[It's one thing doing this sort of thing to someone else, but to be on the receiving end is entirely different. The moment he feels her breath on his neck, tongue flicking out and making contact with his skin...he knows it's over. He feels like he's back in one of the mobile suit hangers, in zero gravity with the way his stomach drops. Who would've thought the anticipation of something so relatively simple would leave him feeling weightless?]
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Y-Yes...