[It's probably best that she stops when she does. Atsushi isn't that great about realizing his limits, let alone sticking to them, so he wouldn't have said anything until he was about to pass out.
He's not afraid of her, and yet... he's still a little relieved when she pulls back, no matter how willingly he'd give her anything he has. Maybe he's just worried about her hurting him for her sake.
Any kiss is amazing, but his heart still skips a beat when she starts kissing him like that, and he tastes himself on her lips. It seems like it should be a bad thing, and yet kissing her is only ever a good thing, which is why his heart keeps racing even after that initial freak-out, surely in spite of rather than because of tasting his own blood.]
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He's not afraid of her, and yet... he's still a little relieved when she pulls back, no matter how willingly he'd give her anything he has. Maybe he's just worried about her hurting him for her sake.
Any kiss is amazing, but his heart still skips a beat when she starts kissing him like that, and he tastes himself on her lips. It seems like it should be a bad thing, and yet kissing her is only ever a good thing, which is why his heart keeps racing even after that initial freak-out, surely in spite of rather than because of tasting his own blood.]