Damita smiled, gazing up at the darkening sky, jumping as his fingers slid along her skin, pulling her face back to his. The kiss was long and sweet, making everything inside of her melt, sending butterflies to fly inside her stomach. She sidled closer, unable to be close enough, her lips lingering near his, even as he spoke, his breath warm upon her face.<br/><br/>It seemed the native male knew exactly what to say to make her blush, to stroke her feminine ego. Fingers slid over his chest, toying against masculine nipples, cinnamon eyes cast to the side. “You say such sweet things.” She said softly, “My body is yours, Toho, yours to do with as you please. I give myself to you freely, be it for the pleasure of you or your guardian spirits.”<br/>