Kozakura clearly enjoys the kiss, her breath quickening just slightly as it draws out. She perhaps didn't have any images of fantasies or expectations, instead more curious for what he would do next than expectant.<br/><br/>As his hands slide down to her rear, gripping and pulling her close, a shiver runs down her spine. She pushes herself more firmly against him, even as he breaks the kiss, and then smiles up at him, her fingers gently brushing against the nape of his neck.