Death By Drowning

"Sayaka!" She found herself getting more caught up with picking up the pace, trying to find more feeling than she was already getting now. Sayaka's elevated volume was a good sign too, she hoped. A hand roamed to Sayaka's head, fingers burying into her blue hair and teeth roughly biting at the girl's neck.

"Nn--g-god, Sayaka..." Kyouko groaned, a rather embarrassing moan managing to find its way out of her throat. She could hardly help it by now. About the same for her movements, she really didn't want to stop at this point. Sayaka was right, this felt amazing, particularly for a girl who'd never done anything remotely related before. 

Kyouko immediately felt flushed, not used to such a powerful sensation. Even the grinding earlier was nothing like this. "Sayaka--" Kyouko briefly breathed the blunette's name into the kiss, before diving deeper into it herself, a whine strangled in her throat.

Pulled closer, Kyouko stared at Sayaka with all her attention. It was hard not to at this point. The realizations Sayaka already had were hitting Kyouko as well, making her nervous a little bit, all over again. It's a bit late for that though, given what she could already feel when they press this close together. Though what she can recognize is wanting to carry through with it. 

"Y-yeah. Of course we can." For something like this? Honestly Kyouko wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Hands slide over the sides of Sayaka's face gently, the redhead closing in on yet another drawn out kiss. Maybe partly to calm her own nerves as well. 

Admittedly, there's a burn on Kyouko's cheeks, her ears even, as the remainder of her clothes are peeled away and tossed aside, leaving the girl as bare as can be for Sayaka. She fidgets for a moment, though, hearing Sayaka's voice, knowing where she was looking, Kyouko leans forward, and down closer to Sayaka, a hand slipping over the girl's mouth for a moment to cut her off. 

Kissing Sayaka was...addicting, almost. In a strange sense. Kyouko loved it. She liked knowing she could do it as often as she pleased, since they were together, even. 

"Mmm..." Lots of kisses? Kyouko already planned on giving her that much. Glad we're on the same page. She thought with a small smirk, before her expression relaxed a bit and her eyes roamed along the scar on Sayaka's chest. An unruly scar that cause so much guilt and discomfort for the girl. Like the one on her arm. Of course...both of them were put there by Kyouko herself. 

"Mm...Sayaka's so beautiful..." She murmured, after hearing Sayaka's comment, possibly hiding a hint of discomfort with Kyouko's staring. Smiling a bit, Kyouko pressed a kiss to Sayaka's collarbone, a hand resting on her other shoulder. 

Pushing herself up by her arms a little bit as Sayaka answered how she did, Kyouko blinked. Ah...she was worried about that? Well of course she would be. Though Kyouko didn't like seeing her so worriedly work up over a possibility that couldn't happen. She couldn't see it, getting mad at Sayaka for something like that. 

Leaning down a little bit, Kyouko pressed a gentle kiss to Sayaka's forehead. "Oi oi...relax Sayaka. You...know why I was askin', don't ya? I don't wanna do nothin' ya don't feel like you can do. I...really wanna do this stuff too. But, I ain't gonna do a damn thing that ya don't want me to, ya know?" She stated, a hand sliding to the side of Sayaka's face as she then kissed the bridge of the healer's nose. "I ain't gonna get mad. You can tell me ta stop anytime, I don't care. Yer more important ta me. You. Got it?" She asked in a briefly firm, but all around...oddly comforting tone. 

Sayaka's enthusiastic reaction only draws another groan from Kyouko, spurring her on more to roll her hips in return, giving Sayaka more to get her friction from. She wanted to do more to Sayaka. She just...wasn't sure what more. She'd never done this. Everything she did was just...instinct. Letting her body just, do as it pleased.