Asano Atsuko. The Sixth Zone (№ 205515)

Inokuchi gently patted the hand of Zion. The tension slowly eased, the blood ran through his veins. Zion closed his eyes and let his head fall on his chest Inokuchi.
He felt an almost imperceptible bulge. In a normal situation, he would have jumped in confusion and panic. But now he felt only calm. Next was supporting his body, embracing arms, whispering his voice and someone else's warm, comforting it. It was priceless happiness. Isn't it?
- Inukai... thank you.
"But...".
Zion bit his lip.
"But it's not the heat, which I crave. Not the body, not the whispers, not the hands."