[ Gentle chiding, perhaps the sort of tone he might have used in the past when it was just the two of them hiding away within her dorm room. He's a person, too, one with physical needs and desires.
He's a puzzle nestled within Mitsuru's palms, one whose pieces are already interlocked, the sort that requires a person to disentangle its parts. Once dismantled, it's available to be reverse-engineered back into its whole form should that person choose to put it back together. And if not, Minato supposes he's content to remain fragmented by their hand.
Each nip leaves his breathing turning shallower, more color blooming in his pale cheeks. His body feels unbearably warm compared to how he'd felt prior to Mitsuru laying her hands upon him. Minato's all too eager, then, to be freed of the shirt, back arching slightly to give enough space to pull it upwards. And he's compliant, too, should she wish to continue stripping him of the obstructive garment. ]
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[ Gentle chiding, perhaps the sort of tone he might have used in the past when it was just the two of them hiding away within her dorm room. He's a person, too, one with physical needs and desires.
He's a puzzle nestled within Mitsuru's palms, one whose pieces are already interlocked, the sort that requires a person to disentangle its parts. Once dismantled, it's available to be reverse-engineered back into its whole form should that person choose to put it back together. And if not, Minato supposes he's content to remain fragmented by their hand.
Each nip leaves his breathing turning shallower, more color blooming in his pale cheeks. His body feels unbearably warm compared to how he'd felt prior to Mitsuru laying her hands upon him. Minato's all too eager, then, to be freed of the shirt, back arching slightly to give enough space to pull it upwards. And he's compliant, too, should she wish to continue stripping him of the obstructive garment. ]