As Youko explained the problems of his night, Benihime shifted slightly so that she could keep busy her mouth and hands. Her fingers soon enough found themselves tracing the markings down his arms and eventually the ones against his ribs. While her lips and tongue absently traced lines and circles along the man's neck. Her tongue flicked the lobe of his left ear before she spoke again. "Hm? Well if the screams were any indication, I'm sure she didn't mind~" she said of the young girl now sleeping in Youko's room.
Regardless of this, the man seemed to have relaxed a bit since coming to her room, which was quite strange to Benihime herself, considering the urgency with which he'd entered. He went on to agree that he'd enjoy her helping him reach the finish he was most recently denied. And as such Benihime expected them to get right back to the point they'd been at before. Instead though, a gentle articulation of his fingers up her spine occurred in such a way as to make the young woman's back arch in response, pushing her rear out and pressing her chest rather closely to his. All while he questioned, whether or not she was certain of doing this for him, given the apparent mood he was in compared to her lack of appreciation for men in general. Benihime paused as her tongue traced down his chin to look him in the face as if confused by the question. Her heart beat really hard for a moment because she wasn't sure anyone had ever considered her feelings so much before in a situation like the one she was presently in. She leaned in and pressed her lips into his and it was gentle. She did this now because she felt he needed a bit of reassurance about this moment. And when their faces would part in a few moments she would speak. "It isn't like I've never ever done this before... it's just been a very long time..." she said thinking about it and realizing it'd been at least a couple of years since she last tried a man in a sexual manner. And beyond that the last time she had, it was like something strange had taken hold of her, and she needed to do it. This time, she wanted to see if it was actually something she could enjoy, and if there was one thing she could enjoy, it was what she was about to offer the white haired man currently occupying her personal space.
"If you're in the mood to ravage, how about I try and take the edge off a bit, and after... if you're still in that mood, then you can have at me any way you like~" she said seemingly amused by the idea. Assuming that she'd likely not be turned down at all, the young woman's lips began to move down Youko's neck, past his chest and further still down his torso. Taking the long route towards his manhood while she awaited his answer. All the while Kazumi's mother stood in front of the door, motionless. She assumed her watching hadn't been noticed by this pair, who seemed to be negotiating the terms of their endeavor. It was strange but as she watched these two half naked individuals speak to each other and kiss a flush came to her face. Even so she could not look away. She had to know what they'd do next. Could they really just keep going, door open, unabashed of who might see, or hear them?