[ If Mitsuru wasn't going to kiss Weiss, she was going to do it first. Their lips meet and relief washes over her. At least, for a second. There's satisfaction in getting what she wants, although it's only just the beginning. This isn't all that she wants, after all. ]
You can have me any way you want.
[ Weiss really is that eager. Though she imagines that Mitsuru would also be more comfortable if they were in the bedroom, though. Weiss tugs on her hand as she leads Mitsuru to one of the doors. Rather, an entry way to one of the rooms, anyway. The "door" is a curtain made of shells and flowers, which is rather nice for the beach theme. There won't be much privacy if someone does enter though, but that can easily be prevented if they lock the front door. ]
I think we'll be more comfortable on a bed, though.
[ The sound of the television grows louder, and Weiss' footsteps slow. ]
Is someone there?
[ She calls out to whoever may be inside the room, but they don't receive an answer. ]
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You can have me any way you want.
[ Weiss really is that eager. Though she imagines that Mitsuru would also be more comfortable if they were in the bedroom, though. Weiss tugs on her hand as she leads Mitsuru to one of the doors. Rather, an entry way to one of the rooms, anyway. The "door" is a curtain made of shells and flowers, which is rather nice for the beach theme. There won't be much privacy if someone does enter though, but that can easily be prevented if they lock the front door. ]
I think we'll be more comfortable on a bed, though.
[ The sound of the television grows louder, and Weiss' footsteps slow. ]
Is someone there?
[ She calls out to whoever may be inside the room, but they don't receive an answer. ]