[ It's like lightning beneath his skin, everywhere Yosuke touches him. Little bursts of electricity, small bolts that spark in his blood and light him from within. He feels Yosuke the way he he feels it when a zio lifts the hairs on the back of his neck. Yu has to swallow to keep himself from immediately leaning in and recapturing Yosuke's mouth, claiming it for his own. ]
... not like we could...? [ he asks softly, and slowly, he draws their bodies almost flush again. Yosuke will be able to feel him, the hardness between his legs, and having pressure against it again makes Yu shiver, but he otherwise neither pushes it nor gives much sign it affects him. ]
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... not like we could...? [ he asks softly, and slowly, he draws their bodies almost flush again. Yosuke will be able to feel him, the hardness between his legs, and having pressure against it again makes Yu shiver, but he otherwise neither pushes it nor gives much sign it affects him. ]