[Tatsumi's animal instincts may be somewhat controlled by his impressive willpower, but he feels all of that crumble the moment he locks eyes with Mayoi and feels that thumb on his lips. Like the base creature he is, he wants to dive into this, and he's only slightly kept in check by Mayoi's gentle sweetness. That kiss melts his raging heart. His head tilts slightly, his cheek resting against Mayoi's thigh as he runs a delicate, quivering touch up Mayoi's other leg.]
What I desire still seems impossible to ask for...
[Though he doesn't doubt he'll try to take it with gentle suggestion, considering the offer. The instinct to mate is warring with his desire to serve Mayoi, and he's struggling to find the middle ground.
His fingers run up the opposite thigh and find their way up to his hip, then carefully, reverently, he runs them down Mayoi's length.]
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What I desire still seems impossible to ask for...
[Though he doesn't doubt he'll try to take it with gentle suggestion, considering the offer. The instinct to mate is warring with his desire to serve Mayoi, and he's struggling to find the middle ground.
His fingers run up the opposite thigh and find their way up to his hip, then carefully, reverently, he runs them down Mayoi's length.]