(Perfect. Absolutely perfect. He moves his hands away from Natsume's face to wind his arms around Natsume's waist and back as if to help Natsume stay up against him. He had no desire to stop this time around.
Instead, he sinks his tongue into Natsume's mouth, sliding their tongues together. He keeps Natsume locked against him and explores everything he can. He doesn't want to risk missing out on even a moment. His hands slide over Natsume's back, slipping up under his jacket so he can actually feel him, his body.
It was a tragedy they were in a park. Although maybe for the best for Natsume's sanity and virtue.)
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Instead, he sinks his tongue into Natsume's mouth, sliding their tongues together. He keeps Natsume locked against him and explores everything he can. He doesn't want to risk missing out on even a moment. His hands slide over Natsume's back, slipping up under his jacket so he can actually feel him, his body.
It was a tragedy they were in a park. Although maybe for the best for Natsume's sanity and virtue.)