[ It’s safe to say nobody has ever kissed Junpei like this before. In the back of his mind he’s thinking the longer and more enjoyable the kiss is the more it’s going to sting when it’s over and Natsume is gone.
His own arms are around the other’s back, clinging tightly to the fabric. There’s a little whine into the kiss as he feels his body heat up, especially with the other pressed so close to him. Is this what it feels like to be in love? Did he ... fall in love? So quickly? Destined mates was a common trope in fiction, but the idea of it being real had never crossed Junpei’s mind. Because even if such a thing existed, what were the odds in a world with billions upon billions of people of two destined meeting?
He’s going to be very distracted for the rest of the night. ]
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His own arms are around the other’s back, clinging tightly to the fabric. There’s a little whine into the kiss as he feels his body heat up, especially with the other pressed so close to him. Is this what it feels like to be in love? Did he ... fall in love? So quickly? Destined mates was a common trope in fiction, but the idea of it being real had never crossed Junpei’s mind. Because even if such a thing existed, what were the odds in a world with billions upon billions of people of two destined meeting?
He’s going to be very distracted for the rest of the night. ]