[The space that separates them is no more than the breadth of feather, weightless and gone on a single breath but he turns in the last moment and brushes his lips against Izuminokami's cheek.] There's so many to choose from. On your back.
[He turns to his other cheek.] On your knees.
[Finally he closes the distance with the long promised kiss and all the time he stole leading up to it is poured into it in turn.] With your mouth otherwise... engaged...
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[He turns to his other cheek.] On your knees.
[Finally he closes the distance with the long promised kiss and all the time he stole leading up to it is poured into it in turn.] With your mouth otherwise... engaged...