Miketsukami gasped as he felt Ririchiyo’s hips suddenly arch up and make contact with his stomach. She wanted to be his? Did she really know what that meant? Was she remotely aware of what he would do to her? It was possible that he was going to lose control of his actions but it seemed she was cognizant of it. “Ririchiyo-sama…” he trailed off. He came back up and crashed his lips onto hers, cupping her cheeks with his hands. He lightly bit on her lower lip until he felt her mouth open up. He quickly and skillfully dove his tongue into the depths of her mouth, licking and sucking every corner of her sweet, moist cavern. Miketsukami softly grinded his hips into hers, eliciting a moan from both parties. He was already getting so aroused. He let his hands travel from her cheeks to the curve of her breasts, and down her slim waist. He slipped his hand under her shirt and made contact with her skin. He made sure to feel every inch of her torso, memorizing the shape of it. His hand came up to her breast and he squeezed it through her bra.