[Gokudera felt a little trapped as Makoto leaned over him, his back against the wall, Makoto blocking him in otherwise, but ... but instead of feeling, well, cornered or nervous, Gokudera felt a pleasant kind of anxious, all keyed up and ready for something that was certainly not a fight. He wanted more of it. So much more of it.]
Ah, ah... [when he finally had to breathe, everything was fuzzy and he felt a little dizzy from putting it off for so long, and he felt warm all over. Like before, when they'd been interrupted by Watanuki.] Makoto... [What was the right thing to say here? 'Yes', 'more'? He didn't want to push, but... he wanted more.]
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Ah, ah... [when he finally had to breathe, everything was fuzzy and he felt a little dizzy from putting it off for so long, and he felt warm all over. Like before, when they'd been interrupted by Watanuki.] Makoto... [What was the right thing to say here? 'Yes', 'more'? He didn't want to push, but... he wanted more.]