[ Ah, thank god for the guidance. Any sense of embarrassment he might feel over it is overshadowed by the relief he feels simply tangling his fingers in Akira's hair. The way his fingers flex around his curls feels almost meant to be, as if his hand belongs right here, and he isn't afraid of the feeling as he runs his fingers through it.
He puts a gentle pause on their kiss, lips slick with saliva as he presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Akira's mouth. ]
What's so funny?
[ His words are soft and breathy, his breathing already slightly irregular. This doesn't amount to much in the scheme of things, but when you've starved yourself of this sort of thing for long enough, even a grain of sand can feel plenty heavy.
Kurapika is aware that Akira's laughter comes from some sort of giddiness, but can he really be blamed for wanting to hear it vocalized? ]
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He puts a gentle pause on their kiss, lips slick with saliva as he presses a chaste kiss to the corner of Akira's mouth. ]
What's so funny?
[ His words are soft and breathy, his breathing already slightly irregular. This doesn't amount to much in the scheme of things, but when you've starved yourself of this sort of thing for long enough, even a grain of sand can feel plenty heavy.
Kurapika is aware that Akira's laughter comes from some sort of giddiness, but can he really be blamed for wanting to hear it vocalized? ]
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