Surprised at the feeling of his tongue against hers, she gasped, opening her mouth a little wider and letting him in deeper. It was her very first french-kiss and it felt so natural with Lann. She moaned into his mouth, a little embarrassed at the sounds he was making as well as at the feeling of Lann getting harder between her thighs. Lann broke away slightly, his lips moving against hers as he spoke, letting her feel his breath on her skin, sending shivers all over her body. "Ahh.. Emilia...," her name said in that breathless voice, thick with lust, made Emilia gasp. "Why don't we continue when I take you back..?" he went on and Emilias eyes widened at the realization of what his words meant. 

He pulled away from her lips and she sat back again, all too aware of the hardness poking her soft, inner thighs. Suddenly, she realized what they were doing, how fast they were going and how much further they would go when they got abck to her house, where there was noone there to stop them. Her father was doing an all-nighter, since an assignment was meeting its deadline. The would be all alone. But all those thoughts and the bit of fear rising with them were forgotten when Lann pecked her skin on the upper part of her chest and then her dimples. Goosebumps spread over her skin. "We can get a little more.. privacy.." he added and she looked him in the eye.

She nodded, her cheeks flaming red and her voice the softest whisper. "Okay." Slowly, she climbed off of his lap, feeling a little shaky on her legs as she stood before him. Nervously, she straightened her clothes, smoothing her hands over her skirt as she put it back in place. Sh elooked back down at Lann and reached out a hand to catch his, then, unable to resist, leaned down to kiss him shortly once more..