[ Oh she can feel it alright. Her gaze falls between his legs to confirm her suspicions and the quiet hiss of a reprimand that follows is merely halfhearted at best. Its effectiveness is not at all helped by the red tinge of Mitsuru's cheeks. ]
Ragna.
[ She finds herself moving into his touch as moves along the curve of her hip, then her leg, a light shiver running through her body in what seems like anticipation...
It shouldn't happen this quick, she shouldn't be wet at the thought of what they could be doing while they're stuck hiding out like this. She shifts again, her hips tilting upwards, pressing herself against him there as she gazes up at him through those dark lashes and merlot orbs of hers. ]
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Ragna.
[ She finds herself moving into his touch as moves along the curve of her hip, then her leg, a light shiver running through her body in what seems like anticipation...
It shouldn't happen this quick, she shouldn't be wet at the thought of what they could be doing while they're stuck hiding out like this. She shifts again, her hips tilting upwards, pressing herself against him there as she gazes up at him through those dark lashes and merlot orbs of hers. ]
We... We really shouldn't.
[ They really shouldn't!! ]