Hilda looks... interested. (And embarrassed, but that's a given at this point.) So this is what it's like. She reaches down to stroke him, lightly, with the tips of her fingers. Testing the waters.]
[He shivers at that, watching her. It was way different than when he tried, especially with the lightness of it. It was exciting, and he twitched under her touch.]
[Oh, so he reacted to it already, even with that little of touch...
Well, what if she pressed a bit more substantially? Still gentle, but less timid. She rubs her thumb over the head, and allows her fingers to run along his underside, curiously.]
[That just causes him to blush even more. Dang it, Hilda... ! Another gasp, and a shudder. His face being watched, compared to, well, himself, was a bit strange, but he can't say he minded it. He just looked up at her with half-lidded eyes.]
[It's definitely different with two people as opposed to one. Naturally.
Hilda smiles down at him, pleased. Ah, should she-- should she try to kiss him? Leaning over him like this-- would it work...? Well- with her free hand on his chest, and her other hand solidly keeping its pace, she'll bend down a bit to reclaim his lips. Hilbert was really too cute, she just wanted to do everything...]
Though, the kiss is something else he wasn't expecting. When her lips press to his, he instinctively pushes back. The hand on his chest is met with one on her own, as his hips rock into her hand.]
Ah--... [Congratulations, Hilbert, she wasn't expecting that! Not that she minds, but it made her pause in surprise. ...only for her to pick back up more fervently, tightening her grasp around him as a brief hum escapes her lips. Do continue, Hilbert.]
[Well then, that's a pretty good response. He hand continues to roam across her chest, more gasps escaping as she tightens her hand around him. If anything, that causes him to pick up the pace as well, as his hand slips up and into her shirt, to touch more directly.]
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