"It is so," he murmured. The tea was starting to make his skin hot (as if just being Kusuriyuri wasn't already enough) and his hands began to wander, tracing the seams of Kusuriyuri's kimono. "After all that work to get you into this, I can't wait to get you out of it again."
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Date: 2009-04-07 07:33 pm (UTC)