Chapter title: Passions Run
Notes: Daiken in this one.

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Was it an accident? You can't quite tell. The foot wasn't there a second ago.

"Daisuke! Lemme up!"

But he doesn't move and neither do you. Instead he grinds his hips against yours, mercilessly, forgetting that you're both in a crowded room at a party.

This is what happens when you let yourself go.

You can smell the alcohol on his breath – or is it on your own? – as he kisses you. His tongue is down your throat and his hands work on your belt. His hips never stop pushing.

It can't be helped. Forget the party; this is passion.