[He can be satisfied to mark her neck with her very own lipstick. Reminders of where he's been left in dull, cherry red across her pale skin. Marina is gasping and sighing with pleasure at how he touches her, explores her body with both hands and mouth. She wants more,]
You can put those... cute lips and tongue anywhere you like on me, [she affirms, knowing just where she'd like him to put them, but not wishing to rush this pace he's set. No need to hold back for her, but Pinocchio's words reveal his inexperience, something she only guessed at. Sure, Akechi teased him at breakfast, but who is dumb enough to just trust Akechi uncritically? Not her.]
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You can put those... cute lips and tongue anywhere you like on me, [she affirms, knowing just where she'd like him to put them, but not wishing to rush this pace he's set. No need to hold back for her, but Pinocchio's words reveal his inexperience, something she only guessed at. Sure, Akechi teased him at breakfast, but who is dumb enough to just trust Akechi uncritically? Not her.]
We can learn together.