[with pleasure. That's a full blown smirk, and then Michiru shifts, bracing herself against the mattress, and leans in for a taste.
It looks as if she's given up on the teasing though, from the way she's going straight for her prize. The pacing might be andante for the moment, but hey. Your terms, right?]
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It looks as if she's given up on the teasing though, from the way she's going straight for her prize. The pacing might be andante for the moment, but hey. Your terms, right?]