[When she lifted his chin, Yosuke couldn’t help the look on his face. Flushed and clearly deep in arousal, visibly struggling in keeping himself in check. But then, her lips were on his and the warmth, the Chroma, everything rushed through him helping him relax all the while pulling him further into this heated spiral of his. His hands found themselves at her waist, sliding under her shirt to finally feel the smooth, warm skin he’d longed to touch for years.
He couldn’t help the moan that left him, toes curling against the floor because god, yes. There was no denying he had wanted this as soon as he had first seen her come out as an idol.]
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He couldn’t help the moan that left him, toes curling against the floor because god, yes. There was no denying he had wanted this as soon as he had first seen her come out as an idol.]