High Strung
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A written piece by kinkmoose adapted for commaful. watch the rest: https://archiveofourown.o...

High Strung

The spontaneous was difficult to chide when the participation was faultable in equal parts.

It was a flaw Naoto was aware of, the correlation between high strung emotions and making brash decisions she would not under cooler circumstances.

Being pushed up over a small table and back against the wall was not a cool situation.

Neither was the assault of kisses on her neck and sore lips. He was hot, skin inhumanly so where it braced hers.

She was too receptive all too fast she thought when her arms found their way around his shoulders and her legs wrapped around his waist from her seated position.

Tension was a persistent issue they were unable to blow off. The days of being hotheaded in reserve and shooting dangerous looks were gone, replaced with something else.

She did not hate him and she supposed in a way she never did. Maybe she liked him if she could understand what sort of placement he had in her life other than ally.

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