He moaned as he felt her stimulations, moaning as he felt her tongue tease along the vein of his cock. He began to tug on her nipple a little bit harder before she stopped, mounting him and shoving him into herself. He'd probably never get tired of this feeling, at least that he could guess. Pushing up and meeting her lips with his own, he let out a moan, especially when she admitted to caring for him so deeply. It's not like it'd been the first time anyone ever told him it. In fact, Misa continuously tells him whenever she gets a chance about how she feels. But there was something about Yuna that made it feel a bit better. Perhaps because she wasn't psychotically obsessed? Who knew? He didn't care to think on it though. Now was his time to enjoy, not think.
He let out a moan as she began squeezing him with her muscles. He began thrusting up harder, moving his hands on her body as he let the robe fall from her. He leaned his head down to her shoulder and began licking as well, letting his tongue drag along her collarbone. His hand went to her breasts and began tweaking at her nipples. He felt himself, if anything, get harder from all the stimulation they were both giving and receiving.