Kasumi:<br/>Despite his continued efforts to keep his distance, Dross cannot help leaning closer to Kasumi as her human self reappears, unconcerned by the persistence of the armour. “I don’t know if I would call them games, there are no strict rules. Chases in the moonlight, touching each other blindfolded. Do your people have any?”<br/><br/>Rose<br/>Mitta pulls the cloth of Rose’s garb up with his other hand, giving his fingers more space to trace circles around the breast, slowly approaching the nipple. Once there two delicately nailed finger tips squeeze the bud of flesh as his lips softly kiss rose’s shoulder, moving downwards.<br/>Hajna pulls off her own shirt, revealing small breasts upon which gooseflesh is raised by the slight nip of the cool night air. Her hand guides Rose’s head to rest between them, whilst her other one strokes the green haired girl’s now bare stomach. Then her fingers slip down further, until they are under the waist of her garbs. Here they pause whilst Hajna gauges Rose’s reaction.