"Aiming for honest here..." Benihime said as she moved against his stiffness once more. "Women are my type... and I don't mean that the way most women do. Exclusively speaking I am attracted to women. It's a running joke that I am more of a man than a woman in my family. Normally there is nothing even remotely interesting to me about a man..." she said as she leaned in to kiss this man's shoulder, it would be obvious to him, in her own mind that he was an exception to this in some way. Apparently this young woman didn't know the meaning of breaking or even pausing as her now unoccupied tongue found itself tracing the line from his shoulder, down to the first of the lines she found and tracing it. "Even so, I am thinking about giving this a try... which is confusing to me... thus the confusion passed on to you, Katsuhara-kun~" she said seeming to have a reasonable idea of how she'd gotten to this point. Benihime was many things including a rather instinctual being, beyond all things she found herself knowing and understanding how she got into such situations without much of a problem. Right now this man had kindled within her, something similar to her initial bout with puberty, and she really wanted to know him, with her body, and as such she was trying to do just that. Strangely something about their interaction had changed fundamentally how she felt about him, and she was more than keen to figure this out. Her tongue tracing the marks on his person should be something of a dead giveaway for her nature as person. "Do you want me to stop?" she questioned this man, because she was fulfilling her own desires with no idea at all what he wanted from her.