Dia moves without a hitch as Mari guides them back, only her shoulders tensing momentarily as they hit the wall. But she's quick to settle, comfortable with Mari's weight against her, sinking easily into her hold: one hand coming to rest between slender shoulder blades, the other cupping the back of her head. She tips her head up for her, too, to offer smoother access.

In truth, Mari will have to try very little to win her over. She's very well near irresistible. But her overblown ego certainly doesn't need to hear that.

"Ah--" Mari's hands squeeze in tandem with a particularly hard kiss, and a gasp slips past Dia's lips. Her features pinch, and she flicks the back of Mari's neck. "Don't dare leave a mark. I'll kill you."