[The more contact there is between their bodies, the more Tatsumi's heart pounds. He's ready to reach back to touch Mayoi somewhere, anywhere, when he pulls away suddenly.
Instinct drives him to sit up just as quickly, before he swings a leg over Mayoi and plants himself on his thighs. Tail whipping dangerously, ears twitching, Tatsumi's hands seek Mayoi's wrists. As soon as he's pinned with hands beside his head, Tatsumi leans over him, breath coming in shallow bursts.]
I can hardly control myself... I'm sorry, Mayoi-san. I know you expect me to be better than this...
[His teeth find Mayoi's neck and scrape over the skin of his throat. He nuzzles the pink lines left behind, then laps at them delicately.]
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Instinct drives him to sit up just as quickly, before he swings a leg over Mayoi and plants himself on his thighs. Tail whipping dangerously, ears twitching, Tatsumi's hands seek Mayoi's wrists. As soon as he's pinned with hands beside his head, Tatsumi leans over him, breath coming in shallow bursts.]
I can hardly control myself... I'm sorry, Mayoi-san. I know you expect me to be better than this...
[His teeth find Mayoi's neck and scrape over the skin of his throat. He nuzzles the pink lines left behind, then laps at them delicately.]