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[He wants her so much he thinks he might just lose his mind. He wants her so much that it's almost hard to exercise restraint. But almost isn't completely, and part of him wants to tease her until she can't hold back anymore, until she's writhing and begging, until she says his again, and again, and again... So he doesn't move from her thigh just yet, instead lifting a finger so he can stroke her lightly for a short while, watching her lip catch between her teeth.]

Mitsuru...

[It's that little shaky moan that finally gets him, a strangely alluring sound that sends shivers right down to his toes, and his impatience to hear more, to taste her, spikes so suddenly that he can't help himself. He sets his mouth against her, spreading her open with his tongue, and exhales a sound like a soft moan as he's finally able to taste her.]