[ Mitsuru isn't the only one with her face left feeling warm in the wake of that maddeningly heady, wonderful directive she issues. Caught by surprise in the best possible way, Nami moans against her friend's mouth, nodding slowly as she moves to join her on the couch.
It's another first for her too, and while she isn't sure what the result's going to be, feeling Mitsuru's slick folds pressed and grinding against her own is thrilling regardless.
Breaking off the kiss to sit on the sofa as well, she scoots closer, sitting sideways with her legs spread, one thigh draping over Mitsuru's as she arranges herself with her hands planted behind her, giving her the leverage she'll need to rock against her friend's body. ]
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It's another first for her too, and while she isn't sure what the result's going to be, feeling Mitsuru's slick folds pressed and grinding against her own is thrilling regardless.
Breaking off the kiss to sit on the sofa as well, she scoots closer, sitting sideways with her legs spread, one thigh draping over Mitsuru's as she arranges herself with her hands planted behind her, giving her the leverage she'll need to rock against her friend's body. ]
Come here. I wanna feel you.