Her breath hitched as she started to sink down on him, her grip on him tightening. As prepared as she might’ve felt, the actual thing was still different. A part of her felt anxious, but the gentle way he kissed her helped remind her who she was with. It would be okay with him.

Chinatsu exhales against his lips as she tries to relax, allowing him deeper into her. Her toes curl behind him, fingers tightening around his hair. There was some discomfort, but it wasn’t so bad. She certainly didn’t want to stop.