[Sakamoto closes his eyes and tilts his head back, thrusting harder without thinking, and feeling awfully guilty. Awful. Guilty.
And obsessed. Obsessed with how this feels, half-wondering if he's fantasizing and still asleep in bed. He should be working towards his goal, working towards something...
And he's going to try, but for now, he's going to enjoy a thing he thought he'd never have.]
And I think-
[He leans close to her, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. In a whisper:]
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And obsessed. Obsessed with how this feels, half-wondering if he's fantasizing and still asleep in bed. He should be working towards his goal, working towards something...
And he's going to try, but for now, he's going to enjoy a thing he thought he'd never have.]
And I think-
[He leans close to her, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. In a whisper:]
You don't know what yer talkin' about.