[yell at me, or shove me, or...tell me to man up. Manabu's grip tightens slightly, his other arm moving around him. something! if it's such a mistake...
"it" is conflating into quite the vast thing - "it" was okay when drawing close, being soothed by careful fingers and a quiet voice. "it" was already bigger than a kiss, even if that's the one thing Grey said to forget.
if i'm doing the wrong thing, say so! because the proximity doesn't feel wrong to him. he can't doubt his senses for his own sake.]
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"it" is conflating into quite the vast thing - "it" was okay when drawing close, being soothed by careful fingers and a quiet voice. "it" was already bigger than a kiss, even if that's the one thing Grey said to forget.
if i'm doing the wrong thing, say so! because the proximity doesn't feel wrong to him. he can't doubt his senses for his own sake.]