[ The older girl chuckles softly at her companion's question, her lips moving from Rise's to instead begin to slide delicately down her neck, kissing and in nipping the soft skin there in equal measure as she moves downwards. Her response is a breathy murmur against Rise's skin. ]
Depends how seriously we're going to take their rules I suppose.
[ Normally a stickler for playing by the rules, in this case Mitsuru is willing to be flexible. After all, this ridiculous hierarchy put in place by the House is to suit their ends really, not the game's players. And anyway... ]
There will be plenty of time for that yet. Perhaps I wish for you to serve me a different way first...
[ By letting Mitsuru watch her unravel in the most wonderful way possible...
She's actually... very practiced at this by now. Something she would be too embarrassed to admit aloud but the way her fingers slide against the fabric of Rise's panties with deft precision suggests as much. She teases her, gently, rubbing those elegant fingers of hers against where she knows the other woman will feel sensitive. Fingertips press at the dimple in the fabric until she deems that she's riled them both up enough and brushes the garment partly to one side so that she can slip her fingers within the confines of the other redhead's underwear.
A soft moan of appreciation escapes her as she begins to trace the shape of Rise's pussy, pressing one finger inside just the smallest amount, more to feel the other girl's wetness than anything else. She feels as mesmerising as expected and Mitsuru's mouth promptly leaves her neck as the older girl observes her companion's reaction, gently sliding two fingers against Rise's clit. ]
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Date: 2024-09-21 04:50 pm (UTC)Depends how seriously we're going to take their rules I suppose.
[ Normally a stickler for playing by the rules, in this case Mitsuru is willing to be flexible. After all, this ridiculous hierarchy put in place by the House is to suit their ends really, not the game's players. And anyway... ]
There will be plenty of time for that yet. Perhaps I wish for you to serve me a different way first...
[ By letting Mitsuru watch her unravel in the most wonderful way possible...
She's actually... very practiced at this by now. Something she would be too embarrassed to admit aloud but the way her fingers slide against the fabric of Rise's panties with deft precision suggests as much. She teases her, gently, rubbing those elegant fingers of hers against where she knows the other woman will feel sensitive. Fingertips press at the dimple in the fabric until she deems that she's riled them both up enough and brushes the garment partly to one side so that she can slip her fingers within the confines of the other redhead's underwear.
A soft moan of appreciation escapes her as she begins to trace the shape of Rise's pussy, pressing one finger inside just the smallest amount, more to feel the other girl's wetness than anything else. She feels as mesmerising as expected and Mitsuru's mouth promptly leaves her neck as the older girl observes her companion's reaction, gently sliding two fingers against Rise's clit. ]