[At the very least Diva has no problem being vocal about her likes and dislikes. If she had any problem with anything Atsushi'd done before, he'd be aware of it quite quick. For now though she's content with laying still beneath him, welcoming the kiss that he decides to lean down and give her. She easily melts into the contact, returning the kiss, doing her best to be wary of her fangs. It's not hard to be careless though, especially when everything else seems so overwhelming in contrast. If she nicks his lips with the tips of them she doesn't mean to.
Diva isn't used to soft or slow. Most things in her life are frantic and rough, herself being one that's used to existing in a constant wound up state. Atsushi's set the pace though, forcing her to embrace a more mellowed out experience. Not that that's a bad thing it's just new and different.
It feels only natural to sigh against his lips and hold onto him tight as she becomes more and more familiar with how it feels to have him inside and atop her. Kissing helps distract from the awkwardness of it all, and by the time she's sliding her tongue past his lips, she become used to it. It feels good, being this close.]
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Diva isn't used to soft or slow. Most things in her life are frantic and rough, herself being one that's used to existing in a constant wound up state. Atsushi's set the pace though, forcing her to embrace a more mellowed out experience. Not that that's a bad thing it's just new and different.
It feels only natural to sigh against his lips and hold onto him tight as she becomes more and more familiar with how it feels to have him inside and atop her. Kissing helps distract from the awkwardness of it all, and by the time she's sliding her tongue past his lips, she become used to it. It feels good, being this close.]