[It's because it isn't important that Hazuki doesn't expound, even knowing that, theoretically, a woman who looked like Soundwave did (who had a name like she did) wouldn't likely know traditional Japanese undergarments.
She has more important things to focus on. More important mental notes to keep taking on how long and what converts into what amount of healing, the numbers that are changing on her device.
Also... the very naked woman in front of her on the bed.
Gaze dark and cold follows the hints of motion to where Soundwave's thighs part, drinking in the messy proof of her orgasm before she moves, still a bit too stiff, favoring her left side but compensating by putting most all her weight on the right knee that lands on the mattress between parted legs.
What she had planned... It was too early yet to let her guard down completely, to expose herself to attack by diving between those plush thighs... so she reluctantly raises her gaze and presses a finger to Soundwave's lips.]
This time you won't be doing much speaking...
[It was her turn to service, and Hazuki wastes little time in pushing her further back onto the mattress, pressing the other woman's shoulders into the plush pillows as she begins to crawl up her body, nipping her way along the line of her hip, up her belly, over her breast where she can't help but tarry, tongue laving hot and hungry over her nipple.]
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She has more important things to focus on. More important mental notes to keep taking on how long and what converts into what amount of healing, the numbers that are changing on her device.
Also... the very naked woman in front of her on the bed.
Gaze dark and cold follows the hints of motion to where Soundwave's thighs part, drinking in the messy proof of her orgasm before she moves, still a bit too stiff, favoring her left side but compensating by putting most all her weight on the right knee that lands on the mattress between parted legs.
What she had planned... It was too early yet to let her guard down completely, to expose herself to attack by diving between those plush thighs... so she reluctantly raises her gaze and presses a finger to Soundwave's lips.]
This time you won't be doing much speaking...
[It was her turn to service, and Hazuki wastes little time in pushing her further back onto the mattress, pressing the other woman's shoulders into the plush pillows as she begins to crawl up her body, nipping her way along the line of her hip, up her belly, over her breast where she can't help but tarry, tongue laving hot and hungry over her nipple.]