Hehe, you have a way with words. Your metaphor was just too cool that I had to use it as well.
[ as soon as his arms are wrapped around her, yoimiya easily finds herself melting into his warm touch. she rests her own head against his as she takes in the magnificent view of the hotsprings laid before them. even with the looming presence of their fervent desires clouding her mind, she can still appreciate this tender moment before they turn this bathhouse into a battleground for their depravity. ]
Oh? I'm excited to see what you have in mind.
[ simply hearing that he has an idea only adds to her ever growing anticipation of what's to come. thanks to the incredible way he returned the favor earlier, she had since sobered up a little from after they left uyuu restaurant. as tasty as sake is, yoimiya feels like she needs something with a little more power to prepare her for the rest of the evening. thankfully, that's what the snezhnayan fire-water is there for. she takes the partially drunk bottle of fire-water and downs a bit of it before going along with tartaglia's idea.
following his instructions, she leans her back into his body and spreads her eager legs open for him. she's not exactly sure what kind of postion he plans on taking but that is uncertainty makes their maddening descent into lust all the more exciting. tartaglia is an unpredictable man, a trait that yoimiya quite enjoys, nothing will ever be mundane with him around. she trusts that whatever idea he has in store for the two of them will be quite enjoyable. ]
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[ as soon as his arms are wrapped around her, yoimiya easily finds herself melting into his warm touch. she rests her own head against his as she takes in the magnificent view of the hotsprings laid before them. even with the looming presence of their fervent desires clouding her mind, she can still appreciate this tender moment before they turn this bathhouse into a battleground for their depravity. ]
Oh? I'm excited to see what you have in mind.
[ simply hearing that he has an idea only adds to her ever growing anticipation of what's to come. thanks to the incredible way he returned the favor earlier, she had since sobered up a little from after they left uyuu restaurant. as tasty as sake is, yoimiya feels like she needs something with a little more power to prepare her for the rest of the evening. thankfully, that's what the snezhnayan fire-water is there for. she takes the partially drunk bottle of fire-water and downs a bit of it before going along with tartaglia's idea.
following his instructions, she leans her back into his body and spreads her eager legs open for him. she's not exactly sure what kind of postion he plans on taking but that is uncertainty makes their maddening descent into lust all the more exciting. tartaglia is an unpredictable man, a trait that yoimiya quite enjoys, nothing will ever be mundane with him around. she trusts that whatever idea he has in store for the two of them will be quite enjoyable. ]
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