[ Yuji cuddles into him a little more, squeezing gently, feeling his heart race a little at the gentle touch to his fingers. He loves this, more than he could ever say - to be able to touch this man, stroke his fingers against his body, touch him and lean in to steal his kisses... It's more than he had ever dared to dream for. He wants this, more than he can express, and his cheeks are a bright red as he leans closer.
The room smells like coffee and their shared shampoo, and Yuji feels a sense of comfort that comes only from being somewhere that you consider home.
Lifting himself up, he smiles at Higuruma with big, wide eyes. ]
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[ Yuji cuddles into him a little more, squeezing gently, feeling his heart race a little at the gentle touch to his fingers. He loves this, more than he could ever say - to be able to touch this man, stroke his fingers against his body, touch him and lean in to steal his kisses... It's more than he had ever dared to dream for. He wants this, more than he can express, and his cheeks are a bright red as he leans closer.
The room smells like coffee and their shared shampoo, and Yuji feels a sense of comfort that comes only from being somewhere that you consider home.
Lifting himself up, he smiles at Higuruma with big, wide eyes. ]
You're so warm...