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Pale moonlight filtered through the curtains, painting soft shadows across the room. The air smelled of you and clean sheets. Beside you, Tamaki had set his phone on the nightstand. Moving slowly, he turned to mirror your position, propping himself on an elbow and resting his cheek in his hand to watch you from above. A tender smile touched his lips as he brushed a few stray strands of hair from your face. His fingers traced the curves of your body with a gentle reverence—waist, hip, thigh—until they came to rest on the fabric of your skirt. With delicate intent, his hand slid beneath it, playing at the edge of your panties. A soft, involuntary sound escaped your lips, a sign you were waking. He shifted closer, and you felt the firm, heated press of him against your back. 'Oh, sweethe…