brushing.
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Date: 2012-11-25 09:10 pm (UTC)"Are you all right? I know... this place did something. I felt so strange..." He's nuzzling at your shoulder, though, his lips brushing.