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The interlocking of their hands always makes Yuki flush, and Kaname can't help but find himself addicted to her reaction. The way her cheeks flush and she turns to avoid his gaze, the quickened beating of her heart and the blood pumping through her. Her breath catching when he cups her face to look at him, the way her attention focuses solely on him when he speaks, "Oh Yuki, why do you turn away from me?"Her stumbled mess of words, the stillness of her body when he sets a hand on her waist and leans down to kiss her. The way she arches herself into the kiss, chasing for more. Her legs shaking underneath her, making her reliant on him for stability. His Yuki, at mercy to his whims, willing to do anything that he wants. He could ask anything of her and he's sure she'd do it, she's such a good girl in that way. (And they both know he hates it when she disobeys.)And when he pulls away from the kiss her eyes are shaded with barely hidden lust, cheeks bright red, slightly bruised lips, and quickened breaths.Oh his Yuki, his sweet little sister.