[It takes a while for her wetness to soak through, and he smells it before he feels the change of texture against his skin. It's a little confusing; it's also a lot arousing, because he definitely likes that scent. It's very... "her"? No - that goes without saying, doesn't it?
Atsushi is no body builder, but he's strong and agile enough to balance himself on one hand if she wants to borrow the other, so that's what he does. Humming his understanding, he strokes her thighs, fingertips sliding feather-light over her skin. Is he coordinated enough to multitask and keep his mouth working her breasts? Not really, as it turns out - but the logical solution is to just slide down and kiss her thighs, surely? Yup, he's just gonna do that.]
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Atsushi is no body builder, but he's strong and agile enough to balance himself on one hand if she wants to borrow the other, so that's what he does. Humming his understanding, he strokes her thighs, fingertips sliding feather-light over her skin. Is he coordinated enough to multitask and keep his mouth working her breasts? Not really, as it turns out - but the logical solution is to just slide down and kiss her thighs, surely? Yup, he's just gonna do that.]