[He's not proud of that startled but pleased sound that jumps out of his mouth, once Mitsuru kisses him on the lips. At least it doesn't seem to discourage Mitsuru, with how she stays straddling him.
And how she keeps teasing at his neck. NOW he's starting to understand what she means about not fighting fair. His breathing is going a little more heavy, and there's another odd noise escaping his lips as she teases at his neck.]
"Only thing I mind is that you're not..."
[How is he supposed to put this, exactly? That she's not as aggressive as she could be?
And he's weirdly excited by that thought? It's certainly pushing an electric feeling down his back and into his stomach, before settling deeper.]
"Th...That is. You could be a lot more forceful, if you wanted. I wouldn't complain."
[He finds himself reaching with one of his hands and gently weaving his fingers into Mitsuru's hair. Not pulling on it of course... Just appreciating it, and how the strands shift between his fingers. Certainly not something he's been able to savor much, until now.]
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And how she keeps teasing at his neck. NOW he's starting to understand what she means about not fighting fair. His breathing is going a little more heavy, and there's another odd noise escaping his lips as she teases at his neck.]
"Only thing I mind is that you're not..."
[How is he supposed to put this, exactly? That she's not as aggressive as she could be?
And he's weirdly excited by that thought? It's certainly pushing an electric feeling down his back and into his stomach, before settling deeper.]
"Th...That is. You could be a lot more forceful, if you wanted. I wouldn't complain."
[He finds himself reaching with one of his hands and gently weaving his fingers into Mitsuru's hair. Not pulling on it of course... Just appreciating it, and how the strands shift between his fingers. Certainly not something he's been able to savor much, until now.]