[It takes her but a moment to adjust, her fingers digging even harder into his shoulders now; this is probably how he got the scratch marks on his back, to begin with. She feels no shame or regret about it, however.
Her head tilts low, with a soft moan as he pushes into her, as she slowly lowers her hips in return, her knees tightening around his hips. The pace they start with is slow, almost inquisitive, but Yasha is not shy to pick it up, especially since she's been given 'the reins' from being on top.]
Liking the view...? [She asks airily, sitting up more so he can take a good look at her as she moves.]
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Her head tilts low, with a soft moan as he pushes into her, as she slowly lowers her hips in return, her knees tightening around his hips. The pace they start with is slow, almost inquisitive, but Yasha is not shy to pick it up, especially since she's been given 'the reins' from being on top.]
Liking the view...? [She asks airily, sitting up more so he can take a good look at her as she moves.]