((Couldn't exactly claim Makoto does either. He does know, though, he likes that rough yet smooth feeling of Haru's tongue on his, the wetness of his lips, and he adores the closeness most of all. Hell, he wouldn't mind getting closer -pulling Haru into his lap and wrapping his arms tight around his friend- but baby steps. Instead, he shifts in Haru's favour.
Between tongues and kisses that smile slips back in, and he breathes a heavy, warm breath against his lips. His hand moves and trails through Haru's hair.))
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Between tongues and kisses that smile slips back in, and he breathes a heavy, warm breath against his lips. His hand moves and trails through Haru's hair.))