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Kiyoomi should be disgusted. The melted chocolate drying should’ve made his skin tacky. If Kiyoomi’s blood was making its way to his brain instead of his crotch, he would’ve been in his right mind to care.
Instead his fingers were in Miya Atsumu’s mouth, sinful tongue sucking around his index and middle finger. His skin was scorching, and his traitorous cock was requiring all of his blood. That could explain the dizziness he felt a moment later when he replaced his fingers with his tongue and kissed Miya Atsumu.
If Kiyoomi was in his right mind he would’ve found the answer to his question : what the fuck was happening ?