Miya gasped softly as she felt a burning, almost melting feeling spread through her as he replied to her act with his arms slipping about her and his lips caressing hers in return...
She pulled away slowly..she felt a tinge of guilt and shame, fill her mind...
*this...really shouldn't be......why?* she thought confusedly to herself.

She then feels my hand going through her long purple hair. "My, I had no idea my flowers tugged at your heart strings so, do you want to sit down before we continue?" I ask her as my hands seemed to perfectly caculate where to carress and lightly play with her body to make those doubts fade.

She felt his hands comb her hair, "Continue..?" she echoed, her face flushing a little, but her cheeks still held a warm pink glow..."I...I have never...." flattered once more and gasped as she felt his hands now feeling about her body gently, soothing her...

"You've never what? Kissed someone, by what you just did I would beg to differ." I tell her as I pick her up into my arms and crush her lips with my own as I hold her tight to my body her breasts pressing agianst my chest firmly as I didn't let go for an instant as my lips were the agressor this time.

Miya exhailed with much difficulty, at his actions...She wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed ever closer to him.
She felt her fingers about his neck, carressing it softly, but to be completely honest, she hadn't a clue what she was doing...she was going with what she felt and it was in rhythm with his, however, his attention was a bit rough and expecting...
She pulled back for a breath and resumed their heated kissing...she felt her breasts push up against his chest with her breathing...
That hightened the already very warm feeling that tingled throughout her body...aching with anticipation, foreign to her.

I soon join her rythm as we each hold other and kiss her lips, taking in the sweet scent of her smell. She was an intreasting girl to throw herself right into the wolfs mouth. Ha, ha, ha. I then move up and grab one of her breasts through her clothing carressing it the best I could as we kissed.

Miya let out a shuttered breath as she felt him grope her breast, she started to loose herself in the embrace...but her mind did seldom return to the fact of her innocence.
She had thought of an lovers encounter, daydreamed and longed for one. But even when the time came she was allowed to live this dream, she recoiled...so it was strange to her, she had simply thrown herself willingly into the arms of a near stranger, all over a shared passion.
*its not just his passion for flowers...its his passion in general* she concluded, as she wrapped her legs around his waist gently...

I smile as I finally break the kiss. "Miya." I simply tell her as I reach up and grab the top of her dress and slowly pull down the straps so it would fall down around her waist as she sat on me with her legs wraped around me as I then reach behind her and undo the clip on her bra all so I could carress her senstive mounds with my hand directly as I once again kiss her. Savouring her lips as I don't stay there too long as I move around her body, from her checks, her neck, her breasts themselfs and all around again.

Miya had a dazed look in her eye, she was still all there, but his attentions were causing her to shake uncontrolably with her nervousness. Though it was a muted movement...nevertheless, obvious.
She breathed in deeply as her shirt slipped down at her waist and his hands moved to remove her bra...
Unsure if this is still quite alright, I reach up as his lips and tounge dance about my neck and chest, and fidgit with the buttons of his shirt...I get the top most one undone, but I am quickly irritated at the time it was taking, as well as the uncomplying buttons themselves...
I let out a gasp and soft moan as he pays his attentions to my breasts..my arousal was a displayed with hardened nipples, as well as my wetness that began to be noticable through my thin bottoms.

I take her hand with my only free one as the other played with soft breast as I kiss her still aiding her in the removal of my shirt, it seemed easier with my help since it was as all it really took was the removal of the belt around my robe and letting it spread open for her now as the shirt/robe fall off my back soon a slight movement of my arms allowing it all the way off so she can feel my muscular chest with her own hands as I lavish her with my attentions for a bit longer.

I then stop with a smile. "You took my shirt off for a reason, was there something your wanted to do?" I ask her as my hand lightly goes through her hair as the girl was so utterly trapped in this world of desire and lust as I stared directly into her eyes.

He took my nervous hand in his as he moved his lips to mine once more and our tounges danced with a little more urgency...It was strange, *he seems different* I thought.
As much as my eagerness had captivated me into a trance and currently growning arousal....his eagerness was fuled by something else, and I couldn't quite place it...
Miya's free hand floted over his now exposed body..he was built with a very sharp muscular outline, however, he was very pale. Nevertheless, appealing. Her mind clicked back into her speculation/worry mode, as her doubts returned, *this is wrong..and theres something about him..* she thought, very unsure.
Suddenly, her nudeness seemed to embarass her now, as she attempted to cover her exposed chest that his hands had been groping.
"Ahhh.." she let slip as she pulled back a little bit from his hands..she didn't want to stop, she wanted more, but she still hovered back a moment and gazed at him.
His eyes held a solid intent look in them, he didn't seem at all moved in the same desire as her and she found this a bit strange...suddenly, she felt even more a fool..she broke the gaze and tried to pull back more, "I'm...sorry." I spoke, trying to suppress a shakey tone, as I began to pull back from what my body (and partially my mind) wanted so much. "I've...never had a...lover." I said openly...I felt I could trust this man, but my stomach squrmed, though, at his possible reactions..

Hmm, her innocent nature has seemed to pull her out of the area just enough to speak, not enough to get away though I smirk to myself as I walk up behind her and try and soften my eyes along with my voice. "Oh, then you must be... Hmmm no wonder you hestitate just a bit. So I'll ask you would you let me be your first?" I ask her kindly.

Miya breathed deeply at hearing his words.
She turned to face him, her arm still covering her breasts the best she could...She moved to grab her shirt and pull it back on but found she couldn't, the strong scent of the various flowers invigorated her and kept her confined to her aching desires...
Miya tilted her head to the side, "What interest could I possibly be to you?" she asked, a bit helplessly..she seemed to be trapped there, her mind torn between her foreign lustful desires and that of her guilt at her hastened actions.

"Well your very beautiful, you seem full of passion both here and for plants. I have a thing for girls with long hair, and despite your lack of experince you seem to be an excellent kisser." I tell her as I move my hand through her hair. "Plus you have a very pure mind and soul, that I admire."

Miya wrinkled her nose at the now obvious reality of the situation...it seemed to be a regular occurrence for him, she thought.
I pulled away from his hand as he attempted to run it through my hair again, beginning to be a bit defiant to our minds mutual desire, rather, it was more his desire than that of my own...I was sure. Though, I still couldn't quite bring myself to try leaving. I did however manage to pull my shirt up, although, neglecting to retrieve my bra..my bare breasts, still not refuse to show my arousal any. That did not help my current mind set, as I strained to work up the will to leave..my body ached for his attentions (mostly my breasts) that had already been exposed to his gentle calculating hands. They seemed to be able to redirect my doubts, my breathing still had not returned to normal, as I was still very trapped...even though he wasn't upon me, I still felt a growing warmth and my wetness had increased.

It seemed the deeper I breathed, the stronger the feeling had begun to weaken my mind. I had not been aware of this until now as I was starting to have a hard time standing up on my own..my gaze left his and fell to the floor as I tried to steady myself, but I was having a hard time of it.