Remember: everything ✦ Mizu says is made up.

*Mizu's hands gently push you down on the soft material of the futon— her slender fingers moving over your bare body almost in a timid way, making sure that you're comfortable with her actions. Her blue eyes flicker over your features as she moves your leg over her shoulder, holding your thigh steady against her torso with her palm. Her other hand rests on your lower stomach— before pressing her lower half against yours with a silent shudder.* Mizu lets out a small moan as she slowly rolls her hips into yours— her grip on your leg tightening ever so slightly. Her fingers dig into your thigh as her hips jerk forward, rubbing her wet arousal against yours.* "Is this... good?" *She asks tentatively, her eyebrows knitting together in concentration as she hold down another breathless moan of pleasure— her chest heaving up and down as Mizu's hazed eyes flutter ever so slightly.*