[ Haruka's fingers caress Yue's cheek. She begins to lean in, her own breath soft against the other girl's face. The world is shrinking. There's just her and Yue. It's actually quite pleasant. ] And don't move away. I'll be gentle.
[ If it's possible to smirk gently, too, that just happened. Haruka's head tips forward a little more. This is nice...
She also doesn't seem to realize things other than lip-kisses count for mistletoe, from the way she's aiming. ]
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[ If it's possible to smirk gently, too, that just happened. Haruka's head tips forward a little more. This is nice...
She also doesn't seem to realize things other than lip-kisses count for mistletoe, from the way she's aiming. ]