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[ She brings a hand to the side of his face before she goes to tangle her fingers in his hair; being gentle as she keeps herself close. Even if he's trying to switch topics, she'll answer his question with warmth in every word she speaks: ]

. . . you've been kind, understanding and patient with me this whole time. Willing to allow me to bare myself to you instead of having something do it for me. Not many people are willing to tolerate someone like me.

[He didn't expect for her to actually answer him. Yuuto opens his eyes again, watching her breathless as she speaks. Just being touched so gently was already enough to make his heart and mind melt, but her words are dragging him deeper. His eyes glow freely as he moves to gently caress her cheek too.]

Anyone who doesn't... i-is wrong. You're so kind and thoughtful. You're worth getting to know... at whatever pace you want. You're worth it.

You think so...?

[ Her voice is soft as she asks that question, sounding- not exactly doubtful of how he feels about her, but there's still skepticism there. Even though she really shouldn't be feeling this way, not when she knows there are so many people who do love her. ]

Thank you. It makes me happy... to hear that.

[Yuuto's smile is shy and soft. It makes him happy to know she received his words, especially since he knows how hard it can be to accept love. He still struggles too.

Though a moment later, he lets out a breathy laugh.]

... Can we switch positions? I'm so overwhelmed... I might not be able to hold myself up. You're making my heart race again.

You're already overwhelmed by this much...?

[ She mirrors his laugh with one of her own, her smile softening as she nods in response. ]

Yeah, that's fine. Although I might not be able to hold myself back anymore if you let me do that.

[His thought process stalls, indicated by a shy stutter, before he just says what's on his mind:]

That's okay with me. [Then begins shifting positions. In doing so, he remembers why he usually tries to stay on top: He's really weak to the view of Inaba from this angle.] I'll get better at not being overwhelmed..?

It's fine; I don't mind being in this position, either...

[ She shifts herself so that she's on top of him and finds herself looking a bit red in the face. ]

Don't stare too much, though. I know it's easier to see my chest when I'm on top of you like this.

[He hadn't factored that in, but now that she mentions it...

Yuuto nods shyly, his gaze turning to meet hers.]

Mm, r-right... But also. [Tentative and shy with their new positioning, Yuuto reaches up to caress her cheek,] The light reflects differently in your eyes from this angle... You're beautiful, Himeko.

Why's that the first thing that you're thinking about?!

[ Gosh, he's flustering her so easily... ] Nobody usually says things like that.

Is it bad? I can stop talking??

No.

[ She leans in close, her lips right close up to his, but not touching. ]

You're not allowed to stop yet. I want to hear more.

[He has to avert his gaze for a moment as he tries to collect his calm, but there is no saving him from how easily she flusters him.]

... I like the way that your eyes look when it's just us two. It's different. Especially when you look at me.

Hmm, you think so?

[ She trails her fingertip from his hair to his jawline going down to his chin and then lower past his neck, his chest-- ]

I want to look at you more. I want to see you look at me like that more.

Aa- Mm... I do.

[Yuuto can't look away, though he does breath in sharply when he feels her fingers on his neck. Their surrounds are beginning to fade from his consciousness: All he can think about is her. It shows in the way he watches her.]

Himeko... Your hands are so soft.

Are they really? I do use lotion on them so that they don't dry out... did you want me to touch you more directly...?

[ She pauses near his chest, wondering if she should help him out of it. ]

[His expression betrays his shy words. Yuuto is clearly interested.]

I- Mmm… If you don’t mind. Should I..? [He wonders if he needs to get up and unbutton his shirt for her.]

Let me do it.

[ Her voice is soft, but insistent. A fingertip reaches to the uppermost button, running across it almost teasingly. ]

I can, right?

[The sound he makes is nothing more than a soft gasp. Then he nods slightly, not wanting to move too much and push her hands away.]

Anything that you want. I trust you.

[ That gasp makes Inaba's face turn red, not out of embarrassment or fluster, but rather because hearing it is something that she enjoys very much.

She leans in close, lowering herself over him as her lips dip right near his ear, voice low: ]

You should be careful saying that... I might wind up taking advantage of it.

[ As she slowly pops open the buttons of his shirt, one by one. ]

[He has to close his eyes as he feels his fluster becoming hotter on his face. Though he doesn't complain. Yuuto likes how her voice by his ears makes his heart melt into a puddle. It's nice to feel at her mercy. It feels good to trust her so much.]

... Mm. I- trust you... to make it feel good for us both. Whatever you want. I'm yours.

Thank you.

[ Her voice is appreciative as she pops open the last button. ]

Um... I might need you to take it off all the way, though. And if there's anything you especially like-- just. Tell me, okay?

You too… oh. [Yuuto pushes up on his elbows so that he can try to ease his unbuttoned shirt off. It’s an automatic move- One made without much thought- So he’s surprised when it brings him closer to her.

Yuuto freezes. His brain is caught in a loop of liking any closeness and knowing he needs to take off his shirt to get even closer.]

Uh- Auuuu… Being close to you..? Your voice… Being teased- What can I do for you?

. . . it's a bit embarrassing to hear you say that you like my voice when it's not unique at all.

[ She isn't sure if part of what she said there was honesty that she wound up blurting out, but it doesn't really matter right now. ]

Then let's get closer. If I wound up saying what I like or want, I'll end up becoming a puddle of embarrassment.

What if I'd like that too..? If you were... [Yuuto catches himself and bites his tongue, too embarrassed to continue. Being embarrassed together doesn't sound the worst.

Instead, he shifts his body to offer to bring his arms around her,] Close like this, or..?

What kind of stupid statement is that?

[ She huffs a bit, trying to cool herself off a bit. ]

Yeah. Close like that... [ Inaba lowers herself down enough so that her body presses against his own. ] I'm not too heavy, am I?

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