[That shiver only encourages him more. Akechi pushes forward, kissing more desperately, but also running his hands along Yusuke's side.
Soon enough he finds the bottom hem of Yusuke's shirt, hesitating only for a second before trying to slip his hands up and under the fabric. He want to feel Yusuke's skin on his skin, the rare warmth in this cool water.]
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Soon enough he finds the bottom hem of Yusuke's shirt, hesitating only for a second before trying to slip his hands up and under the fabric. He want to feel Yusuke's skin on his skin, the rare warmth in this cool water.]