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But if there was a ranking for people who were especially talented at handling big things then Nariko was likely somewhere up at the top! It certainly wasn't a surprising revelation and she handled it well enough, not even a faint interruption in their flow. She did intend to at least get out where her bedroom was just in case they wanted to move but clearly that was going to have to wait.

And it wasn't all that important when her dress was pulled up, thighs exposed, and true to her word she'd decided against panties, a decision that worked out oh so well, left her groaning thickly as she was groped. Was it wrong of her to enjoy the strength Naal held her with? Hopefully not, something about being embraced made melting into the whole thing feel right, so even if it was desperate her hips rocked a little, controlled motions imitating what she was already beginning to ache for - so maybe Naal had been right on and she was perhaps, maybe, just a little needy.

Close as they were Naal could feel her movements, straining for a touch that wasn't there. But there was no need to be embarrassed by that need; feeling it rise against her, because of her, spread that same feeling to Naal, and she hummed, halfway to a moan, in Nariko's mouth. She shifted, both in a hopeless attempt to relieve the growing tightness in the shorts she wore under her skirt, and to prop up a leg under Nariko, sliding it in between her thighs.

But that was just a stopgap, far from what they both wanted. She let the kiss wind down, giving Nariko's lip a parting tug with her own as she lowered her head, bumping her brow against Nariko's forehead.

"...anywhere else you'd like my tongue? Or would you prefer something a little harder?"

There was no such thing as too much pleasure, or getting enough - once upon a time there had been, but Nariko chose not to revisit that often. Getting even a slight moan from Naal was like a treasure, she wanted more immediately but was ultimately distracted by the near harmless weight between her legs, and how easy it was to grind down on it. To say it was far was putting it mildly, and the once-human huffed as her lips were freed.

"You're gonna make me choose things? How cruel." She certainly enjoyed showing off what her hips could do, a smooth, consistent grinding motion that didn't give her more than breathless gasps for air. But her eyes remained locked with Naal's as she moaned, genuinely wanting, though her wording was teasing, and so was the knowing smirk that came with it.

"Harder!"

If there was ever an opportunity to act utterly cheeky then Nariko refused to pass it up.

Nariko humping her leg had the desired effect. Naal's feelings about that sort of completely unrestrained expression of desire, a lover using her body any way they could, were complicated, but Nariko fell on the right side of the lines she drew. It was a need that made her glad for the opportunity to fulfill it.

She flashed a brief grin, more at the cheekiness on Nariko's face than the words themselves. Yes, it was good to feel needed, but that exuberance made things, well, fun. Naal could be coy, but to her those words had their place only in the particular world that existed between two people who were intimate, physically or otherwise. Shouting her joy to the world wasn't in her, but she enjoyed having a complement who could.

She sprang up from the couch, easily carrying Nariko with her and slinging her over a shoulder. And realized she had no idea how the house was laid out.

"...have a favorite room?"

Because. You know. She might not be leaving it for a while.

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My notifs failed me and I did not see this I'm so sorry!!

they picked a good time for it, I was totally out of it all last week anyway