Kim leaned in further, pressing their bodies together.Kenta tried to keep his face blank. It didn't work.Especially not when Kim brushed his lips against his neck, slow and deliberate.Kenta let out a small, involuntary sound. "Oh?" Kim cooed. "Did you just-was that a whimper?" "No." Kim kissed the spot again. "Sounded like a whimper" "I didn't." "You're blushing." Kenta turned his face away. "You're annoying."