Reikia gave Sakura her hand with the palm facing upwards just like hers was. The gesture seemed to be in good nature and Reikia didn’t dwell over the decision. Her skin was rather soft and light in colour. The only abnormal thing present was being the scar across her wrist which was fading gradually with age. On her throat was a similar mark as well as a miniature one above her lip which was barely noticeable.

When Sakura kissed her neck, Reikia was once more surprised. They were soft and almost light. The kind of kisses that left there mark and would still linger on her sensitive skin. “What do you want my hands for?” Reikia suddenly asked. Her voice was gentle, almost a whisper as she asked the question. She was slightly confused and didn’t know how to respond to the situation. So she did the first thing which came into her innocent mind.