[ Nooooo... don't throw him in the tank with the human faced fish in the biology club...
It's over, suddenly– and then it's not, Akira's lips pecking rapidfire at each corner of his own. That doesn't make Haruaki's grin subside at all; it only grows, in fact, until he's a blushing, giggling thing as he tries in vain to catch his breath.
His hands have found Akira's front at some point during that sweet kiss, and he fiddles with the collar of his shirt now, the fabric of his slightly too large white coat. ]
I still have a lot to learn. Will you keep teaching me, Takahashi-sensei?
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It's over, suddenly– and then it's not, Akira's lips pecking rapidfire at each corner of his own. That doesn't make Haruaki's grin subside at all; it only grows, in fact, until he's a blushing, giggling thing as he tries in vain to catch his breath.
His hands have found Akira's front at some point during that sweet kiss, and he fiddles with the collar of his shirt now, the fabric of his slightly too large white coat. ]
I still have a lot to learn. Will you keep teaching me, Takahashi-sensei?