Smiling softly, cheeks pink, Naoto scooted closer. "That's very sweet of you to say," she whispered. "No one has ever called me beautiful before. Handsome, yes, but never beautiful." Her chest was rising up and down faster. Her tongue constantly flicked out of her mouth to nervously lick her lips. She was excited. It didn't take a detective to piece that one together.
Shrugging, I grinned. "I don't see anything "sweet" in stating a fact," I replied. "I beg to differ," she countered. "You didn't simply 'state a fact', as you say. No, you did it without prompting. That's what makes it sweet. Of course, we could spend time debating the semantics...or we could do something more...provacitive..." By now her face was inches from mine. Again, her tongue licked her lips. It seemed to be a nervous tick they added to her. It certainly was never mentioned in the game. Well, if her lips were so dry, I could help fix that.
I kissed her. There was no surprise. She kissed back immediately. After a few seconds of kissing, she went from sitting next to me on my bed to stradling my lap. Her towel was coming undone but still hung on as she kissed me intensely until I found myself pitching backwards. Naoto let out a little giggle as she fell with me onto the bed.
"I should say something to you now...stating a fact, if you will," Naoto whispered, arms around me. "I'm very aroused and I find you extremely stimulating." She took my earlobe between her teeth, tugging gently. |