. . . . once again mineo is reminded of why he wanted to eat sand before he admitted why this wasn't bad. and yet he leans into the kiss, stays with it, lets his mind entertain follow takeru's mouth for a second -
he doesn't necessarily pull away too far. takeru can probably feel the words against his lips but.]
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. . . . once again mineo is reminded of why he wanted to eat sand before he admitted why this wasn't bad. and yet he leans into the kiss, stays with it, lets his mind entertain follow takeru's mouth for a second -
he doesn't necessarily pull away too far. takeru can probably feel the words against his lips but.]
Did I get it right?
[honestly it was better when he wasn't talking]