[ An exhale accidentally passes through him when he's brought closer to Asahi and he finds himself beginning to tense. If the other boy wanted to, he could crush him with how effortlessly he can throw Nazuna off balance. He has to literally brace himself in spite of handling someone gentle.
His other knee hurriedly is forced down on the mattress between Asahi's legs to reinforce stability. And, uh, bringing him to innocently straddle his thigh.
That hand relocates from the other's jaw to the back of his shirt, clinging into the fabric unapologetically. The unspoken commotion on his end has almost diminished whatever space that was once in between them. Being aware of his own graceless conduct is embarrassing—
But Asahi can't really see him with how they are so that means it's okay. Maybe.
Urging to relax has his eyes flutter shut, looking to block out anything outside of their kiss. A passing thought tilts Nazuna's head to one side before his lips part just enough for his tongue to lightly trace along the seam of Asahi's own lips. ]
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His other knee hurriedly is forced down on the mattress between Asahi's legs to reinforce stability. And, uh, bringing him to innocently straddle his thigh.
That hand relocates from the other's jaw to the back of his shirt, clinging into the fabric unapologetically. The unspoken commotion on his end has almost diminished whatever space that was once in between them. Being aware of his own graceless conduct is embarrassing—
But Asahi can't really see him with how they are so that means it's okay. Maybe.
Urging to relax has his eyes flutter shut, looking to block out anything outside of their kiss. A passing thought tilts Nazuna's head to one side before his lips part just enough for his tongue to lightly trace along the seam of Asahi's own lips. ]