Asha was surprised at the change from when they'd been together in the closet earlier, though it certainly wasn't bad. She soon found herself with her hands on either side of her head, fingers linked with his as they kissed and moved together.
Xarakas kept the same steady pace as they shifted together and kissed, resting his forehead against hers as he pulled back briefly to look at her. "Is this alright? What else can I do?" he asked softly, unable to help but make sure he was pleasing her. "God, you feel amazing."
As he seemed to worry about her, Asha quickly shook her head, silencing him with another kiss. "This is perfect, Xarakas. You're perfect," she reassured him, squeezing his fingers and hoping he knew she was being completely honest. "Just let me know if you need us to do something different."
Xarakas gave a little nod as he returned her kiss, resting his forehead against hers as he continued to move with her. He carefully unlinked one of his hands from hers to reach between them to tease her center, pressing kisses down her neck.
"God, Xarakas," Asha breathed with a needy moan, but recalling what had happened in the closet, she reached down and pulled his hand away, giving his fingers a squeeze. "No, focus on how you feel this time," she encouraged, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips, making sure to keep both of his hands linked with hers as they continued to move together to the pace he'd set.
"But—" Xarakas started to argue as she pulled his hand away, although he fell silent as she kissed him. "But I want you to feel good too, Asha," he argued finally, continuing with the pace he'd set earlier.
Asha gave a little shake of her head as he argued with her. "I do," she promised, kissing him again. "I just don't want a repeat of earlier." Realizing from his expression that he wasn't likely to let it go, however, she relented, "I'll let your hands go so you can do whatever you want once you're close."
Xarakas groaned as she kept arguing with him, but nodded in agreement as she relented, pressing a deep kiss to her lips as he adjusted them slightly and increased his pace a bit. It wasn't long before he felt himself growing close, kissing her deeply as he tugged his hand from hers so he could reach between them to tease her. "Fuck, Asha. I'm so close. God, I want to make you come too," he murmured between kisses.
Asha moaned into their kiss when, after some time, Xarakas once more tugged his hand from hers to tease her. "Shit, Xarakas." She pressed closer, whimpering needily as he brought her close as well. "God, I'm going to come, Xarakas. Don't hold back. Come with me."
Xarakas moaned as he felt her grow close, pressing a needy kiss to her lips as she begged for him to come with her. "God, Asha, I'm going to come. Fuck," he cursed, his thrusts growing sloppy as he reached his high, squeezing her hand tightly as he groaned.
Asha came within moments of Xarakas, squeezing his hand back as they each stilled and came down from their highs. "How was that?" she asked softly after a few moments as she looked up into his eyes, seeming anxious for his answer.
Xarakas rested his forehead next to hers as they both came down from their highs, cursing softly as he caught his breath. As she asked how it was he pressed a loving kiss to her lips. "Wonderful, amazing, I.. I don't know if I really have the words," he murmured, kissing her again as he wrapped his arms around her and tugged her close.