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[resting on the floor of the forest, Asch was trying to get some rest. Sadly, like most nights, he was tossing and turning as his dreams were bothering him. If no one at least see him, his moanings are certainly loud enough to cause attention.]

[slightly NSFW? Slightly?]

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[Very shy now.]

Well... How was it?

...What's that suppose to mean? I didn't dislike it...

Well... I didn't dislike it either...

...[Asch, feeling embarrassed? Just a bit]

... So... now what?

...W-What do you mean, now what?

I-I'm not really sure myself! I've never kissed anyone before now!

You want-...[she wouldn't, would she? He doesn't have a clue what to make of this] What do you want...?

..... I want you.

...[blushes really red, pressing a hand behind his neck. Thank god it's dark.]

I-I meant your presence! That is---! I---!

[Blushing at the realization of how she sounded with the previous comment]

...I...[he comes forward, taking her hand] I understand what you meant...[doesn't help how awkward he was feeling about this though]

... Thank you.

[She smiles shyly.]

... Do you think it would be improper of me to request another one?

...[he'll answer that for her, by gently pulling her closer. Hesitating at first, he slowly kisses her.]

[It was a very awkward kiss. She wasn't really sure what she was doing, and was hoping maybe Asch felt the same to ease her insecurity. She draws back, breathing a little heavier due to being flustered.]

[he tilts his head, gently stroking her hair. He wanted more, but this felt a bit awkward to him too.]

[She can sense his uneasiness. She smiles kindly and places her hand on his cheek.]

It's alright, I trust you.

...[he leans into her hand. He runs his hand up her arm and smothers his face in her hand, kissing her palm.]

[Ooo~ that felt good to her. She pulls him into a tender but longer kiss.]

[he held onto that kiss. It felt better the second time, leaning closer to her]

[She wraps her arms around him, and pulls herself tightly against him. Her kiss still holds.]

[Damn she was tasty. He's kissing with more push behind it and has her in his grips.]

[Her stomach was doing somersaults. She didn't know why, but she was craving more. Her hands lift to his hair and run through it, and she instinctively begins to push her tongue against his lips looking for an entrance.]

[tongue? What is that? Hers wanted in, touching his. He let's her, but now his kissing is more like an attempt to eat her face. He's got his hand pressed behind her head now]

[She draws back for a moment, flustered and breathing heavily.]