lesbolgs: (⊰ be gentle ugu)

[personal profile] lesbolgs 2011-05-05 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ 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. ]