[It's always exciting to experience an orgasm through a kiss. Denji's body flexes and bends and flinches as it runs through her and Aki doesn't shy away from her lips, eagerly (eagerly? crap, this really did become "eager" at some point) swallowing up the noises she makes and the breaths that leak out. She only backs off when Denji does, briefly nipping her lip as they separate before setting her head down on the bed, slipping her fingers free. She can feel her arousal soaking her enough to give her raisins on the pads of each one that was inside her. But then Denji is tugging her over her, coaxing her up and on top of her body. Maybe she wants to cuddle again...? She moves without much pause, then raises her brows at her declaration.]

...I'm older than you, you know. I don't bounce back that quickly. [She settles her legs on either side of her but doesn't put any weight on her body, doesn't use her as a seat.] Didn't expect you to, either. [Not that she's shaming her, it was just... surprising. In fact, they're in the opposite situation to how this all began, aren't they? After a moment, she admits,] I thought you just wanted to get warm. Not get off again.