It was a sweet gesture in the face of wading into the waters of the the unknown. An intellectual knowledge of a circumstance could only help so much the first time, though in Itto's case instinctual might be a better word to use. The virginity may as well be a bright neon sign hovering over him in the infirmary room, a bright beacon to creatures like Anika.

Humming pleasantly, Anika's hand continued its tantalizingly slow descent toward his groin. Anticipation was a powerful tool, and she was going to draw it out as long as she could. She didn't care that the door was open and someone might pass by. It seemed like Itto didn't either... or he simply hadn't noticed.

Stepping closer so her front lightly pressed against him, only a quick move away from climbing onto him, she used that hand he kissed to tilt his head up to look at her. Leaning in, she pressed slightly parted lips to his in a kiss. Time to see where this was going to go.