[The frustration built up in her combined with whatever visceral spark that ignites in her when he wipes his mouth is... something else. It whips her up into a frenzy as she grabs his face in her hands to take him. To taste him. To taste herself on his lips, and to see if she can glean any sort of insight to how others must experience her. Though blinded by her lust she doesn't consider how used to her own medicine she is, and how that may impact Rin's own perception.

After she finishes sliding her tongue against his, exploring the inside of his mouth, she pulls away. Straddling his hips more properly now. One hand on his shoulder for balance, and the other reaching between them to grasp the evidence of his arousal.]

For a moment I almost thought you were afraid of me touching your dick. Stupid, right? I'm sure people would kill to be in this position.

[She emphasizes that by dragging the tip of his length against her wet slit.]