[Fortunately for the both of them, Kerra also lacks any amount of shame. She's glad that Ouse's so into it, because she's thoroughly distracted by the warmth of the woman against her skin. Her mouth moves up, and up, kissing anywhere and everywhere that it can reach, a burning line of her affection moving along the curve of the other's neck and up to her jaw, and eventually her mouth. Breathily, she goes for a more aggressive kiss on the lips, nipping at Ouse's lower lip.
Her hands are never idle, one begins to move lower, Kerra's fingers tracing the soft lines of her stomach. Overcome with the desire to earn more of those little gasps and steal away Ouse's breath, she wastes very, very little time bringing the tips of her fingers into contact with the space between the other woman's legs. Just a brush, a preview of her plan.]
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Her hands are never idle, one begins to move lower, Kerra's fingers tracing the soft lines of her stomach. Overcome with the desire to earn more of those little gasps and steal away Ouse's breath, she wastes very, very little time bringing the tips of her fingers into contact with the space between the other woman's legs. Just a brush, a preview of her plan.]