The heavy scent of his cologne, his warm body, and yet cold fingertips. His strong gaze, his sweet and low voice. His voice calling her name over and over like some kind of spell. "Setsura."
She isn't proud of it at all. But before Akito, she didn't do it with anybody else. Sure she experienced kisses, bugging, and holding hands. But that's as far as she got. So when it came down to doing it, she didn't have the faintest idea what to do. Setsura noted that he was getting awfully close, but she didn't notice when he removed her clothes. Was it when they were hugging, did he already started to remove the zipper? Either way that didn't matter now.
Surprisingly, even an inexperienced person would know what to do during these situations. Her body just reacted naturally.
"Does it feel that good?"
Setsura rolled her eyes at his comment, "You already know it does, quit asking."
"I like hearing you say it."
