[ Samatoki might not weigh a lot, but he's strong for someone his built. (How is a yakuza like him so skinny, anyway?!) With Vietnam against the counter, he can use his one hand real quick to position himself at her entrance. He wants to thrust into her already, be as rash and impulsive as he can be, but he breathes out rather heavily first. Then, he slips himself in, rather easily too, with how slick Vietnam is.
Then, another sigh. He doesn't intend to let her get used to him first; he thinks she's already prepared, but he pauses for a second because of how warm is fucking feelings. It excites him and it makes him want more... or perhaps that could be the Chroma working? Either way, he rests both hands now on her waist as he slowly sets up a pace that works for both of them. ]
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Then, another sigh. He doesn't intend to let her get used to him first; he thinks she's already prepared, but he pauses for a second because of how warm is fucking feelings. It excites him and it makes him want more... or perhaps that could be the Chroma working? Either way, he rests both hands now on her waist as he slowly sets up a pace that works for both of them. ]