"Ah!" Howl really should remember that he has a wooden floor before doing things like this. However the moment that Nekozawa met his lips again, all he could think of was Howl. Keeping his hands in his hair, Umehito kept Howl's face pressed tightly against his own-- small squeaks and moans escaping every now and then.
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timeasmymeasure
YAY!!!
Date: 2009-05-04 11:03 am (UTC)