[The weight of it takes the breath out of her lungs - or maybe it's been forced out by her own desperate chasing of each new kiss. It's entirely different from those first kisses shared on the beach, though the small ones stolen here and there have been increasingly heated. By the third, Mio lets her mouth fall open slightly, experimentally inviting his tongue to lap at hers.
Whatever that groan was, so guttural and sharp-edged, it shot through her and settled into a cradle of sensations she wasn't used to feeling. It's like a pulled muscle that doesn't hurt but aches to be stretched even further. It's nice. It's so nice that she can't help but hum.
Mio's hands find Noah's hair again and wind through the strands she'd just pulled back for him. She curls a few locks around her fingers so she can hold on for dear purchase. If there's an added benefit that moving consequently causes her to tug him along with her, then that surely wasn't purposeful... but it is rewarding.]
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Whatever that groan was, so guttural and sharp-edged, it shot through her and settled into a cradle of sensations she wasn't used to feeling. It's like a pulled muscle that doesn't hurt but aches to be stretched even further. It's nice. It's so nice that she can't help but hum.
Mio's hands find Noah's hair again and wind through the strands she'd just pulled back for him. She curls a few locks around her fingers so she can hold on for dear purchase. If there's an added benefit that moving consequently causes her to tug him along with her, then that surely wasn't purposeful... but it is rewarding.]