and i fall into your breathing

[kamae]

[ They've been taking it pretty slowly, for the most part, just mostly-chaste kisses and some not-so-chaste touching. Nothing in bed, though—at least, not until today. Mitsuya has long since drawn the curtains of his room and wedged a chair underneath the doorknob. He's willing to go further today, having entertained thoughts of it since their first kiss.

He has some experience, but not enough to keep his face from flushing as he pulls back slightly to catch his breath. Afternoon light filters in through a gap in the curtains, enough to light the room with the aid of a bedside lamp. ]

Do you want to... take this off?

[ He lifts his hands slowly to the front of the other's shirt, waiting for permission. ]