[ What's worse, if he likes it or if he doesn't? He's actually not sure. Yosuke, in any state, knows that the answer should be easy, but it isn't. It just isn't. He can't think straight when he can almost taste Yu, when his heat keeps pulling him forward. How can he thinks about anything else?
Yosuke doesn't shy away from Yu's gaze. Does his Shadow have it in him to blush? Not quite. Not yet.
And then their lips meet. It's soft, yet there's still a shock. He sucks in a sharp breath through his nose. The moment lasts forever and then not long enough at the same time. He isn't sure what he should be expecting, but Yu's lips are...soft. Yes. They're surprisingly soft. There's no lip gloss like he'd always imagined, but something a little simpler. He can't name it. But he wants to.
Yu pulls back, Yosuke feels his breath. It makes him shiver.
He doesn't realize he's leaning forward, but he is. Their lips meet again, quick and testing. Did he really just do that? Yes, yes he did. That must be why he's doing it again. Just to test...
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Yosuke doesn't shy away from Yu's gaze. Does his Shadow have it in him to blush? Not quite. Not yet.
And then their lips meet. It's soft, yet there's still a shock. He sucks in a sharp breath through his nose. The moment lasts forever and then not long enough at the same time. He isn't sure what he should be expecting, but Yu's lips are...soft. Yes. They're surprisingly soft. There's no lip gloss like he'd always imagined, but something a little simpler. He can't name it. But he wants to.
Yu pulls back, Yosuke feels his breath. It makes him shiver.
He doesn't realize he's leaning forward, but he is. Their lips meet again, quick and testing. Did he really just do that? Yes, yes he did. That must be why he's doing it again. Just to test...
Right? ]