[It's clear that the tug to his hair is something he likes, drawing a moan out of him as he returns the kiss, eager to meet her halfway. It doesn't take much to get Hermes to unwind and it seems kissing Yosano is that was needed, both hands now settled firmly on her waist.]
[ Yosano was more than delighted by Hermes' subtle signs of approval. His moan into her her mouth and hands on her waist. Her stomach fluttering at the restrained contact, but wanting more.
She shifted, turning towards Hermes, pushing him back into the couch with her kisses. Yosano rose up onto her knees and threw a leg over his to straddle him. Yosano's skirt rode up her thighs as she settled herself on him. Her chest flush against his as she momentarily pulled back to catch her breath. ]
[It isn't hard for him to approve of what she's doing - after all he wants this. Closeness, attention...he craved contact with others. Loneliness was a disease he hadn't found the cure for, but sex certainly starved off the symptoms for a few moments of reprieve.
As she straddles him he holds her close, leaning in to kiss at her jaw as she catches her breath. Lips move to her throat as he tucks her hair back behind an ear. He wants to bite, to leave a mark, but he doesn't know her well enough to do so without prompting. Then again he could always offer to heal it away...]
Mhhm— [ Yosano softly moaned at his lips on her throat. Goosebumps left as a trail down her neck where his gentle wet kisses touched.
Yosano's fingers dug into Hermes' hair, nails scraping against his scalp, as she rolled her hips into him. Her thighs quivering slightly at the friction, wanting more. ]
[The dig of nails against his scalp has him gasping against her mouth, the sound turning into a desperate little moan as she grinded up against him. It's clear that he's already growing hard in his pants - it doesn't take much to get him going it seems.]
[ Yosano drawled into his mouth. Grinding against his clothed cock, while her free hand slid underneath Hermes' shirt. Soft fingers gliding over his stomach and up his chest. Her thumb brushed over his nipple and she yanked on his hair again. Wanting to indulge in another of his delicious expressions. ]
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Ah...mnn...
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She shifted, turning towards Hermes, pushing him back into the couch with her kisses. Yosano rose up onto her knees and threw a leg over his to straddle him. Yosano's skirt rode up her thighs as she settled herself on him. Her chest flush against his as she momentarily pulled back to catch her breath. ]
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As she straddles him he holds her close, leaning in to kiss at her jaw as she catches her breath. Lips move to her throat as he tucks her hair back behind an ear. He wants to bite, to leave a mark, but he doesn't know her well enough to do so without prompting. Then again he could always offer to heal it away...]
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Yosano's fingers dug into Hermes' hair, nails scraping against his scalp, as she rolled her hips into him. Her thighs quivering slightly at the friction, wanting more. ]
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Ah...what would you like from me?
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[ Yosano drawled into his mouth. Grinding against his clothed cock, while her free hand slid underneath Hermes' shirt. Soft fingers gliding over his stomach and up his chest. Her thumb brushed over his nipple and she yanked on his hair again. Wanting to indulge in another of his delicious expressions. ]
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[The tug to his hair has him wincing, a soft cry slipping past his lips as he leans into her hand.]
I have never been very musical...