H: Handsy (When they can’t keep their hands to themselves)
R: Ruttish (Signs that they’re horny)
Blended because they worked well together.
Asahi inhales deeply through his nose, breathing in her scent as much as gathering oxygen to continue kissing her. He moans into her mouth, the sound an auditory delight for her ears as he presses her against her door. She responds in kind, pitch a bit higher. His fingers twitch, palms sweating slightly and he can’t resist the urge to touch her, really touch her. He’s never needed her more than he does now and that need overpowers his hesitance but still, his moves are slow. He slides down the curve of her hips before wrapping both hands firmly around her ass and tugging her forward, grinding their hips together.
She breaks free of his lips inhaling a sharp gasp.
“Sorry,” he chokes out, removing his hold cheeks flaming red at his actions but she reaches down, tugging his hands back to where they were.
“You just surprised me,” she whispers. “I’ve been wanting you to touch me for weeks, months even.”
He pauses, eyes wide before pulling her close once more, squeezing her firmly. Her gasp of pleasure incites him more, fueling his bravery and he kisses down her neck, one hand trailing up under the back of her shirt. He can feel her vibrating with want, breath hot against the side of his face.
“Can I come in?” he asks between kisses.
“Finally,” she sighs, jumping into his arms. He fumbles with the knob, almost tripping across her threshold and slamming the door with his foot. In a few long strides, her reaches her bedroom, falling into bed with her.