[It's far too late to be trying to give Shura orders--now it's just incentive to muck up his pretty hair as much as she can. And when he leans forward so obediently, she won't waste a moment in tangling her fingers deeper in his hair, still massaging his scalp. It's supposed to be good for hair growth, so he can't complain, right??
The warmth of his breath on her skin draws a soft exhale from her, and his gentle kisses makes her shudder and lean in to him.]
You're actin' like you want me to make a mess of it, y'know.
[It's a tough choice--let him keep kissing at her like this, or tug on his hair to tilt his head up so she can kiss him. She scrapes her nails gently against his scalp, deciding to be lazy and let him do the work for the moment. It feels good, makes her feel flushed and warm, so why should she change things?]
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The warmth of his breath on her skin draws a soft exhale from her, and his gentle kisses makes her shudder and lean in to him.]
You're actin' like you want me to make a mess of it, y'know.
[It's a tough choice--let him keep kissing at her like this, or tug on his hair to tilt his head up so she can kiss him. She scrapes her nails gently against his scalp, deciding to be lazy and let him do the work for the moment. It feels good, makes her feel flushed and warm, so why should she change things?]