[ Neither one of them notices the faint, purple mist that rises from the flowers on the ground beneath them. Keiichi sure doesn't. The only thing he notices is that his teenage hormones are going out of control, and Mion only seems to be encouraging him.
His tongue slips into her mouth, seeking hers out. His hands move haphazardly along her hips and sides, occasionally caressing bare skin as they do so. ]
If that's what Mion wants... [ His tongue makes a few suggestive motions in and out, his body pressing a little tighter against hers. ] ...Jijitsu.
[ "Fact." More in response to his own statement than her own word. ]
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His tongue slips into her mouth, seeking hers out. His hands move haphazardly along her hips and sides, occasionally caressing bare skin as they do so. ]
If that's what Mion wants... [ His tongue makes a few suggestive motions in and out, his body pressing a little tighter against hers. ] ...Jijitsu.
[ "Fact." More in response to his own statement than her own word. ]