[ souji looks at her as a child would to a mother doing kitchen stuff, as he once did when he lived with his blood family, before the tingling was felt and tomoe approached him once again. clueless as to what will happen, he lets her touch him knowing she will get rid of the itch after some light scratching — ]
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[ the sensation of her fingers over his wingbars triggered in him a noticeable shivering that causes a shaky moan out of him. it's like she's touching his —
a... aah...
[ o-oops!... that brings a hand to cover his mouth in abashment. with a sound like that which wasn't intended his face colors in red an awful lot. ]
no subject
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[ the sensation of her fingers over his wingbars triggered in him a noticeable shivering that causes a shaky moan out of him. it's like she's touching his —
a... aah...
[ o-oops!... that brings a hand to cover his mouth in abashment. with a sound like that which wasn't intended his face colors in red an awful lot. ]