[She's not used to this. She's not used to being the one who is seduced, rather than the one doing the seducing, and even then half of the time her methods can be too strong and blunt. His words make her inhale, hold her breath as that flush rises from her neck to her cheeks. He presses against her in a rolling motion, and Eun cannot stop herself from countering with the same, eyes closed. She murmurs his name into his mouth, tongue pressing forward to stroke his in return.

Her hands move to his waist, clutching the fabric of his shirt into fists as he makes his way to her throat. She leans into it even as her hands tug him tighter against her, encouraging him to pin her to that flat surface. To increase the pressure against her body and just how well she can feel him moving, hips to hips.]

I've never wanted anyone as badly as I want you, and I've never felt so...so...[Need temporarily robs her of her words, and she opens her eyes as if it would somehow help.] So susceptible to another person. You don't know how many times I had to tell myself not to take the rest of my clothes off that morning, or to not come here and knock on your door in the middle of the night.