[Shivers, so much he knows it must be felt as he kisses Shiro back, soft but at the same time wanting to dispel any hesitation that might linger, leaning toward him too, his chest pressing up into his hand. Always. Ironically, though, it's his voice that comes out a little halting and small when he asks:]
Can y- ... Call me that again?
[It's weird to think he could miss something without knowing it was missing in the first place, without even all that much time passing "outside" before they returned here but at the same time that it could all seem so far away somehow. It's a selfishness, maybe. Still.]