[Souji makes a breathless little mmm noise at her hand squeezing his butt, kissing more eagerly, more avidly, his thumb rubbing across her chest and his hand less tentaive, less shy in its touch. He kisses her until he needs to break off and breathe, trying to collect his thoughts a moment before leaning back in, letting the tip of his nose bump playfully against the tip of hers.]

Some things... doing them right takes more than seven minutes.

[His other hand slides up off her ass and presses over the hand tracing his body beneath his shirt.]

This is all... better than okay.

[He kisses her again, more briefly.]

I don't want to get... too carried away?

[He rubs a thumb over the contour of her breast again.]

Even if I did start it?

[There's a lilt to his voice that isn't quite apologetic, but close.]