Oh, that's a noise that makes Koumyou's heart beat even harder. He can feel his face heating, even as his fingers instinctively tighten in Devero's hair.

Just gotta, you know, hold onto something. Anything. Mouth pliant and open to Devero's kissing, but he's not completely passive despite his lack of experience. His tongue chases after Devero's in a hot slide, and something suspiciously close to a moan happens at the back of his throat.