His body wanted air, but being with Kuronue was far more important. Yukimura caught breaths when he could, breathing through his nose when he needed. Kuronue had always been addictive, his kisses, the feel of his body, but this was just more and he didn't want it to end, didn't want to do anything that would break the connection. He moaned, grunting into their kisses as his body continued to move, pushing them both higher into pleasure to where hunger was beginning to control his movements, making his body move in longer, firmer strokes against Kuronue, increasing his tempo as well.