158 You are a masochist, Kiyohira

Not giving her time to make the first move, Kiyohira grasps her arm and pulls her up. He places his palm on the back of her head and presses her against the wall. His lips smack against hers, moving against her lips fiercely. He cups her soft full breast, kneading it while trying to delve into her mouth with his tongue.

Sensing his urgency to take over her, she smiles as he nibbles her lips softly. She parts her lips slightly, permitting him to invade her --  tongue entwining, battling against each other, trying to gain dominance over the other. Wet sleek clicking fills the bathroom. They part for a moment and intakes a mouthful of air while eyeing each other. She smirks, moving her head back when he approaches her lips for the second time playfully. The demanding look in his eyes amuses her. 

Who will win? Who will moan first? Neither of them is going to make it easy for the other.