[All the moans he'd caught snippets of from his research have nothing on the sound that rolls out of Mukuro's mouth. If there's a more sinful sound, Chikusa doesn't know it. His jaw drops slightly, and that makes it horribly easy for Mukuro to accomplish his goals. Chikusa fingers tighten a twitch as they start to kiss again, and a heat begins in the pit of his stomach that he can't stop.]
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