Assured that the kisses he needed to live would continue, Yukimura's hands slid down Kuronue's shoulders, along his chest and under his arms so he could reach the base of his lover's wings. It'd been a long time since he'd touched them and he needed to.
There were sounds, the girls squealing softly or moaning as they watched, possibly touching themselves again, but all that mattered, all that was completely real in Yukimura's world was Kuronue.
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Date: 2011-08-27 11:01 am (UTC)There were sounds, the girls squealing softly or moaning as they watched, possibly touching themselves again, but all that mattered, all that was completely real in Yukimura's world was Kuronue.