[Hinata smiles at the leaning, though that smile disappears from his mouth, a short sound leaving him when nails scrape. The touch is gentle, but it still feels electric and hot, shivering right up his spine.
When he exhales, it trembles past his lips.]
If you're lucky, guess that means I'm lucky, too... [He sounds absentminded, and his lips are reddened, damp still from kissing.]
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When he exhales, it trembles past his lips.]
If you're lucky, guess that means I'm lucky, too... [He sounds absentminded, and his lips are reddened, damp still from kissing.]