[ Akira is barely taller than him and has the same lithe sort of frame he has, so his attempt to loom over him falls short. But, he compensates by forking his thighs apart, making room for the other boy's waist to settle between and placing his palm flat against his chest. He tries to force him down, keep him pinned against the bed as he wriggles down the length of his torso so he can reach his face when he leans down. ]
Z'at all you're gonna say? [ He's trying, okay? He grasps either side of his face and tries to press a hard kiss against his mouth. ]
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Z'at all you're gonna say? [ He's trying, okay? He grasps either side of his face and tries to press a hard kiss against his mouth. ]