[The new pace definitely caught him off-guard, his arm tightening around Bedivere's waist. Hiding was hard like this, the fine tremors running through his form palpable, and he could only try to continue speaking and pretend his voice remained steady.]
- hah, of course. [He exhaled, ending a stroke a little more firm when he got to the tip, and repeated the cycle again. If Bedivere kept it up, Dazai would soon lose his own sense of rhythm and shift to urging the other towards completion.] And to a moth, you're a flame.
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[The new pace definitely caught him off-guard, his arm tightening around Bedivere's waist. Hiding was hard like this, the fine tremors running through his form palpable, and he could only try to continue speaking and pretend his voice remained steady.]
- hah, of course. [He exhaled, ending a stroke a little more firm when he got to the tip, and repeated the cycle again. If Bedivere kept it up, Dazai would soon lose his own sense of rhythm and shift to urging the other towards completion.] And to a moth, you're a flame.