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Mei was coming to love the way Yuzu kissed her. When they kissed, Yuzu acted like it was her first every time. Yuzu's entire face would blush as she leaned in to steal a kiss from Mei every chance she got. At first she would do it gently, as if still surprised that Mei let her, but then she would press herself against the dark haired girl eagerly, relishing every moment of Mei's lips and attention.

On Mei's end, she had never considered the act of kissing as anything more than a tool for power. She had, unfortunately, been kissed many times before by people who forced themselves on her. Mei had come to hate the feeling, and she only felt emptiness when it came to intimacy. It meant nothing to her; it was just a tool, a weapon for getting what you wanted. Sometimes she would even wield this weapon against Yuzu when she was being annoying or nosy and wouldn't shut up. Mei never considered kissing to be a way of expressing sincere emotions… at least not until the blonde ambushed her one day in the student council room.

Mei was convinced that Yuzu's lips had some sort of power. Through her mouth alone, the blonde poured her entire being into her kisses, expressing a million emotions in mere seconds. At first, Mei didn't know why Yuzu got so into such a superficial act. Perhaps the girl was simply physically expressing her tendency to over-emote and over-think everything she did. What Mei did understand though was how intoxicating these small acts of intimacy were quickly becoming.

Whenever Yuzu hugged her, Mei couldn't help but melt under her intense embrace. Every time Yuzu held her, she held on like it would be the last time Mei would ever let her show her affection. Mei couldn't help but moan whenever Yuzu's breath and lips brushed her ear adoringly. And she couldn't help but get wet when Yuzu touched her like it was the most thrilling thing she would ever experience.

In turn, Yuzu became the embodiment of new experiences for Mei. The student council president was never good at communicating, but Yuzu certainly had no trouble conveying her feelings, especially through her lips, tongue and fingertips.

"I need you."

"I care about you."

"I'm here for you."

"I want you."

After being constantly bombarded by these profound expressions of Yuzu's tenderness, Mei's emotional resistance proved futile. The power behind Yuzu's feelings wasn't something Mei could ignore, no matter how much she steeled herself against them. They penetrated the depths of her heart and gradually started to change the way she acted towards Yuzu.

And so, Mei eventually learned to respond to her feelings and express herself through acts of intimacy as well. Whenever Yuzu stayed out too late with Harumi and tried to slip into their bed quietly, Mei would surprise her with a rough, possessive kiss. "You're mine," Mei would try to convey as she slipped her body on top of Yuzu.

And when Yuzu whispered "I love you," to her while grinning and blushing like the secret dork she was, Mei would simply stare at her for a few moments and wonder what she had done right in her life to deserve someone like Yuzu. After giving a small sigh to such a sappy statement, Mei reached up and affectionately caressed the blonde's cheek. Yuzu's green eyes would flutter shut as Mei leaned in to press a delicate kiss on her lips. A kiss that said "I hope you never come to your senses."