[ It is unfortunate (or is it fortunate?) that Weiss can't say dirty things out loud unlike some of her partners, because she would be asking for Mitsuru to put her mouth on her cunt right now if she could. God- she's become far too spoiled by her partners, current and former, and wants nothing more than to be eaten out. They've only just met, but she is used to getting what she wants, so she can't help but want it now, too.
As for saying it? ]
Between my legs. [ That's the best way she can put it, with a giddy little giggle because she finds herself a little embarrassed to be saying that to such a beautiful woman like Mitsuru. She seems so refined, and while it's familiar to her, Mitsuru. . . actually reminds her more of her older sister than herself. The red haired woman has an elegance that's different from hers— more queenly than princessy.
Weiss rolls her hips slowly, eager to feel more pressure on her pussy. Her undies are in the way, and with it being good for swimming, it's far thicker than the usual lace she wears. It's not fair. ]
But- [ A kiss, a suck on Mitsuru's lower lip before pulling away. She laughs again, voice so airy and desperate. ] I want to rub myself against you, too.
Clothes off, please. I want it all.
[ Just thinking about their pussies touching is getting her even hornier, and while she wants to touch Mitsuru, she first has to shift a little to push the rest of her outfit out of the way. Her dress top remains, albeit it hangs off her waist, the scars and burns still hidden underneath fabric. And because she's the one who requested for Mitsuru to get completely naked now too, she'll of course provide her hands for the service that Mitsuru needs. Back on her knees, she'll pull what needs to be pulled, tug on what needs to be tugged, all while her swollen lips pepper kisses all over such delicate skin. ]
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As for saying it? ]
Between my legs. [ That's the best way she can put it, with a giddy little giggle because she finds herself a little embarrassed to be saying that to such a beautiful woman like Mitsuru. She seems so refined, and while it's familiar to her, Mitsuru. . . actually reminds her more of her older sister than herself. The red haired woman has an elegance that's different from hers— more queenly than princessy.
Weiss rolls her hips slowly, eager to feel more pressure on her pussy. Her undies are in the way, and with it being good for swimming, it's far thicker than the usual lace she wears. It's not fair. ]
But- [ A kiss, a suck on Mitsuru's lower lip before pulling away. She laughs again, voice so airy and desperate. ] I want to rub myself against you, too.
Clothes off, please. I want it all.
[ Just thinking about their pussies touching is getting her even hornier, and while she wants to touch Mitsuru, she first has to shift a little to push the rest of her outfit out of the way. Her dress top remains, albeit it hangs off her waist, the scars and burns still hidden underneath fabric. And because she's the one who requested for Mitsuru to get completely naked now too, she'll of course provide her hands for the service that Mitsuru needs. Back on her knees, she'll pull what needs to be pulled, tug on what needs to be tugged, all while her swollen lips pepper kisses all over such delicate skin. ]