/jp/ - Otaku Culture

"Continue...?" You stare at her open-mouthed as your brain interprets her words.

Rumia gives you a sly smile, giggling as she climbs further, nearly sitting in your lap.

"You mean-"

In a quick motion she presses her mouth against yours, wrapping her arms around your back, squeezing you. Her lips part slightly, and her tongue pushes against yours. You reciprocate, turning your head as you tongues entwine. Her hands roam across your body, gradually reaching the front of your shirt. She tears it open roughly, running her fingers across your bare skin.

Your eyes drift closed, enjoying the sensation of her touch. You put your arms around her, encircling her, stroking her hair. She presses herself closer against you in appreciation, 'mm'ing softly.

In your mind, still muddled by the euphoria and remains of fleeting terror, you can only think of how soft she is, and how good her warmth feels pressed against you. One of your hands drifts down her back, brushing along her hip and on to her thigh. She gasps, pressing herself into your erection, sending a burst of pleasure through you.

You pull her tighter, your hand sliding up under her skirt. Your fingers traces lightly on the inside of her leg, eliciting a small yelp and a moan from her. She pulls back, breaking the kiss, a thin trail of saliva rolling down her chin. Her face is flushed, and she's breathing almost as heavily as you are. She smiles almost dazedly.

"Are you ready?" She laughs softly.