He exhales a huff of breath when he finds himself on his back with Katya straddling him. He would grin up at her except she kisses it right off his face. With a muffled moan, he meets her tongue with his in a coiling, serpentine dance.

Both hands free, he slides them up her thighs, kneading and squeezing. He bucks up against her hips, wanting to feel her move.