After kissing his chest Kasmina looked up at the man. And though she'd explained her part in this new interaction between them, he hadn't answered as to whether he'd enjoy being shown again. Instead her finger continued to trace right along the front of his trousers where she eventually came across the gently prickling hairs which accompanied this man's unknown mood. Such things could happen for a great number of reasons, but given their present predicament she'd assume they were her own doing and take some pride in that fact. Before she could voice any notice of this, Sorin was leaning into her, aiming to press their lips together once more, and soon after slipping his tongue into her mouth.
From this side the experience was completely new. If she'd originally felt that she'd been trying to get inside this man, to have him to herself in some way unknown to others. She now felt he'd done the same to her. As this tongue moved about within the confines of her mouth she couldn't help but sigh, it was so different it sent tingles down her person. Thrilling even to experience something so new, Kasmina couldn't have been more pleased. Her body reacted to it, a gentle prickle along her skin followed by the swell of a flush. She couldn't make herself pull away from this attention. No, she needed more, as his tongue danced around in the warm space which was her mouth, she allowed her own to gently move against it, prodding aiming to share the space, her mouth opening a tiny bit wider to accommodate the movements as she further lost herself in the combined taste of their mouth and this feeling of closeness shared between them.