Uchiha Yin gently stroked Mikoto's hair and nuzzled her cheek as he spoke.
"Oh. Oh, so that's all."
Mikoto looked up at Uchiha Yin, a little dazed.
She didn't know why, but hearing his words left her feeling as though something inside her had suddenly gone hollow. She felt faintly disappointed.
Seeing her bewildered expression, Uchiha Yin found it a little amusing.
"What else? Was there something more you wanted to do? I wouldn't mind."
He tightened his arms around her, drawing her closer against him.
"You're awful." Mikoto came back to her senses and pounded his chest with her small fists, blushing all the way down her neck.
Uchiha Yin felt her quickened breath brush against his neck, ticklish and electric.
He felt her breasts pressed against his chest, shifting with every breath she took.
He could smell the enticing scent of her skin. It was like the most potent aphrodisiac in the world, stirring a fire deep within him.
Mikoto, too, felt something pressing against her stomach.
She froze instantly, her face turning an even deeper red.
She could feel it throbbing against her, radiating heat.
How can it be so big? If we... wouldn't it pierce right through me?
Uchiha Yin was beginning to regret his teasing. Uncertainty crossed his face.
He wanted her badly, but he was afraid she would refuse.
The tears glistening at the corners of Mikoto's eyes earlier had made him think she was resisting.
So he simply held her, making no move to go further.
Gradually, Mikoto collected herself. Seeing the indecision on his face, as though he were even more conflicted than she was, she couldn't help laughing softly.
So I'm not the only one who's nervous. Yin is nervous too. He's so adorable right now.
"What are you laughing at?