Mamorudidn'tanswer,onlythestilleyecontactmadeAkirakissagain.Mamorudidnotresistortrytoescape.Thismakespeopleyearnforthicklipsandsofttonguetipspushedintotheirmouths.Enjoythesweetnesshehasn'ttastedinalongtime.
Atfirst,therewasnoresponse.Whenstimulated,Mamorucouldn'tstandhisrequestandkissedeachother'stongueasifhewantedAkira'stouch.
Hecan'tstandtheneed,whichisnotasexualneed,butapsychologicalneed.
HemissesAkira'stouch...MissAkira...
Really,hekeptithiddeninhisheart.Reunion,relivingthepast,letMaocannolongerstandhisfeelings.
WhenMamorukissed,Akiradidnothaveanyreasonbutkissedwithbothhands,rippedtheclothesofthemaninfrontofhim,approachedhim,andbumpedMamorubackwardsagainstthebedside,whenhistallmansatdown.Hepushedeachothertothegroundandlaydown,raisedhislegs,andtheninsertedhimselfinthemiddle.
Thesecondtheireyesstaredateachother,Akirawhispered.
"Imissyou.Howmanyyearshaveyourefusedme?Youaresomean."