[ Exhaling at the feel of his lips and teeth against her earlobe, Kyouko shivers against him. Meanwhile, her body seems to follow the path his hand takes as it travels south, back arcing and hips rolling forward and into his fingers. She bites down on her lip to stifle a groan, legs unconsciously spreading wider as he rubs his fingers against her.
It's almost embarrassing how fast her body seems to be responding to his touches and she's heating up right under his hands—literally. She should probably be ashamed of herself, and there's definitely a part of her that is. This is wrong on so many levels, and she's probably just bought a one-way ticket straight to Hell.
Clinging tightly to Alucard, her eyes squeeze shut as one of her hands drops down to clutch his wrist as his hand continues to busy itself beneath her skirt. ]
What are you, an expert?
[ After all, there's no way he doesn't have any experience. And who knows? Maybe he has a wife and kid back home, complete with a family pet and a house with a white picket fence. But Kyouko doesn't usually care enough about the teachers or their lives outside of school, so it's a thought that only crosses her mind briefly before getting pushed back and lost amidst more important happenings. ]
[Alucard can't really stop himself from chuckling at her question. Even as his fingers continue their work below. There's nothing cocky in his tone as he answers her, seeing no reason not too. Even if it is fairly obvious that he does know exactly what he is doing. Kyouko certainly isn't the first supple young body to feel his ministrations and she wouldn't likely be the last either.]
There's always more to learn, but I do have some areas of expertise on the subject.
[As if to accentuate the word 'expertise' his fingers brush the fabric of her panties aside to feel her without hindrance. He brushes a kiss across her collarbone before moving down to her breast, taking her nipple back into his mouth again. He was feeling quite determined to make her squirm and whither. As it was to his advantage that she enjoy her first time, it wouldn't do to put her off of sex after all. ]
no subject
It's almost embarrassing how fast her body seems to be responding to his touches and she's heating up right under his hands—literally. She should probably be ashamed of herself, and there's definitely a part of her that is. This is wrong on so many levels, and she's probably just bought a one-way ticket straight to Hell.
Clinging tightly to Alucard, her eyes squeeze shut as one of her hands drops down to clutch his wrist as his hand continues to busy itself beneath her skirt. ]
What are you, an expert?
[ After all, there's no way he doesn't have any experience. And who knows? Maybe he has a wife and kid back home, complete with a family pet and a house with a white picket fence. But Kyouko doesn't usually care enough about the teachers or their lives outside of school, so it's a thought that only crosses her mind briefly before getting pushed back and lost amidst more important happenings. ]
no subject
There's always more to learn, but I do have some areas of expertise on the subject.
[As if to accentuate the word 'expertise' his fingers brush the fabric of her panties aside to feel her without hindrance. He brushes a kiss across her collarbone before moving down to her breast, taking her nipple back into his mouth again. He was feeling quite determined to make her squirm and whither. As it was to his advantage that she enjoy her first time, it wouldn't do to put her off of sex after all. ]