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He can feel her soft breath blowing against his cheek as he devours her lips further. More pressure whenever their lips touch. His hand is already on her nape, keeping her head steady and trying his best to not get carried away by the mood. Sometimes he takes a break when he hears those clicking sounds from their lips, taking control of his mind even though it’s only them in the parking lot. He traces her lean figure, stops on her shoulders and props her head by holding on the sides of her neck gently. Her lips hasn’t stopped sending him affection until a low grumble is heard from his stomach. He’s taken aback, quite surprised that his own body betrays their moment. “Ah--” he chuckles, covering his laughter followed once he pulls away from her. He presses a hand on his stomach, yet the sound continues to embarrass him. “I’m...sorry about that. What a timing.”