Odd was it to have her desires encouraged. Yume wasn't sure exactly what to expect, given the rather intense nature of her creation. Even so, she seemed to be enjoying this approach she took on for herself. If nothing else, switching positions later was always a potential way to go about this sort of thing. But for now at least, she didn't even entertain the option of stopping before she finished trying out this particular position. Still, imagine her surprise when Mugen went on to put his back against his bed, leaving her atop him, grinding against his form without much impediment.
Yes, their lips remained in near constant contact, tongues dancing between their faces. But, Yume also felt a strong hand upon her breast seeming to be molested even in a tight space. Oddly, this girl didn't have any real reservations to start with, she'd discarded her eboshi, but she'd freed her hand. With one already resting against his chest, the other would eventually join it, if only so she could find the leverage to properly begin insertion. Doing so would have her breaking their kiss gently as she went about lining herself up, before she aimed to begin sliding him into her body from this position. She imagined it would be a bit less taxing than their previous endeavor, but maybe more physically straining for herself. Even so, she'd do what she needed to sink down enough to join their faces back together while she felt the pressure of her own body joining his. She was almost moaning, it was such a nice feeling and with her hands against his chest, she realized once again that he was an exceedingly muscled individual. Strangely she wouldn't stop her downward movement until they were fully joined, all the while she seemed to be quite pleased by the sensation. For something that seemed like it shouldn't work, taking his manhood into her body was quickly becoming one of her more enjoyed activities.
