Every movement feels like the breath is being taken from her lungs, her mind swimming. She feels dizzy, like the world has condensed to a pinpoint and she's left clawing back towards the surface to get things a little more levelled again.

Her nails dig into his shoulders, panting against his ear as she clings to him and shifts her hips to meet his, gasping out loud at the feeling. It reminds her a little of falling into that spiral of despair, a feeling that had always bordered on the perverse to begin with, but this had weight behind it. Actual sensations, the feel of him inside her, the swelling of her heart that's something like lust mixed with love.

(It's not, not really, because Mikan knows that the release of endorphins is just confusing her, but she's also always been so quick to fall for people. She could fall for him .She will. But she won't, either, because it would be a disaster for them both in so many ways.)

There's a soft moan that might be his name and might be a plea for more--or maybe it's a bit of both and she can feel her nails beginning to piece his skin, just a little. "I..I'm going to end up h-hurting you..."