[Mokou would probably never stop being taken aback when she was kissed like that, meaning the squeak Chloe got was probably something she was used to and probably a lot different than an actual noise of protest. Any noises of protest were usually followed by fire, after all.
Her hands tightened as Chloe worked away under her clothing, her fingers digging into her back as best they could with the woman's skin being so slippery and - ugh - clean.
Oh right she should probably kiss back. Not only has it been a paragraph since lips were locked and saliva swapped but Mokou hasn't even made an effort. Again, it's probably not the first time she's done that, but it always embarrasses her a little whenever it happens, meaning she kisses back with excessive attempts at enthusiasm to make up for it... which, naturally, only makes her more self conscious.
At least she's too caught up in her own racing thoughts to hear herself moaning into Chloe's lips.]
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Her hands tightened as Chloe worked away under her clothing, her fingers digging into her back as best they could with the woman's skin being so slippery and - ugh - clean.
Oh right she should probably kiss back. Not only has it been a paragraph since lips were locked and saliva swapped but Mokou hasn't even made an effort. Again, it's probably not the first time she's done that, but it always embarrasses her a little whenever it happens, meaning she kisses back with excessive attempts at enthusiasm to make up for it... which, naturally, only makes her more self conscious.
At least she's too caught up in her own racing thoughts to hear herself moaning into Chloe's lips.]