[ As expected, Shirou reacts in the way Illya wants him to. And yet, she can't help the widening of her blood red eyes when she feels the warmth of his tongue on her own, causing her to flinch slightly, her mind reeling from such a strong sensation as their tongue clash and skip and slide across each other.
There's a hunger in Illya's movements as the heel of her hand continues to just rub across the fabric, but not make any motions to take them off. But her own movements suddenly slow to a grinding halt when he caresses her almost out of nowhere, causing the smaller girl to pause, tilting her head before slowly reeling her lips from him, the only evidence of their kiss being the trail of saliva that barely connects them. ]
Shirou, you seem uneasy. [ Probably not the right word, but... ] Did you want something from your older sister?
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There's a hunger in Illya's movements as the heel of her hand continues to just rub across the fabric, but not make any motions to take them off. But her own movements suddenly slow to a grinding halt when he caresses her almost out of nowhere, causing the smaller girl to pause, tilting her head before slowly reeling her lips from him, the only evidence of their kiss being the trail of saliva that barely connects them. ]
Shirou, you seem uneasy. [ Probably not the right word, but... ] Did you want something from your older sister?