You... [ At his chuckling, she summons humor in her voice as she nuzzles his neck -- ] you are toying with me.
[ She gasps -- less at the her nightgown finally rid of, but more of him restraining her. Slightly, she resists, until she feels the roll of his hips against hers, foreign fabric making intimate contact, that made her shut her eyes and moan in frustrated pleasure. With that motion however, she can feel his own excitement. Measuredly, she parts her thighs as her arms tense in his hold, and she arcs against him. If she cannot hold him in her arms, then the rest of her body will have to suffice.
Her breaths come short in her excitement. Carry on that way and she might just... ] It... it is hot. Kanon... so hot...
[ She may not have the use of her arms and hands, but she still has her lips as well. She places fevered kisses along his jawline, on his cheek, and seeking his lips -- ] Do not stop. Please do not...