[It could be a while, he would say - if he trusted himself to get the words out, but speaking is difficult and he already knows that saying that much won't matter. Yukimura isn't likely to change his mind because of something that simple.
So he takes another gasping breath and moves his arms around Yukimura's shoulders to hold himself up, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks as a low, strangled whimper escapes from the back of his throat.]
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So he takes another gasping breath and moves his arms around Yukimura's shoulders to hold himself up, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks as a low, strangled whimper escapes from the back of his throat.]