[Omi!!! He walks around the table to where Omi is and then just standa there expectantly because he is still not very cool or smooth or proactive at all.]
[My only fear is this time they go all the way. Fukuda is settling into Omi's lap, before breaking the kiss so he can shift to leave some marks on Omi's neck.]
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You did your best.
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[Cautiously.]
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Anyway, Omi will tug him into a sweet kiss.]
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Still, as always, once he's invited in, he starts to get a little bold, and bites down on Omi's lip.]
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They are going to do this in public.
Omi even tugs him closer. Onto his lap, Fukuda.]
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