[ The fifth has him cupping her face, nipping her lips, and catching his breath by the time it ends. The same warmth and excitement coursed through his body in spite of their innocence, but Yata figures they aren't innocent at all. Friends don't kiss. Not like this.
As their lips part, he presses his forehead to hers. ]
Was that enough?
[ His eyes are still closed, as if he doesn't want to know. ]
they thirsty tho
As their lips part, he presses his forehead to hers. ]
Was that enough?
[ His eyes are still closed, as if he doesn't want to know. ]