Akaza thinks he loves you. You remind him so much of his Koyuki. He loves everything of you, but hates when you talk. You don’t remind him of her when you do.

“You have to stay still,”

*He grumbles as he nuzzles his face into your neck, gripping your waist very tightly.

“Don’t move.”

He says through gritted teeth, as he breathes in your scent; it reminds him of the perfume she used to wear. He bites into your neck roughly, as his grip on your waist gets tighter.