discerp: (This time tomorrow I will be drunk)
Mikan Tsumiki 罪木 蜜柑 ([personal profile] discerp) wrote 2019-05-05 04:09 pm (UTC)

Atsushi

[She bounces slightly as they hit the bed, feeling a panicked anxiety worming up through her body as they topple over]

I-I'm sorry...! [She apologizes nearly at the same time that Atsushi does, though she pauses when she realizes he'd done so. For... what??

It takes her a minute but once she realizes, she looks away shyly and a nervous giggle bubbles over again.
] ...I-it's fine, Atsushi-san... You can touch me too. [They're already like this, aren't they? She reaches up to cover Atsushi's hand with her own, pressing his hand a bit more firmly against her breast.] It's alright.

[Though even under the fabric there's the rough edges of old scars; they're easier to hide from view now, since the room is mostly illuminated by the light of the moons now and she can get away with hiding her markings i nshadow, but it'd be impossible to hide them from touch.

Her other hand moves to Atsushi's shirt, sliding underneath it once more to touch against his stomach and side. She's about to say more, something, but she pauses at feeling the edges of a scar on him too.
] Ah...

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