[ A challenge, yes that is entirely what this is. That's entirely the reason she feels so warm in the face and riled up at the graze of his teeth on her neck again. It's obvious that she has to take control back somehow, to seize the upper hand in this... test of wills.
It's just that has her using her grip on his shoulders to rise and encourage him to lie back on the bed as she moves to position herself on top of him. She's suddenly acutely aware that they're both still in the none too thick fabric of their sleepwear but that dwelling on that should be dismissed to focus on the challenge. She's absolutely not going to think about the fact that she can feel parts of his body that she never thought she would while they're like this.
She leans in, the lustrous tendrils of her red hair tumbling about them both as she moves to kiss first his mouth, quickly, briefly, before moving to his neck. Mitsuru kisses him there, letting him feel the graze of her teeth and tongue the same way he had been doing to her. Her voice is a little... huskier than usual, a little softer, as she murmurs in response against his neck. ]
You're correct, I'm not complaining about it. But you're free to anytime, Akihiko...
[ She follows it up with another soft yet teasing bite. She wonders briefly what it would be like to mark his skin again, whether he would like that... ]
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[ A challenge, yes that is entirely what this is. That's entirely the reason she feels so warm in the face and riled up at the graze of his teeth on her neck again. It's obvious that she has to take control back somehow, to seize the upper hand in this... test of wills.
It's just that has her using her grip on his shoulders to rise and encourage him to lie back on the bed as she moves to position herself on top of him. She's suddenly acutely aware that they're both still in the none too thick fabric of their sleepwear but that dwelling on that should be dismissed to focus on the challenge. She's absolutely not going to think about the fact that she can feel parts of his body that she never thought she would while they're like this.
She leans in, the lustrous tendrils of her red hair tumbling about them both as she moves to kiss first his mouth, quickly, briefly, before moving to his neck. Mitsuru kisses him there, letting him feel the graze of her teeth and tongue the same way he had been doing to her. Her voice is a little... huskier than usual, a little softer, as she murmurs in response against his neck. ]
You're correct, I'm not complaining about it. But you're free to anytime, Akihiko...
[ She follows it up with another soft yet teasing bite. She wonders briefly what it would be like to mark his skin again, whether he would like that... ]