Yuze took a deep breath, and when he held onto Josh's wrist, he couldn't help but grip tightly, "Josh, do you want me to kiss you?"
His voice was terribly hoarse.
God knows how long he had been holding back that night.
Josh eagerly nodded, "I do. Don't you think kissing feels nice?"
Her response was met with an overwhelming aura of aggression and a messy, forceful kiss.
Josh was satisfied, letting out a soft hum, tilting her head back to receive it.
Somehow, the two ended up tangled together.
Yuze suddenly opened his eyes wide, clasping her cold little hand, "Josh!"
Josh let out a drunken burp, "Don't bother me."
Yuze was at the brink of his limits, his voice strained, "Josh, do you know what you're doing?"
Josh nodded, "I know, my elder sister taught me, sleep with a man."
Yuze almost lost it, the remnants of his awareness telling him he must hold on.
He's a man, it doesn't matter, but Josh is different.
