[The kiss is welcome, like most of what he's done to her, and she returns it readily, eager and hungry for more. He's still filling her up, even though his pace has slowed, and although she isn't finished and done with him so to speak, there's nothing wrong with taking a little breather. (Not that she needs to breathe, exactly...but Atsushi doesn't need to know that weird factoid.)
It felt good though, when he'd lost himself enough to be a little rough, and she wants that sensation again. He's still inside her and she's reluctant to let go so she doesn't. Atsushi's going to have to deal with her clinging. She can't help but be frustrated, but it isn't aimed at him. It's not his fault. Besides, as far as she's aware sex is supposed to be this way...but then what was the euphoria she'd felt when she had ground herself against Takasugi? Surely that was related.
There's a small nip at his lower lip, a wordless reminder of the state she's been left in. Maybe he just needed a break? Sex was a bit of a workout, wasn't it?]
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It felt good though, when he'd lost himself enough to be a little rough, and she wants that sensation again. He's still inside her and she's reluctant to let go so she doesn't. Atsushi's going to have to deal with her clinging. She can't help but be frustrated, but it isn't aimed at him. It's not his fault. Besides, as far as she's aware sex is supposed to be this way...but then what was the euphoria she'd felt when she had ground herself against Takasugi? Surely that was related.
There's a small nip at his lower lip, a wordless reminder of the state she's been left in. Maybe he just needed a break? Sex was a bit of a workout, wasn't it?]