[Not even Aizawa's friends get this sort of treatment but, in the moment, it feels entirely natural. Victor settles on his lap like an indulged cat. Ah, maybe that explains the inordinate fondness. It doesn't explain the magnetic pull he feels when Victor's lips are so close to his.]
[The stare with the licked lips seems like an invitation. He has no idea why such an invitation would be issued to him but letting it go by seemed like such a waste.]
[He leans in, closing that gap between them, trailing his tongue from the drop upwards, until his lips meet the other's lips.]
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[The stare with the licked lips seems like an invitation. He has no idea why such an invitation would be issued to him but letting it go by seemed like such a waste.]
[He leans in, closing that gap between them, trailing his tongue from the drop upwards, until his lips meet the other's lips.]