She's bad at speaking in front of people, and can't break the habit of reading books with her gaze cast down.
She can't say no when pushed, and there's a slight pause before she says "yes"——
Sakakibara is so cute.
She likes quiet places.
The smell of the library.
The sound of paper rustling.
And that reaction of freezing up when I get close.
That's why I don't touch.
I lick.
The nape of her neck,
behind her ears,
slowly, as if tracing her cheeks.
I don't do it hard.
I don't rush her.
I just keep licking, wetly.
Being weak to pressure, her body reacts before she can say no.
While saying "no," she loses the reason to run away.
As I lick, I confirm.
As I lick, I teach her.
About herself, getting used to being licked.
This isn't guidance.
Nor is it dominance.
I'm just tasting her "weakness" as she grows up, from the closest distance.
By the time I noticed, in a silence like the library, she was the one looking at me, waiting for my tongue.
——So today, I lick again.
