[His voice is a little throaty when he agrees it but her kisses have helped soothe him, just a little and he offers a soft smile, pulling her back and into him a little closer in a hug.
He loves her. She loves him. And he has her all to himself for as long as he likes tonight. They could do anything. He wants to. But... he doesn't want to rush either. Not with Hana. Not with someone so incredibly important to him. He wants her. God. He wants her. He's wanted her for the longest time, fantasized about her for the longest time and each moment with her has only given him more to want. But he's so scared. He's scared that he'll do something wrong and break what's between them. He doesn't think he could lose her. He doesn't think what's between them is fragile. But it is precious. So impossibly precious and he wants to never damage any part of it, never cause it harm, never ever give her any reason to hesitate or question. Of course he won't regret it if he sleeps with her tonight, takes her into his room, into his bed and unwinds the yukata she's wearing so that he can feel and touch her soft skin. But he still finds himself hesitating. Resisting the urge to push for that. Resisting taking advantage of the moment and the situation despite the fact he's pretty sure she wouldn't mind. It's confusing and more important than he feels like almost anything he's ever done before, making sure he moves at just the right pace with her and gives her everything in every moment they have together. His lips brush her jaw gently.]
Am I going to need my own fork for this or are you going to share?
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[His voice is a little throaty when he agrees it but her kisses have helped soothe him, just a little and he offers a soft smile, pulling her back and into him a little closer in a hug.
He loves her. She loves him. And he has her all to himself for as long as he likes tonight. They could do anything. He wants to. But... he doesn't want to rush either. Not with Hana. Not with someone so incredibly important to him. He wants her. God. He wants her. He's wanted her for the longest time, fantasized about her for the longest time and each moment with her has only given him more to want. But he's so scared. He's scared that he'll do something wrong and break what's between them. He doesn't think he could lose her. He doesn't think what's between them is fragile. But it is precious. So impossibly precious and he wants to never damage any part of it, never cause it harm, never ever give her any reason to hesitate or question. Of course he won't regret it if he sleeps with her tonight, takes her into his room, into his bed and unwinds the yukata she's wearing so that he can feel and touch her soft skin. But he still finds himself hesitating. Resisting the urge to push for that. Resisting taking advantage of the moment and the situation despite the fact he's pretty sure she wouldn't mind. It's confusing and more important than he feels like almost anything he's ever done before, making sure he moves at just the right pace with her and gives her everything in every moment they have together. His lips brush her jaw gently.]
Am I going to need my own fork for this or are you going to share?