Izanami chuckled faintly under her breath, tilting her head to the side to allow him better access to her neck. Was she really going to protest against him being so close already? Definitely not; already her hands were gravitating toward his shirt of their own free will, working off the buttons.
"We should inform the others," she murmured, not that she was in a rush to do that.
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"We should inform the others," she murmured, not that she was in a rush to do that.