[Komaeda's fingers follow though, at least until those fingers splay against his thighs and his gaze is lifting to find Hinata's face, lips parting and exhaling a soft, almost startled gasp.]
Ah... yes. After that. I wouldn't want to get in your way...
[He can feel his heart slam against his chest with each tick of that zipper. Hinata is torturing him! And it's delicious.]
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Ah... yes. After that. I wouldn't want to get in your way...
[He can feel his heart slam against his chest with each tick of that zipper. Hinata is torturing him! And it's delicious.]