[Atsushi isn't even aware of that, unfortunately. What he is aware of is wanting and being wanted in return was a heady, wonderful feeling, one he craved in a way that had nothing to do with the moon.
One they probably both understood intimately, as well.
Atsushi kisses her eagerly in return, heart pounding in his chest but nervousness fading from his mind as he gasps against her lips and seeks further closeness, pressing closer with his body while his hand follows along the curve of her breast, brushes a nipple, simply explores and caresses.
He doesn't have much in the way of experience, but he has a lot of eagerness to make up for it.]
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One they probably both understood intimately, as well.
Atsushi kisses her eagerly in return, heart pounding in his chest but nervousness fading from his mind as he gasps against her lips and seeks further closeness, pressing closer with his body while his hand follows along the curve of her breast, brushes a nipple, simply explores and caresses.
He doesn't have much in the way of experience, but he has a lot of eagerness to make up for it.]