[Atsushi may be more far gone than Diva is, but that doesn't mean she's any quieter or less enthusiastic than he seems to be. They've managed to figure out a rhythm of sorts and as soon as Atsushi quickens it she's responding in turn. There's a lot more noise now from her, each movement drawing out a matching moan and sigh as they rock in turn with one another. Her nails begin to dig into him, although she doesn't mean to. It's hard to control herself when she has little control in the first place.
His name is smooth on her tongue, sliding off the tip with ease as she gasps another breath, her bangs beginning to stick to her forehead. Atsushi's bed is going to be a mess by the end of it all, along with themselves, but at least they haven't broken the frame of it? With her legs hooked around him she forces him deeper, eyes glazed over with lust. If his lips come close again she'll snag them in another kiss that'll leave them both breathless.]
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His name is smooth on her tongue, sliding off the tip with ease as she gasps another breath, her bangs beginning to stick to her forehead. Atsushi's bed is going to be a mess by the end of it all, along with themselves, but at least they haven't broken the frame of it? With her legs hooked around him she forces him deeper, eyes glazed over with lust. If his lips come close again she'll snag them in another kiss that'll leave them both breathless.]