[Grey shifts alongside Manabu, chuckling from amusement and a pinch of nerves when they bump into one another. His arm finds its way to its now customary place, slung over Manabu's waist, and he presses his hand flat against Manabu's back.
He isn't sure, at first, what Manabu intends, but the fact he's staying so close seems like a good sign even before Manabu makes his suggestion.]
I think that's an excellent idea.
[Grey practically purrs the words, and he doesn't need further encouragement to return his mouth to Manabu's. Sleep can come later, thinking can come later, all that matters now is sensation, exploring this strange, mutual feeling that's grown between them.]
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He isn't sure, at first, what Manabu intends, but the fact he's staying so close seems like a good sign even before Manabu makes his suggestion.]
I think that's an excellent idea.
[Grey practically purrs the words, and he doesn't need further encouragement to return his mouth to Manabu's. Sleep can come later, thinking can come later, all that matters now is sensation, exploring this strange, mutual feeling that's grown between them.]