[ they're too close, right now, for Haruka to even consider formulating a response. even if she were to try, it's like her mind has been shaken empty.
doesn't matter. any more words would just be a waste, anyway. she can feel the warmth radiating from Michiru's skin. there's no point in keeping up the pretence of holding back.
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doesn't matter. any more words would just be a waste, anyway. she can feel the warmth radiating from Michiru's skin. there's no point in keeping up the pretence of holding back.
she kisses her. ]