[Lea knows he should probably hold back a little and let Roxas figure things out, but there are limits to how responsible he can be, especially now that he's off the arm of the couch and his hands are free and Roxas is licking his lip.
He slides one hand into the soft spikes of Roxas' hair to guide him a little, maybe coax him a bit, then deepens the kiss the way he's wanted to for longer than he's willing to admit.]
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He slides one hand into the soft spikes of Roxas' hair to guide him a little, maybe coax him a bit, then deepens the kiss the way he's wanted to for longer than he's willing to admit.]