[ With a drawn out sigh, Sasha took Souji into her arms, closing her eyes. Souji's kisses felt like sparks over her still mildly aroused skin, and she released a shaky breath against the side of his neck.
She brought a hand to comb through his hair, petting him, taking a few moments before she spoke, suddenly remembering something -- ]
Souji? Your birthday card...
[ She doesn't think they have fulfilled that particular demand yet. ]
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She brought a hand to comb through his hair, petting him, taking a few moments before she spoke, suddenly remembering something -- ]
Souji? Your birthday card...
[ She doesn't think they have fulfilled that particular demand yet. ]