[The priest drawing away wasn't unexpected, but it irritated Mukuro all the same, the loss of his warmth and his lips almost a physical blow. He leaned in closer, so that their lips were almost touching again, but not quite, lashes lowered.]
Are you sure that's all you want from me, Chikusa Kakimoto? When we both know I can give you so much more?
[As if to accentuated his point, he raised his leg slightly, applying more friction.]
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Are you sure that's all you want from me, Chikusa Kakimoto? When we both know I can give you so much more?
[As if to accentuated his point, he raised his leg slightly, applying more friction.]