[Now it is Mikoto who is caught by surprise, a fleeting touch of lips fully to his don't drown out words but they certainly leave their impression even once they move away.
There is a quirk to his mouth at the last words, it was true, but what he wanted was never harmful to anyone else, save for himself, that much Mikoto would say, even if he was reckless. Some would probably call him that for his last action.
Yet, what it earns him is a gentle pull forward, chin tilts, Mikoto leans in, when his lips touch this time they stay, there is no parting of the pair, instead they just rest there softly, learning the feel of those that are beneath them.]
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There is a quirk to his mouth at the last words, it was true, but what he wanted was never harmful to anyone else, save for himself, that much Mikoto would say, even if he was reckless. Some would probably call him that for his last action.
Yet, what it earns him is a gentle pull forward, chin tilts, Mikoto leans in, when his lips touch this time they stay, there is no parting of the pair, instead they just rest there softly, learning the feel of those that are beneath them.]