( when kaiser pushes him back, he leans away, dark blue eyes staring into light blue ones, feeling like his heart is pounding a little too hard in his chest. he hears the question and... well, kaiser's gonna have to give him a minute here.
isagi can't really tell if he liked kissing the guy or not. but he knows one thing for sure. he didn't dislike it. in fact... he loosens his grip on kaiser's shirt, but he doesn't pull back and away. instead he tips kaiser's chin up with his index finger and moves his thumb across his bottom lip. is this what it feels like to be a damn moth attracted to some fucking flame? this can't be good. )
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isagi can't really tell if he liked kissing the guy or not. but he knows one thing for sure. he didn't dislike it. in fact... he loosens his grip on kaiser's shirt, but he doesn't pull back and away. instead he tips kaiser's chin up with his index finger and moves his thumb across his bottom lip. is this what it feels like to be a damn moth attracted to some fucking flame? this can't be good. )
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