Allowed to explore, Akane rose her arms and wrapped them tight around her thighs, then pressed further into the pinkness. Fabric moved aside by her teeth, there'd been nothing that impeded their kiss– one that her tongue deepened with its insertion. Rikka's flavor was sweet.
Before she could even hope to cheer on, feel accomplished for that approach, Rikka turned her expectations upside down and a comical frown took place.
... Yes, she will clean...
That smile immediately wiped off her frown, giving instead reign to a blush soon hidden in Rikka's shoulder. She let herself fall onto her bed, with her tamer atop herself. Like this, she felt free to cuddle the 'real' Rikka, rather than the pillow now set aside.
Forced to stare at nothing but into those gorgeous, crystal eyes, Akane nearly averted her gaze, but remained linked by the lace of their souls.
For a moment.
Wanting to be rewarded, she inched closer for a kiss. Pillow-Rikka could envy them in her corner.