Understanding the rhythm, Sion's hands moved down to Akiha's rear and grasped it tightly. With it in hand, she roughly started moving it herself, pushing herself up at the same time she pulled Akiha down towards her. Breaking the kiss, her lips moving down to Akiha's chest, biting down on one of her rosy buds without remorse, knowing that Akiha enjoyed a little pain with her action.