Nana could feel the warmth from the fires in Motochika’s eye sockets, but it didn’t burn her. She leaned up and kissed his forehead gently, holding the sides of his face in a soft caress.
It wasn’t much, Motochika having to push his hand up her skirt or under her shirt to get to more flesh, her heart beating in her chest. She knew how powerful his claws were, that at any moment, he could easily tear her to shreds with one easy motion.
Jin would spend most of her time studying her newly found abilities, testing them and pushing them further and further to see just what exactly the breadth of her abilities were.