"W-Waiff, donf--" Hikari murmurs with a mouth full of t-shirt tensing visibly at his advance.  Though it may be a fairly casual thing for him, the gravity of the situation, for her, is enormous; this is her first time in what could be called a relatively 'normal' sexual encounter (and yes, it's ironic what her standards for normality as such apparently entail, fox-demons and all!), so in that brief moment when he's poised to enter her she can only stare in wonder and terror and curiosity and more than a little excitement.<br/><br/>The penetration is easier than she expects--it's a good position for her, allowing him to take her swiftly and deeply--even though she's clenching her thigh muscles and hissing through teeth clenched tight against cotton.  The sudden warmth and fullness makes it hard for her to not release the shirt and moan out--and honestly, she's not sure why she's trying not to in the first place!--but something restrains her, making her squeeze her eyes shut in concentration and growl through the fabric.<br/><br/>Her velvet-soft sex is already hot (if likely less so than his cock!) and surprisingly damp even from the relatively brief foreplay, welcoming his rigid length into her tightly grasping folds.  Her entrance stretches wide around Hitomaru's girth, plumping a bit as a result, and her widely-spread legs shake and kick out to either side of him.  "Hrrmff...!"