"M-Mmph—?!" Clear's squeak of surprise had been cut short, the sound stolen right out of his mouth the second Aoba's tongue invaded. Clear's squirmed away, at first too shy to accept such an aggressive kiss right there in the middle of the living room floor, but there was nowhere to go and soon the hot, wet stroke of Aoba-san against his palate wasn't nearly shocking, struck him as a little more tempting… He reached out, aching to pull the other man into his arms. As he did so, he rocked forward on his knees and tilted his head, pressing close and deepening their kiss with a bold thrust of his tongue.

It'd taken Clear some time to grow accustomed to Aoba's shifting personality but it didn't scare him anymore. On some days Aoba-san would just his regular lovable self. On others… well… Aoba-san's 'Desire' could be a handful but there was no one better equipped to handle him. Clear was sturdy and loyal and he was always generous with his affection, everything necessary to make Aoba-san's other half feel important and welcome and loved.