[ Without any warning, he leans in to press his lips firmly and desperately against Natsume's. It's not a kiss of seduction. In a way it's to assure himself Natsume is real and not some dream his depressed mind is torturing him with. He wants to remember the feel of his lips, of his scent, of his everything. He's releasing pheromones in a thick cloud now, losing a little bit of his control, his body wanting so bad for the alpha to stay. To be with him. Pleading with him that he is a good omega, a fertile omega, an omega worth claiming.
When he parts their lips and realizes what his body is doing he looks embarrassed and reigns things back in, fingers touching his kiss swollen lips. ]
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When he parts their lips and realizes what his body is doing he looks embarrassed and reigns things back in, fingers touching his kiss swollen lips. ]
We'd ... better get back to the front now.