[She whimpers against his touch, opting to trace little symbols into his skin: Love, beloved, beautiful. They were in Japanese, so it wasn't as though he would understand her, but...it felt right to do.
It was a way to communicate when she was too overwhelmed to really form words.
And oh, his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her neck. She didn't know that those were even sensitive, but nnnnnnh, she knew now.]
Feels...g-good...
[Good enough to where she gently ran one of her feet against her lover, wrapping one leg around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer.]
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Date: 2024-02-16 03:13 pm (UTC)[She whimpers against his touch, opting to trace little symbols into his skin: Love, beloved, beautiful. They were in Japanese, so it wasn't as though he would understand her, but...it felt right to do.
It was a way to communicate when she was too overwhelmed to really form words.
And oh, his hands on her breasts and his mouth on her neck. She didn't know that those were even sensitive, but nnnnnnh, she knew now.]
Feels...g-good...
[Good enough to where she gently ran one of her feet against her lover, wrapping one leg around his waist in an attempt to pull him closer.]
Ba...kura...!