[Komaeda hums to Hinata's lips softly, lowly, even that sound roughened by the desire still threatening to set him on fire, to spontaneously combusting. He's barely even cognizant of the fact that Hinata is reaching for anything, so when he draws back, his first inane thought is what's that? before he realizes it's an entirely obvious question.
He smiles at the words though, hands slipping away from Hinata.] If that's how you want me, Hajime. I definitely will.
[Zero sheepish, zero blushing. Just a smile and moving to roll over, wiggling a little to get comfortable (and also to see if Hinata is watching. What?)] Like this?
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He smiles at the words though, hands slipping away from Hinata.] If that's how you want me, Hajime. I definitely will.
[Zero sheepish, zero blushing. Just a smile and moving to roll over, wiggling a little to get comfortable (and also to see if Hinata is watching. What?)] Like this?