Kaiya clutched the sheets under her, her legs instinctively trying to press together as Jin's hands coaxed her open again, slowly, patiently. Her breath hitched when he whispered low against her ear.
"I want to try… your cute little backdoor," he said, voice silky, filled with a mixture of desire and mischief. "Let me in, Kaiya."
She went stiff, face buried in the pillow. "Y-You're saying it so shamelessly…"
He kissed down her spine, warm lips brushing over each vertebra. "It's part of you too. And I love every inch. Don't be shy."
"It's not about being shy! It's… it's weird," she whispered. "And I don't know if I can handle it…"
"You will," he said gently, one hand massaging her hips. "Not all at once. I'll prep you. Kiss you. Stretch you gently with my fingers. You'll tell me what feels good."
She trembled beneath him, but didn't say no.
