[It would be both terrible and agonizingly wonderful- Chikusa knows this already. He's perhaps known this for a while now- even as far back as that first tempting kiss that's haunted his dreams ever since it was laid upon his lips and which Mukuro once again bestows upon them. Helplessly, he goes soft against it.]
[This is one of the worst mistakes he could ever make. If only he could fight better against it.]
[AS their lips part, Chikusa doesn't stray far, his mouth brushing against the Mukuro's jawline and down along the hollow of his throat. It's there he makes a confession.]
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[This is one of the worst mistakes he could ever make. If only he could fight better against it.]
[AS their lips part, Chikusa doesn't stray far, his mouth brushing against the Mukuro's jawline and down along the hollow of his throat. It's there he makes a confession.]
I don't know what to do...
[Moral crisis or virgin inexperience? Who knows.]