It was a good thing that Rinoa remembered the things that he liked, especially when it came to giving him head. Her tongue and hands worked on him in the exact way he needed her to and she didn't stop until he was practically overwhelmed pleasure. She smiled against his member as he came, swallowing every drop of his release until he was finished. She then let go of him with a small 'pop' sound, licking her lips absently to make sure that she hadn't missed anything.<br/><br/>She allowed him to pull her up and onto his lap, her hands moving to rest on his bare shoulders. It was now her turn to be pleasured and she couldn't help but grow even more excited. She knew that she was dripping wet down there and perhaps she should have been embarrassed but at this point and age, she was comfortable in her body and its reactions to things such as this.<br/><br/>She released a moan as he began to work on her, her nails digging lightly into the flesh of his shoulder before his lips claimed hers. She kissed him back, almost feverishly and moved one hand to bury it in his long brown hair.<br/><br/>Rinoa had always loved touching his hair. It was always so soft and she knew it soothed him to feel her fingers in his hair. She whimpered against his mouth, feeling pleasure bubble up within her as he began to work on her.