[There he goes again, making Hinata blush more. He gazes down at the smooth line of Komaeda's back, hand moving to gently settle against his side under his ribs as he leans over him. He presses a kiss to the centre of his back, trails his lips up between his shoulders, leaving soft kisses as he does. While he feels impatient, wants to do more... he also wants to lavish Komaeda in attention.] Like this is perfect. You're perfect.
[He reaches over to the bedside table again, grabbing another bottle and pouring a handful of something on his palms. He rubs it in-between his hands... and then sets lotion-slick palms on Komaeda's shoulders. Slowly, he begins to knead, rubbing warm hands and fingers down the line of his back.]
... [He waits, not saying anything, curious to how he'll react.]
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[He reaches over to the bedside table again, grabbing another bottle and pouring a handful of something on his palms. He rubs it in-between his hands... and then sets lotion-slick palms on Komaeda's shoulders. Slowly, he begins to knead, rubbing warm hands and fingers down the line of his back.]
... [He waits, not saying anything, curious to how he'll react.]