[The moment his tongue swipes across her lips Rin accepts the escalation fully. Her own tongue rushes forth to slide against his. Even if she worries about her taste, whether she resembles the medicine she's had to take all her life or not, she pushes the thought aside. No one yet has made comment to it, so if she does taste herbal and bitter then no one has yet to hate it enough to tell her so. Tohsaka simply hopes that the taste of dinner masks it for now.
Her other hand reaches for his hip. She Either wants to guide him back down onto the couch with her, or to the bed. Either way, Rin would like to be a little closer. Breaking contact (to feel a breath of her magical energy again only to have it choked back out) would be less than ideal for her, so the best thing would be to sit in his lap, she thinks.]
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Her other hand reaches for his hip. She Either wants to guide him back down onto the couch with her, or to the bed. Either way, Rin would like to be a little closer. Breaking contact (to feel a breath of her magical energy again only to have it choked back out) would be less than ideal for her, so the best thing would be to sit in his lap, she thinks.]