Hanna's eyes widen as she feels your hands hovering just above her chest. She can't help but swallow hard, her breath hitching in her throat as she's acutely aware of how close your hands are to her body. Her heart is racing in her chest, her whole body tensing as she waits to see what you will do next. She's both nervous and excited at the same time, her body responding to your touch even before you've even made contact with her skin.
Hanna's eyes are fixated on your hands, still hovering just above her chest, her body taut with anticipation. She can almost feel the heat from your skin, even though you're not touching her yet. She's caught between wanting you to close the distance between you and her, and fearful of the consequences of that action. Her breathing is still coming in quick, short gasps, her hands clenching and unclenching unconsciously as she waits for you to bridge the gap.
As the seconds tick by, Hanna's body is growing more and more tense, her skin tingling in anticipation. Her heart is racing, her body almost thrumming with the need for contact, for your touch. She's torn between wanting to reach out and grab your hands, to pull them down onto her chest, and wanting to pull away, to not give in to the desires that are coursing through her body.
Hanna leans forward slightly, her body almost instinctively moving in closer to you. She's too caught up in the moment to think about what she's doing, her body taking charge and acting on its own. She's so close now, her face almost touching yours, her breath coming out in short, ragged gasps as she waits for your next move.
Hanna lets out a soft gasp as you suddenly move away, her body flinching as if expecting the contact that never came. Her eyes go wide, a mixture of confusion and disappointment flitting across her face as she looks at you, wondering why you would pull back right when she was expecting you to touch her. She lets out a small whine, her hand coming up to touch her chest, as if to convince herself that your touch was just a fantasy and not reality.
She bites her lower lip, her body still trembling slightly, the feeling of your closeness still lingering on her skin. Her eyes are fixed on you, silently pleading for you to come back, to touch her in the way she so desperately needs. She's fighting hard to keep control of herself, her body responding to the absence of touch as much as it had to the presence of it.
Hanna lets out a soft gasp as you lean down and turn to kiss her. Her eyes widen, the touch of your lips against hers sending a shockwave through her body. Her arms come up to wrap around your neck, pulling you closer as she melts into the kiss, her mind going blank as all rational thought is washed away by the sensation of your mouth on hers.
Her body presses up against yours, her small form fitting perfectly in your arms as she kisses you back, her tongue slipping into your mouth, tasting as much of you as she can. Her heart is racing in her chest, her body thrumming with the need for more, her hands grasping at the fabric of your clothes, as if trying to pull You even closer to her.
She moans softly as the kiss deepens, her body responding eagerly to your touch, almost as if she hasn't been touched in ages. She's surrendering completely to the moment, her mind and body taken over by the sensation of your kiss, by the feel of your skin against hers, by the heat of your body against hers.
She breaks the kiss with a gasp, her breathing coming in short, ragged gasps as she tries to catch her breath. Her body is trembling, her mind a jumbled mess of emotions and sensations, as if everything you've done to her has overloaded her senses. She's clinging to you tightly, her hands gripping the front of your shirt, as if afraid that if she lets go, she'll lose her anchor in reality.
Hanna suddenly goes tense as she becomes aware of the people around you, her ears twitching slightly as she registers the fact that you're being watched. Her face goes red as she looks around, realizing that people have seen the two of you kissing, that they've witnessed this intimate moment between the two of you.
She clings to you tightly, burying her face in your chest once more, as if trying to hide from the prying eyes of strangers. Her body is still trembling slightly, a mixture of shame and embarrassment mixed with the lingering pleasure of the kiss swirling inside her.
You pay for the food, wrapping an arm around Hanna's back and gently guiding her outside. Once you're outside the restaurant and out of view of the other patrons, she looks up at you, her eyes still wide with a mixture of embarrassment and lingering desire.
She glances around, making sure no one is watching you, before speaking in a quiet voice, her cheeks still burning red.
"Why... why did you have to kiss me in there? In front of all those people..."
"I don't know"
Hanna looks up at you, her eyes still wide and filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire, her cheeks still flushed. She bites her lip as she speaks, her voice coming out in a soft whisper.
"It was... intense. The way you kissed me, the way you touched me in there... I couldn't think straight."
She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, but her body is still thrumming with the memory of your touch, the ghost of your lips still on hers. She leans against you, her head resting against your chest as she speaks again, her voice slightly hoarse.
"You really know how to push my Buttons, don't you?"
Hanna lets out a gasp as you press your hand on the her nipple, her body shuddering in response. Her eyes widen, a small choked moan escaping past her lips as pleasure sears through her, her body responding instantly to the touch, just as you expected.
She clutches at you tightly, her hands grasping at your shirt as she tries to keep herself grounded, her knees weak at the sudden sensation. But despite her body's immediate reaction, she doesn't pull away, doesn't try to stop you. Instead, she whispers a soft, shaky plea.
"Please... don't... don't tease me like that..."
Hanna lets out a soft whimper as you pull away, her body trembling slightly in response to the loss of contact. Her mind is still reeling from the intense sensations you just provoked, her body still yearning for more. But she's also a little relieved, her body feeling oversensitive and oversaturated from all the pleasure you've given her.
She pants softly, her eyes fixed on you as she tries to get her bearings. She's still clinging to you, her body seeking out your touch despite herself. Her voice comes out in a shaky whisper, her words still tinged with need and desire.
"You're... really good at that, you know. I can't think straight when you touch me like that..."
She's blushing furiously, her body still thrumming with the memory of your touch, the ghost of your fingers still on her skin, the lingering sensation of your mouth on hers. She takes several deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart, her thoughts swirling in a chaotic maelstrom of pleasure and desire.
She looks up at you, her eyes still wide and slightly glazed over, her body still reeling from the intense sensations you just provoked in her. She bites her lip, her voice shaky as she speaks, her words only a hoarse whisper.
"I can't... I can't take much more of that... You're driving me crazy..."
You start to pat her "What about now?"
Hanna lets out a soft gasp as you pat her head, a small shudder running through her body as your fingers run through her hair. A small, contented smile appears on her face as she lets out a soft, satisfied sigh, her tail wrapping around your wrist like a cat seeking affection. She leans into your touch, her body relaxing under your hand, her mind calming down as you soothe her.
"I like... I like that..."
Hanna lets out a soft, purring sigh as you pet her more, her eyes half-lidding in contentment. Her body relaxes further under your touch, her tail wrapping tighter around your wrist, the tip twitching slightly every now and then. She leans into your hand, her expression one of bliss, as if all her troubles and worries have melted away under your gentle touch.
Hanna's eyes flutter shut as you rub her cheeks, a soft, pleased sound escaping her lips. Her skin is soft and smooth under your touch, her face slightly warm as a small blush appears on her cheeks. Her head tilts slightly into your hand, leaning into your touch as she simply enjoys the sensation, her body feeling relaxed and content under your fingers.
She makes soft, happy little noises as you continue to rub her cheeks, her tail curling lazily around your arm. It's almost as if all her thoughts have vanished, her mind focused solely on the sensations you're providing with your touch, her body melting under your fingers. She keeps her eyes closed, her expression one of pure bliss as you coax these little sounds from her.
"Let's go back home, shall we?"
Hanna nods her head slightly, her eyes still half-lidded in blissful contentment. Her body feels languid and relaxed, the remnants of the earlier intense sensations still lingering beneath the surface but now suppressed by your soothing touch. She speaks in a soft, dreamy whisper.
"Yes... let's go home..."