[ As Nishikiyama softens, he lets himself slide out of Mine's opening. He lays in a gap between Mine's arm and body, where his legs aren't in the way and pseudo-spooning him. Whatever this position, half turned and half flat, can be referred to. Nishikiyama is tired. Finished with the dick in his hand, he lets go of it. His touch sweeps over the side of Mine's body, settling somewhere on his naked upper hip. The bed smells like them. ]
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