[Atsushi's face is red, too... especially when her top falls away to reveal bare skin beneath, no underwear in sight. His breath stutters in his throat for a moment, heart thudding in his chest as his eyes go wide. She did have scars, it was true, but... it didn't detract from how pretty she was, to Atsushi.
If anything, he only wanted to touch more. Maybe more than touch, if she wanted him to.]
You are. I... I mean, you're very... very beautiful, Tsumiki-san...
[He swallows roughly, throat feeling oddly dry as he reaches out, careful.]
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If anything, he only wanted to touch more. Maybe more than touch, if she wanted him to.]
You are. I... I mean, you're very... very beautiful, Tsumiki-san...
[He swallows roughly, throat feeling oddly dry as he reaches out, careful.]
Can I....?