[They agreed to wait-- that, if nothing else, is something that sticks in Naoki's mind. So even if Yang's back lifts in a way that makes him want to scrape his nails right along her spine, and even if her hand is searing hot against his skin in turn, he'll keep it to the contact of their lips and the light press of their bodies.
His heart is hammering in his ears, though, far too loud, and he's sure he's going to start groaning the second he stops thinking about anything besides kissing Yang. He's already close to it.
Naoki's tongue still slides along hers, tasting her mouth, eager and wanting, plainly.]
action;
His heart is hammering in his ears, though, far too loud, and he's sure he's going to start groaning the second he stops thinking about anything besides kissing Yang. He's already close to it.
Naoki's tongue still slides along hers, tasting her mouth, eager and wanting, plainly.]