After a brief moment, their lips finally parted, slick with shared warmth, a thin trail of saliva connecting them before breaking in the quiet air.
Their eyes met, gazes locking in a silent exchange of emotions too intense to be spoken aloud.
Both of them panted lightly, chests rising and falling with each shallow breath, the atmosphere between them heavy with anticipation and desire.
Without needing to say a word, Kouhei began to remove his clothes. The sound of fabric shifting filled the space as he reached for the hem of his shirt.
Yuuna leaned in, fingers brushing against his skin as she helped him tug it up and over his head. Her breath ghosted over his bare chest as the shirt finally came off and dropped to the floor.
Then came his pants.
