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[unfortunateson]

WHY DO I EVEN NEED THIS

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[unfortunateson]

[okay yeah, devolving pretty quickly into panting and moaning, rocking her hips against Dusk's fingers] Ah!

[reducedtoasch]

[ Whyy are you so cute, kissing her chest again, nipping at the skin. ]

[unfortunateson]

[digging her fingers into Dusk's hair with a loud, squeaky moan.]

Y-you can--if you like . . .

[kind of tugging at his shirt . . . ]

[reducedtoasch]

I- Should we really-?

[unfortunateson]

P--probably not--certainly if you do not want to--

[reducedtoasch]

[ Kissing Konatsu to shut him up for a moment then pulling back to pull off his shirt... and kiss him again. ]

[unfortunateson]

Mm! [well okay. very okay. /////

kissing back, wrapping his arms around Dusk and clinging a little, getting as close as possible. even if breasts feel weird when all pressed up against a guy's chest. good weird.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Really good weird; Letting his hands slide down him sides and over his hips so he can just kind of press him back against the tree and kiss him harder. ]

[unfortunateson]

[kissing back hard, needily, and wrapping one leg around Dusk's hips, pressing closer.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Groans at that, rocking his hips forward a little. ]

[unfortunateson]

D-dusk, are, should we--lie down--

[reducedtoasch]

I- yes, we should- Yes.

[unfortunateson]

Y-yes. We should . . .

[kind of. untangling their legs let's do this lying down thing.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Suddenly wishing we had a bed because it seems improper to do this without one... ]

[unfortunateson]

Ah . . . blankets . . . er . . .

[reducedtoasch]

I don't... if we get them, she may notice...

[unfortunateson]

Ah, right--er--

[ . . . okay laughing a little . . . ]

[reducedtoasch]

[ fff ]

Perhaps I... if I sit down and you are... in my lap we would not...

[unfortunateson]

A-ah, yes, we could . . . [yes okay that sounds good. really good. letting him do that.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ SITTING DOWN. PULLING HIM INTO HIS LAP. Awkward moment of staring. ]

[unfortunateson]

[leans their foreheads together, laughing a little--half awkwardly and half happily, yes. and shifting against Dusk's lap.]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Brushing back her bangs. ]

Are you... should we now...

[unfortunateson]

[ . . . kissing him, winding her arms around his neck and leaning in closer, not doing anything else yet]

[reducedtoasch]

[ Weeee can do kissing yes. ]

[unfortunateson]

[maybe the more into this kiss we are the less awkward it will be. and maybe making some really eager noises will help with that.]