[ yeah, "a lot" doesn't even begin to cover it. there's first that feeling of relief, a little shiver rolling down mei's back because it feels cold in comparison, exposing wet skin to the air, but that's almost immediately replaced by the warmth of kazuya's body on his.
the combination of the heat and pressure of kazuya and the hand tight in his hair makes mei stumble into the kiss with a moan, a loud, obnoxious noise as he grinds back against him just to try and take the edge off. it's not that easy, though, and that same burning, desperate heat his him practically clawing at the blankets underneath them to get better purchase to grind up against him. he's so fucking close, mei can hardly wait any longer, and he whines right up against his mouth, hot and breathy and needy. ] Please--come on, Kazuya, you're too slow, come on--
[ yep still bratty even like this. it's not really on purpose, but as if to punctuate, he grinds backwards against kazuya, hips rocking up and down and slicking him up. ]
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the combination of the heat and pressure of kazuya and the hand tight in his hair makes mei stumble into the kiss with a moan, a loud, obnoxious noise as he grinds back against him just to try and take the edge off. it's not that easy, though, and that same burning, desperate heat his him practically clawing at the blankets underneath them to get better purchase to grind up against him. he's so fucking close, mei can hardly wait any longer, and he whines right up against his mouth, hot and breathy and needy. ] Please--come on, Kazuya, you're too slow, come on--
[ yep still bratty even like this. it's not really on purpose, but as if to punctuate, he grinds backwards against kazuya, hips rocking up and down and slicking him up. ]