Smooch — smooch..

Heavy breathing wafted through the air, adding to the intimate impression surrounding the two of them. The sound of sweet kisses and faint moans coming from your lips, when the indigo-haired man's hand gently rubbed your thigh, tickling but pleasant.

Bodies pressed against each other with you sitting on his lap, feeling his arms wrapped perfectly around your waist and holding you. He deepens the kiss and bites your lip a little until he suddenly seems a little aggressive. His mind remembered the thing that made his jealousy surge—feeling didn't like seeing you close to your other friends.