[Trying to push her away at that moment probably wasn't a good idea. Natsuru, or whoever's controlling her, had managed to unfasten Rin's skirt. Whether inadvertently or on purpose, her hand tugs it down as she's pushed, letting it fall and pool at Rin's ankles.
Natsuru's manipulated body isn't discouraged by the attempt to shove her away, either. She just presses in with more intensity, pinning Rin against the tree even harder.
The cloudy look in her eyes fades a little, and she clearly looks worried, but her body isn't stopping. Her hand reaches up to paw and grope at Rin's chest, as she leans in for another, more forceful kiss. This one doesn't end so quickly, and she traces and teases her tongue along Rin's lips.]
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Natsuru's manipulated body isn't discouraged by the attempt to shove her away, either. She just presses in with more intensity, pinning Rin against the tree even harder.
The cloudy look in her eyes fades a little, and she clearly looks worried, but her body isn't stopping. Her hand reaches up to paw and grope at Rin's chest, as she leans in for another, more forceful kiss. This one doesn't end so quickly, and she traces and teases her tongue along Rin's lips.]