If Eira had simply been needy for a fix at lunch, she had an entirely different mannerism about her now. Takumi's understanding of her current desire, combined with her receiving of what she wanted seemed to spur her on. Each movement of her body had her tighten within progressively, as if the reduced speed of each movement allowed her to feel more of it. As their paces synchronized it was even more obvious why she'd enjoy this, breath exchanges, a deepening feeling each push down needing gravity to help it, but not quite having it be allowed because of the water. More resistance, more force, and the softness of Takumi's tongue moving against hers as she tasted him in this way. Every part of her body tingled with each met stroke, and it was blissful. "Ta-ku-mi... I'm so close now..." she whispered through their kiss, and it was true it was only matter of time before this slow torture saw her an ending unlike the others. "Aaaaaaaah~" The tightening of her person, the depth of this feeling, the gentle press of lips and tongue. It was all too much for Eira as she found her end, and in so doing... aimed to claim Takumi too. Her very womb quivered as she pulled him in and sank into his lap in that final moment.