[Any worries about that door fly out of Sakuma's mind the moment lips brush against his, lips curling up mischievously into a smile as he lets himself fall completely victim to the man holding him. His head tilts, letting Fudou have as much or as little of him as he'd like as arms wrap around his neck and tangle up in that messy mane.
Fudou had won once again, and Sakuma found himself caring less and less about that by the second.
He's breathless by the time Fudou pulls him in once more, this time with a longer kiss, and one Sakuma could have sunk into and never come out of. He's beyond words now, only giving a hum of approval as his teeth gently nip at Fudou's bottom lip and tasting the sweetness of that smoothie.]
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Fudou had won once again, and Sakuma found himself caring less and less about that by the second.
He's breathless by the time Fudou pulls him in once more, this time with a longer kiss, and one Sakuma could have sunk into and never come out of. He's beyond words now, only giving a hum of approval as his teeth gently nip at Fudou's bottom lip and tasting the sweetness of that smoothie.]