She made a soft noise, stepping forward to stand between his legs, resting her hand on his thigh. “Well, I hate to admit it, but you weren’t the only one excited by that fight.”
“Neither have I, dear husband.” She said softly, taking his hand and cupping it over her breast. She stroked his cheek with her thumb, pressing her thigh gently into his manhood.
She had rather full breasts, her face flushed and her finned ears twitching. She let out a soft noise of enjoyment, slowly rubbing her leg against his erection, letting her lips brush his cheek before capturing his in a kiss.
She moaned into the kiss, moving to grope him gently through his clothes, wanting to touch him more. Nana felt the same excitement as before, a dull throb starting between her legs.
She gasped against his lips, feeling herself growing wet. Nana pulled away from the kiss, hand still firmly against his cock. “Should we move to the bed..?”
She guided him close to her with a gentle hand on the back of his head, tangling her fingers into his wild hair. Bright silver scales peppered her body, the majority grouped on her arms and legs, the rest of her skin soft and unmarred leave the fresh gash across her sternum.
His hands were large and rough, but his touches gentle. She watched him kiss her again and again, eyes soft as she opened her legs for him, hoping for him to touch her again.
She moaned lowly, holding him close to her breast by the back of his head. It didn’t take long for Motochika’s fingers to grow slick with her juices, Nana letting out soft noises of pleasure as he touched her.
Her hips jerked a bit, gasping in bliss at the roughness, panting softly as she tugged at his hair in response. Nana tilted her head back with a moan, thighs trembling. “Just like that… don’t stop.” Her ears twitched again, pressing herself into his touch.