Hanamaru Hanabi closed her eyes, letting him nibble on her soft lips; he sensed her nervousness and slowed his movements.
The fragrance flowed from his mouth into his brain, lingering in his mind.
This wonderful contact made him involuntarily apply more pressure, causing Hanamaru Hanabi's chin to lift slightly.
Uesugi Sakura could feel her shy yet earnest attempt to respond, holding her breath and pressing down harder on her tender little hands...
...
The moon seemed to have halted its glow, casting only the most beautiful moonlight on the two pairs of tightly clasped hands, one large and one small.
This breath of love... truly felt like a sweet dream one couldn't bear to leave.
...
She was panting, her face flushed, perhaps still recovering from their earlier moment.
Just looking at her like this, it was as if he had witnessed the most wonderful, dreamlike things in the world.
She was his childhood sweetheart, his fiancée, how could he bear to leave her?
