Kouhei's heart thundered in his chest the moment her words reached his ears. It was a rush of emotions so strong it felt like his body was moving on instinct. He couldn't hold back. He leaned in, his breath mingling with hers, and captured Aria's lips with his own.
Her lips were warm and impossibly soft, trembling slightly against his as if unsure of what to do. That hesitation, that awkwardness, only made it more intoxicating. He kissed her deeply, savoring the sweetness of her inexperience, his hands moving to gently cradle her face. Aria, though hesitant, responded timidly, her lips parting just enough for him to feel the heat radiating from her.
After what felt like an eternity yet not nearly long enough, they pulled apart. Kouhei stared into her eyes, his own reflection gazing back at him from their depths. Those eyes held nothing but him—no hesitation, no doubts. Only him.
