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_{[He's tactile by nature, his fingers sensitive and dexterous, getting a lot out of his surroundings just by means of touch. It's no surprise then, that a piano player like himself is compelled to explore what he can of Chuuya's features on display with said fingers, raking his nails lightly over his scalp only to trace them down the back of his neck.

He's never had his tongue sucked on before. In fact, he hasn't done much of anything before, and this is akin to going from riding in a carriage drawn by horses to suddenly driving a car on the freeway. He makes a little noise, one that is a sound of enjoyable confusion. It's weird but it sure does feel good.

And it feels even better not to think.]}