[ Hana takes his concession to shift and have her on top as her queue to finally return his favor. Because one she's on top, she presses her thighs to his side securely; she only barely feels his hardness positioned as she is closer to his stomach, but she'll get there, she knows. And then she's pulling away from their kiss with a teasing bite to his lips before she trails down, planting kisses to his cheek then along his jawline and then on his neck, her hair all the while cascading over her shoulders, the ends of it brushing against his bare skin. Her breath is hot on his neck, voice low and husky and all at once sincere and clouded with want, when she says: ]
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Let me take care of you this time.