[ heheh. shōyō smiles and feels burning beyond his throat and belly; his cheeks feel warm with a smile that completes it, reaching upward to eventually keep the patting hand cupped by his and weighing down.
it was quite the delightful rush, to keep hand contact for that long, and shōyō wonders how long it’ll be until he had to let go. ]
Want a drink, or something? I already had one, so, [ he rolls his shoulder, a brush of his fingers on fingers guiding lazarus’ hand down from his hair, ] m’sticking to juice.
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it was quite the delightful rush, to keep hand contact for that long, and shōyō wonders how long it’ll be until he had to let go. ]
Want a drink, or something? I already had one, so, [ he rolls his shoulder, a brush of his fingers on fingers guiding lazarus’ hand down from his hair, ] m’sticking to juice.