He's never seen a woman look like the perfect storm - so beautiful, and yet so terrifying - until she came roaring into where he was being held captive. It was probably the first time in years that he's let anyone see him so shaken and emotional, but he's glad that it was her and her friends who saw it.
And he's so glad that it was Kimi who confessed first, because he was too relieved at being rescued to realize that he was picking up on her raging feelings at first. He was just happy to hug a real, normal person as a way of saying thanks. ...though he did apologize later for kissing her in front of the others upon hearing that confession. He did hope he didn't embarrass her that much.
But he couldn't help it then, much like he couldn't help but kiss her now. He now knows how much she means to him, and visa versa. He can't imagine his life without her in it now, especially when she's just begging him and rocking on his cock like that thru their clothes. Mamoru finds himself groaning in response as he rocks his hips back against hers, grinding his hardening member against her. "I will...I do...love you, I mean."
His kisses seem practiced, but the way he's slipping her shirt off to grope her breast? Not as practiced; almost clumsy in an eager way. But it's a good kind of clumsy, the way he's fondling her bosom thru her bra. He's just so happy and eager to please her, the one woman who's won his heart...
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And he's so glad that it was Kimi who confessed first, because he was too relieved at being rescued to realize that he was picking up on her raging feelings at first. He was just happy to hug a real, normal person as a way of saying thanks. ...though he did apologize later for kissing her in front of the others upon hearing that confession. He did hope he didn't embarrass her that much.
But he couldn't help it then, much like he couldn't help but kiss her now. He now knows how much she means to him, and visa versa. He can't imagine his life without her in it now, especially when she's just begging him and rocking on his cock like that thru their clothes. Mamoru finds himself groaning in response as he rocks his hips back against hers, grinding his hardening member against her. "I will...I do...love you, I mean."
His kisses seem practiced, but the way he's slipping her shirt off to grope her breast? Not as practiced; almost clumsy in an eager way. But it's a good kind of clumsy, the way he's fondling her bosom thru her bra. He's just so happy and eager to please her, the one woman who's won his heart...