Drowning...? Was that the best way to describe this feeling...? It was overwhelming, like she couldn't breathe, like her every sensation was on overdrive as her lips moved against his and her hands skated up his sides. Bakura's kiss was the air in her lungs, his touch was her heartbeat, and his steady weight on her was her liferaft against the tide.
Inko moaned into his kiss, unsure of what to do. Where to put her hands.
The most she could do was trail her fingers up and down his spine, up his sides, along his arms and up his chest.
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Drowning...? Was that the best way to describe this feeling...? It was overwhelming, like she couldn't breathe, like her every sensation was on overdrive as her lips moved against his and her hands skated up his sides. Bakura's kiss was the air in her lungs, his touch was her heartbeat, and his steady weight on her was her liferaft against the tide.
Inko moaned into his kiss, unsure of what to do. Where to put her hands.
The most she could do was trail her fingers up and down his spine, up his sides, along his arms and up his chest.
His physique was perfect.
And he wanted her.
He wanted her...!]