He's not going to notice at first, because being pressed against a mattress is different than being pressed against a tree, and also because he's too distracted by, and busy with, absorbing everything about this moment with Satoru. Maybe it should be weird to kiss someone that had only been a friend to him for so long, but he finds himself kind of consumed by it.
He wants to be close to Satoru in every way possible, and then even closer.
But it does occur to him that it's a little funny that this is the second time tonight someone's tongue has been in his mouth—not a regular occurrence for him—and that is... when he starts to realize...
. . . ]
Satoru. [ Muffled because their mouths are still pressed together, until he pulls back. ] What are you doing?
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He's not going to notice at first, because being pressed against a mattress is different than being pressed against a tree, and also because he's too distracted by, and busy with, absorbing everything about this moment with Satoru. Maybe it should be weird to kiss someone that had only been a friend to him for so long, but he finds himself kind of consumed by it.
He wants to be close to Satoru in every way possible, and then even closer.
But it does occur to him that it's a little funny that this is the second time tonight someone's tongue has been in his mouth—not a regular occurrence for him—and that is... when he starts to realize...
. . . ]
Satoru. [ Muffled because their mouths are still pressed together, until he pulls back. ] What are you doing?
[ Resisting the urge to bite (non-sexual). ]