Becuase I felt like writing an angsty Hiiragi.
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Tell me you need me.
His body fits...oh, just there.
He pants into my ear and it's...
His teeth scrape against my shoulder. His hair tickles my cheek. His skin sticks and rubs.
I gasp and his lips close over mine.
My fingers dig into his back.
He asks me why I'm crying. I tell him I'm not. He kisses my cheeks and then my eyes.
He tells me that I'm an idiot and falls asleep.
When I wake up he's picking up his clothes from the floor, wrapped in a towel. I pull it off him and drag him back to bed. He laughs and asks me what has made me so affectionnate lately.
He actually stops me when I crawl down to lick his cock.
He asks me what's wrong, whether something has happened. I get off and sit on the edge of the bed, burying my aching eyes in my hands.
He kisses my back, uncharectoristicly gentle. I finger a hickey on my neck.
He tells me that I shouldn't worry, in his usual casual frankness. That I'm going to be fine. That I'm important.
We stay in bed for the rest of the day.
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