[ This isn't something to do on the street right in front of the house with Masaomi watching and grinning like a cheshire cat!
But.
It's fine, right? Fine. Mikado's tongue now works against her own in earnest, the waves of the sea now crashing against the "shore" that is her own scent and her own body. His hands slide up her neck to dance in her hair and around her ears. He plays with her helpfully, and he loves the feeling.
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But.
It's fine, right? Fine. Mikado's tongue now works against her own in earnest, the waves of the sea now crashing against the "shore" that is her own scent and her own body. His hands slide up her neck to dance in her hair and around her ears. He plays with her helpfully, and he loves the feeling.
He's... going to get too far in ]