At that moment.
Mikami Yu and Pakura both stopped moving and stared at each other.
They were too close.
At this distance, each could clearly see their own reflection in the other's pupils, feel the other's body heat and contours, and sense that warm breath brushing their cheeks, carrying the faint, clean fragrance of soap left after a bath.
Compared to Pakura, Mikami Yu felt it even more keenly. After all, he was the one underneath, bearing her weight. He could distinctly feel a pair of airbags pressing against him, spreading out to either side under the pressure and bringing a full, wonderfully strange sensation-
Thump-thump, thump-thump. The sound of heartbeats gradually emerged.
It quickly went from indistinct to unmistakable.
Pakura shifted slightly, bracing her hands against the stone on either side of Mikami Yu's ears. Loose strands of orange-red hair fell down, brushing his neck. She lowered herself a little, pressing their chests even closer together. The heartbeats within their chests seemed to resonate, growing more pronounced.
A thick, secretive atmosphere that made their breathing slow spread through the surrounding air, as though even time
had slowed around them.
"Um-"
Pakura suddenly spoke, her face mere inches from Mikami Yu's, her breath sweet. "Has Nohara Rin ever done this with you?"
"Huh? You mean-"
Mikami Yu froze.
"You know what I mean."
Of course Mikami Yu knew what this woman meant.
The answer to that question was, naturally-
No.
Although Mikami Yu and Nohara Rin had always been close, often went places together, and knew how the other felt, their physical intimacy had never reached this point.
Their closest moment had probably been when Nohara Rin had plucked up her courage and kissed him after that rescue mission. Normally, they did little more than hold hands or hug. As