( As they kiss and kiss deeper and he's spoiled rotten by Ginger's loving murmurs, his palms run out from Ginger's cheeks to his hair, fingers tangling at the back of his head, brushing along the undercut. It's strange, because this time when they kiss and this time when he feels Ginger's strain, he feels a sort of heat at the back of his throat, and when he swallows more of Ginger he just carries that heat to his stomach. Where Ginger touches, too, feels a little warmer in a way it normally doesn't.
Maybe it's because he remembers the last time - before the mission, before the moon sick, and he remembers his embarrassed wondering, the excitement. )
... I couldn't believe ... ( He licks where he's teethed Ginger, affectionate. ) ... no one had, before. Not with you. You're so... easy to love.
( Ginger's heart is heavy, but it's well worth the weight; he gladly bears it in his chest. How could no one else see its worth?
His breath catches in his throat when he feels Ginger between his thighs, and he swallows, and he ... squeezes his thighs around it, rubbing against him with some friction. Is this okay? Would Ginger like it, too? )
... But I felt lucky. ( Selfishly, selfishly. ) You're my first for so many things... After I thought I wouldn't open up my chest for anyone else...
( The rest of that trails off in the kiss. It's a testament to Ginger's charm, how hard he is to resist - or maybe it's just Mika? Maybe he was doomed from the start, by make.
He wouldn't mind if that were the case. He'd do it all again, if he had to do it over. Every step - but maybe he'd choose to fall faster, and avoid their hungry fear. )
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Maybe it's because he remembers the last time - before the mission, before the moon sick, and he remembers his embarrassed wondering, the excitement. )
... I couldn't believe ... ( He licks where he's teethed Ginger, affectionate. ) ... no one had, before. Not with you. You're so... easy to love.
( Ginger's heart is heavy, but it's well worth the weight; he gladly bears it in his chest. How could no one else see its worth?
His breath catches in his throat when he feels Ginger between his thighs, and he swallows, and he ... squeezes his thighs around it, rubbing against him with some friction. Is this okay? Would Ginger like it, too? )
... But I felt lucky. ( Selfishly, selfishly. ) You're my first for so many things... After I thought I wouldn't open up my chest for anyone else...
( The rest of that trails off in the kiss. It's a testament to Ginger's charm, how hard he is to resist - or maybe it's just Mika? Maybe he was doomed from the start, by make.
He wouldn't mind if that were the case. He'd do it all again, if he had to do it over. Every step - but maybe he'd choose to fall faster, and avoid their hungry fear. )