[ There really is no need to rush. Weiss wouldn't want to mess anything up either. She might not be a fan of everything that's going on around here; she wants money from this game and that's about it. But if someone plays with her and leaves with an opinion of thinking she's a bad kisser? That's just won't do.
Her kisses remain slow, languid, and warm. When she feels Furina's lips part, Weiss doesn't dive in and become a bit more aggressive. There's no need to. But she does place her other hand on Furina's waist, and her kisses feel a little warmer and heavier. They begin to linger, lightly sucking on her lower lip in between each one.
The objective is to lick her mouth, but it feels a little to soon to start using her tongue. That's just tacky, and Weiss won't accept tacky. ]
[ It's a little strange, how before they started kissing, Furina might have thought she would prefer a tacky, if straight-forward approach. The game is a means to an ends, after all, and while Weiss seems nice so far, it's not as though they're anything but strangers. Now, however, that Weiss has displayed this tenderness towards her, now that she has taken things slow and made what could have just been a quick and dirty kiss into something sweeter, Furina is content to let this linger, and to let the kiss play out as it will.
It doesn't hurt that it's...good practice for her either. She is, of course, still an actress at heart, eager to put her best foot forward, and this is almost like...an audition, a rehearsal. A chance to take what she knows and what she's learned and hone her skill. As Weiss tugs her lips between her own, Furina scrapes over them lightly with her teeth, tongue pressed to the roof of her own mouth, while the hand at Weiss' jaw lifts to sink into her hair instead, fingers filtering through it gently, carefully.
...She likes to think she's gotten rather good at this, in her limited exposure, but she's more than a little familiar with reading a partner's movements and taking cues. If Weiss doesn't make the attempt first, when the moment feels right, Furina takes the initiative to glide the tip of her tongue over Weiss's bottom lip, emboldened by the warmth of this kiss.
It's only then that she realizes she's started to tasted the peppermint that had lingered on Weiss' breath. ]
[ They can practice together! Or something. It's an unconventional way to go about things, but there's nothing normal about being in this place to begin with.
It's Furina who takes the initiative to do more, and Weiss picks up on the cue rather quickly. Was she supposed to do that, or is Furina the one who wants more than what she has to offer? It's something she'll think about later on, after all this, because she parts her lips a little to let her tongue slide out. At the same time, she takes a step closer, her one hand tilting Furina's head up a little more as she deepens the kiss.
Weiss did say they were going to make out. And now she's getting more into this, a soft moan escaping her as she seeks Furina's tongue with her own. ]
[ Though Furina may have been the one to invite Weiss to deepen the kiss, it's somehow still surprising when she feels the slick slide of her partner's tongue dipping past her lips, and a muffled sound of surprise escapes her that is swiftly lost between their mouths. As Weiss steps closer, a warm, flushed sensation sweeps over Furina from head to toe. She's beginning to better understand why kissing like this is so popular back home...
For all intents and purposes, they've now fulfilled what the dice asked for them, but Furina isn't quite ready to let this end, enjoying what Weiss offers her in this kiss, and the chance to learn, to studying these intricate dance moves that she is quickly becoming accustomed to. The touch of her tongue is timid, at first, but she grows bolder, drawing it over the ridge of Weiss's teeth as she draws her flavor into her own mouth, her heart beating like a mad fist in her chest.
Should they...stop now?
Her hand drops down to rest against gently against Weiss's collar bone, an invitation to stop, if she wishes to, but otherwise, Furina will continues to kiss her, slow and deep. ]
[ It's true - they could stop here. The thought even occurs to Weiss when their tongues meet, but she's overcome by a need to keep going. To keep kissing Furina. The fact that they're playing a game hasn't been lost on her, but. . . perhaps just a little more, a little longer.
There's something fun about this— kissing and being close to someone— the physical intimacy of it all is both so intriguing and exciting, and Weiss finds that she's not quite ready to let go just yet.
At the same time though, she isn't someone who intends to take this any further. Her kisses remain as slow and heated as Furina's, like a calm river during a hot summer day. Even Furina's hand by her neck feels hotter than it should, as if she's become so sensitive to everything.
When Weiss breaks away, it's more because she needs air than because she wanted to stop. Her eyes stay half-lidded after opening them, her cheeks so flush, and her chest is heaving just from all that. ]
Are you okay?
[ Her voice is hush, and it's only the hand on Furina's chin that drops. The other remains on the other girl's waist, albeit her touch isn't so heavy and pronounced now. ]
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Her kisses remain slow, languid, and warm. When she feels Furina's lips part, Weiss doesn't dive in and become a bit more aggressive. There's no need to. But she does place her other hand on Furina's waist, and her kisses feel a little warmer and heavier. They begin to linger, lightly sucking on her lower lip in between each one.
The objective is to lick her mouth, but it feels a little to soon to start using her tongue. That's just tacky, and Weiss won't accept tacky. ]
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It doesn't hurt that it's...good practice for her either. She is, of course, still an actress at heart, eager to put her best foot forward, and this is almost like...an audition, a rehearsal. A chance to take what she knows and what she's learned and hone her skill. As Weiss tugs her lips between her own, Furina scrapes over them lightly with her teeth, tongue pressed to the roof of her own mouth, while the hand at Weiss' jaw lifts to sink into her hair instead, fingers filtering through it gently, carefully.
...She likes to think she's gotten rather good at this, in her limited exposure, but she's more than a little familiar with reading a partner's movements and taking cues. If Weiss doesn't make the attempt first, when the moment feels right, Furina takes the initiative to glide the tip of her tongue over Weiss's bottom lip, emboldened by the warmth of this kiss.
It's only then that she realizes she's started to tasted the peppermint that had lingered on Weiss' breath. ]
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It's Furina who takes the initiative to do more, and Weiss picks up on the cue rather quickly. Was she supposed to do that, or is Furina the one who wants more than what she has to offer? It's something she'll think about later on, after all this, because she parts her lips a little to let her tongue slide out. At the same time, she takes a step closer, her one hand tilting Furina's head up a little more as she deepens the kiss.
Weiss did say they were going to make out. And now she's getting more into this, a soft moan escaping her as she seeks Furina's tongue with her own. ]
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For all intents and purposes, they've now fulfilled what the dice asked for them, but Furina isn't quite ready to let this end, enjoying what Weiss offers her in this kiss, and the chance to learn, to studying these intricate dance moves that she is quickly becoming accustomed to. The touch of her tongue is timid, at first, but she grows bolder, drawing it over the ridge of Weiss's teeth as she draws her flavor into her own mouth, her heart beating like a mad fist in her chest.
Should they...stop now?
Her hand drops down to rest against gently against Weiss's collar bone, an invitation to stop, if she wishes to, but otherwise, Furina will continues to kiss her, slow and deep. ]
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There's something fun about this— kissing and being close to someone— the physical intimacy of it all is both so intriguing and exciting, and Weiss finds that she's not quite ready to let go just yet.
At the same time though, she isn't someone who intends to take this any further. Her kisses remain as slow and heated as Furina's, like a calm river during a hot summer day. Even Furina's hand by her neck feels hotter than it should, as if she's become so sensitive to everything.
When Weiss breaks away, it's more because she needs air than because she wanted to stop. Her eyes stay half-lidded after opening them, her cheeks so flush, and her chest is heaving just from all that. ]
Are you okay?
[ Her voice is hush, and it's only the hand on Furina's chin that drops. The other remains on the other girl's waist, albeit her touch isn't so heavy and pronounced now. ]