[ This is the first time he's kissing her without the influence of the moon, huh? It's... a real kiss. IT'S A REAL KISS!!! He's not even thinking about it though, more focused on leaning forward, closing his eyes when he's close enough, licking his lips just before he presses them against hers.
He probably tastes like nicotine. He was smoking before coming here. Some people don't like that, but that's not even something Samatoki considers. They've kissed before. She knows what he tastes like, but a kiss like this, without the aggressiveness and possessiveness of Sanguis is genuine and caring and soft on its own. He. . . really does like Sen. ]
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He probably tastes like nicotine. He was smoking before coming here. Some people don't like that, but that's not even something Samatoki considers. They've kissed before. She knows what he tastes like, but a kiss like this, without the aggressiveness and possessiveness of Sanguis is genuine and caring and soft on its own. He. . . really does like Sen. ]