[ Ayaka must control herself, too. While the pull of the moon and her own selfish urges would make her push herself against him a little more, would encourage his hand to drift elsewhere, she does her best to not give in. She is happy like this, and she knows that the moment she stepped into the bathroom with him, that this could lead to more than just taking a bath together. They really must pace themselves, else they would face the worst fate of Ayato walking in on them while they're... busy.
And yet, she accepts the invitation. Her kisses grow in fervour much like her want and need of him does. Giving him more access to her mouth, she kisses him deeper, the taste of her tongue ever present in their little exchange. And when they stop being so into one another and just bathe? They'd notice sakura petals floating around them, dancing in the water, thanks to the bond they share. ]
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And yet, she accepts the invitation. Her kisses grow in fervour much like her want and need of him does. Giving him more access to her mouth, she kisses him deeper, the taste of her tongue ever present in their little exchange. And when they stop being so into one another and just bathe? They'd notice sakura petals floating around them, dancing in the water, thanks to the bond they share. ]