[finally? the retort is just a muffled sound against his mouth, indignation lost to the kiss. Manabu melts against him, the fingers not occupied in his hair trailing against the skin of his neck. as far as 'touching and being touched' is concerned, he all-too easily gets lost in the latter (not his fault Grey's hands are big and impactful), but his ears have been better about picking up those notes Grey offers without word.]
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