She doesn't know what Shiro thinks he's doing when he runs his hands all over her, leaving no part of her untouched, and when he scrapes gently with his teeth and then soothes with the press of his lips and laves hot lines along her skin. She doesn't know if he's trying to drive her crazy, which he is, or he's simply showing his affection but--
Hana has certainly not felt this fired up since she came out of the pod.
There's absolutely no hesitation on her part when he pulls her shirt over her head and then takes her bra off afterward. There's no hesitation on her part, either, as she tries to run her hands along his arms at each and every turn as she shifts and moves around her and she doesn't hold back when the sensation pulls sounds out of her. The hot water pours over her and streams down bare skin, over her shoulders and down her back and to the front over her breasts but it's Takashi Shirogane's touch that blaze trails over her skin, now going flushed in the steam of the shower and in his care, and his touch that has her lips parted because between him and the heat, she can't breathe right.
Oh, god, she needs him so badly.
She has no idea what he's doing but she needs him so badly. ]
Shiro--
[ Her voice chokes up, cuts off, because he's at her throat and then he's silencing her with his lips at least until she groans against his lips and into their kiss. And when she feels the tug of his hand at her pants she hums an affirmative noise, her own hand trailing down to find his and push it down as if to help with the process. She doesn't know what he's doing but she pulls away long enough just to plead, ]
Skin, Shiro. I need to feel yours.
[ Take off the damn shirt, Takashi Shirogane. Hana doesn't care anymore. ]
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She doesn't know what Shiro thinks he's doing when he runs his hands all over her, leaving no part of her untouched, and when he scrapes gently with his teeth and then soothes with the press of his lips and laves hot lines along her skin. She doesn't know if he's trying to drive her crazy, which he is, or he's simply showing his affection but--
Hana has certainly not felt this fired up since she came out of the pod.
There's absolutely no hesitation on her part when he pulls her shirt over her head and then takes her bra off afterward. There's no hesitation on her part, either, as she tries to run her hands along his arms at each and every turn as she shifts and moves around her and she doesn't hold back when the sensation pulls sounds out of her. The hot water pours over her and streams down bare skin, over her shoulders and down her back and to the front over her breasts but it's Takashi Shirogane's touch that blaze trails over her skin, now going flushed in the steam of the shower and in his care, and his touch that has her lips parted because between him and the heat, she can't breathe right.
Oh, god, she needs him so badly.
She has no idea what he's doing but she needs him so badly. ]
Shiro--
[ Her voice chokes up, cuts off, because he's at her throat and then he's silencing her with his lips at least until she groans against his lips and into their kiss. And when she feels the tug of his hand at her pants she hums an affirmative noise, her own hand trailing down to find his and push it down as if to help with the process. She doesn't know what he's doing but she pulls away long enough just to plead, ]
Skin, Shiro. I need to feel yours.
[ Take off the damn shirt, Takashi Shirogane. Hana doesn't care anymore. ]