[ A treasure. He's never been a treasure for anyone before; he never thought he could be anything like that after being pushed aside— the sentence is enough to get his heart to stop for a brief moment. Sakamoto can probably tell by the way he merely gawks at Sakamoto he's in a bit of disbelief at those words.
He wants to cry as his heart flips. But can't muster any tears right now.
Not when Sakamoto is prying his lips open and all he wants to do is feel those fingers inside of him. That's all he's been wanting from the start, but these tender words just make his chest twist, a sensation flooding through his body and settling between his legs.
He peppers more kisses along Sakamoto's hand with more vigor and excitement— opened mouth kisses that cover his entire hand; his knuckles and his fingers. Before Katsura knows it, he's kissing the inside of his palm, the edge of his tongue flicking between his fingers.
Katsura hesitates for a moment before slipping his lips around two of Sakamoto's digits wordlessly.
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He wants to cry as his heart flips.
But can't muster any tears right now.
Not when Sakamoto is prying his lips open and all he wants to do is feel those fingers inside of him. That's all he's been wanting from the start, but these tender words just make his chest twist, a sensation flooding through his body and settling between his legs.
He peppers more kisses along Sakamoto's hand with more vigor and excitement— opened mouth kisses that cover his entire hand; his knuckles and his fingers.
Before Katsura knows it, he's kissing the inside of his palm, the edge of his tongue flicking between his fingers.
Katsura hesitates for a moment before slipping his lips around two of Sakamoto's digits wordlessly.
He'll get back to you on that treasure part. ]