Hikari's eyes widen at the sudden passionate turn the kiss takes, flexing her fingertips against Hitomaru's triceps.  As inexperienced as she is at such things, she finds herself instinctively becoming passive, as afraid of participating as she is of resisting; she simply tilts her head back, moaning deeply against the kitsune's mouth as he explores hers with his serpentine tongue.  A tiny mewl escapes the corner of her lips for a moment as their mouths cross ways, her eyes squeezing tightly shut.<br/><br/>The hands sneaking up to her chest aren't particularly surprising--he's been working his way up there for a while--but the touch still makes her stiffen, arching her back into the touch as if to present herself to him, even as his busy hands squish her voluminous breasts, dimpling the pliant flesh and making them smush slightly against her chest.  "Haaah..."