"Don't say such a thing..." Her voice was both angry and embarrassed at the same time. She wasn't used to hearing such words, especially from Kyon. Insults suited him best, after all.
Haruhi nods, not saying another word. Even though she wanted more than just this, she felt as if it was going to be embarrassing to ask him for it. He'd make fun of her, definitely! Yet, in a small, soft whimper, she managed to call out Kyon's name.
And a soft squeak escapes her lips, her cheeks completely flushed as she feels his hands touching her right there, making her get even more worked up than ever before.
"T- they're not," Haruhi lies, side-eyeing him as she glances away, yearning for him to do more, to say more, to make her feel even more excited than she already is.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)