Satoru brightens when she's given clear permission to touch. Her hands sink instantly into Suguru's hair, winding through the soft strands. Playing with Suguru's hair was only one of many things that she had missed, but it was an easy and uncomplicated pleasure, and it's something that she can reclaim without any worries.

Whining a little at the teasing touches, Satoru rocks her hips into the caresses to her lips, but she squirms at the touch to her clit. "Too much. I'm sensitive. Use the outer lips to squeeze and massage at it indirectly, or just touch other areas instead. Please, Suguru?"

She tugs very gently at Suguru's hair to encourage and to playfully beg her, in order to have these instructions obeyed.