[They're dangerous words, for both of them. She could take it and hold onto it like a lifeline, to drag him in and under and never let him come up for air. It's tempting, sorely tempting, but she's not that person anymore. She can't be.
His touch makes her breath catch, everything enhanced beyond the norm and it's just a simple touch, it really shouldn't feel that good, but she's also not about to complain about it. She shivers and makes a soft moaning noise as Atsushi finally kisses her.
Her brain reels, but she's quick to respond, returning the kiss eagerly and relishing in the sweetness of it. Her hands slide back up his body, over his chest and his shoulders to slide her arms around his neck. The heat between them is nearly stifling, but she barely has anything left to take off to try and relieve it.]
[Atsushi isn't even aware of that, unfortunately. What he is aware of is wanting and being wanted in return was a heady, wonderful feeling, one he craved in a way that had nothing to do with the moon.
One they probably both understood intimately, as well.
Atsushi kisses her eagerly in return, heart pounding in his chest but nervousness fading from his mind as he gasps against her lips and seeks further closeness, pressing closer with his body while his hand follows along the curve of her breast, brushes a nipple, simply explores and caresses.
He doesn't have much in the way of experience, but he has a lot of eagerness to make up for it.]
[She tilts her head, deepening the kiss until she can feel her lungs screaming at her to pull away and breathe properly. But when she does, her breathing is harsh and seems impossibly loud in her room.
She presses her body up against him, grinding her hips against him with a soft gasp that ends in a moan. Even just rubbing against him like this feels amazing, the barest of touches making her nerves sing.]
Pl-please, keep touching me... [She whimpers her little plea, because while her only experience so far has been with a certain bandaged freak they both know, it doesn't matter. His eagerness and the light of the mood makes everything feel too good to be true.]
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His touch makes her breath catch, everything enhanced beyond the norm and it's just a simple touch, it really shouldn't feel that good, but she's also not about to complain about it. She shivers and makes a soft moaning noise as Atsushi finally kisses her.
Her brain reels, but she's quick to respond, returning the kiss eagerly and relishing in the sweetness of it. Her hands slide back up his body, over his chest and his shoulders to slide her arms around his neck. The heat between them is nearly stifling, but she barely has anything left to take off to try and relieve it.]
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One they probably both understood intimately, as well.
Atsushi kisses her eagerly in return, heart pounding in his chest but nervousness fading from his mind as he gasps against her lips and seeks further closeness, pressing closer with his body while his hand follows along the curve of her breast, brushes a nipple, simply explores and caresses.
He doesn't have much in the way of experience, but he has a lot of eagerness to make up for it.]
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She presses her body up against him, grinding her hips against him with a soft gasp that ends in a moan. Even just rubbing against him like this feels amazing, the barest of touches making her nerves sing.]
Pl-please, keep touching me... [She whimpers her little plea, because while her only experience so far has been with a certain bandaged freak they both know, it doesn't matter. His eagerness and the light of the mood makes everything feel too good to be true.]