[ His breath catches when Kizuna kisses his hand—even through the leather of his glove he can feel the heat of it searing into his skin.
…He hates how easily he’s taken in by these things sometimes.
Yet he meets Kizuna’s gaze with a sheepish smile instead. It’s not often he’s cared to pull rank, but given the implication that Kizuna might be royalty himself… ]
…It appears so, though I don’t really think of myself that way.
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…He hates how easily he’s taken in by these things sometimes.
Yet he meets Kizuna’s gaze with a sheepish smile instead. It’s not often he’s cared to pull rank, but given the implication that Kizuna might be royalty himself… ]
…It appears so, though I don’t really think of myself that way.