[ played up reaction or no, hearing minako ask for more this early makes yukari want to throw her plan to go slow right out the window. her back arches into the touch, corners of her mouth twitching into a smile although her tongue never stops working at her nipple.
she uses both hands to unbutton minako's shorts with an easy, smooth motion and pulls them down slowly, fingers ghosting over the curve of her ass and thighs with the promise of more, later. ]
Say that again. [ a command, gentle but firm, as yukari drags her fingers back up her legs and loops her thumbs in the waistband of minako’s underwear. yeah, okay, she's definitely leaning into this, too. ]
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she uses both hands to unbutton minako's shorts with an easy, smooth motion and pulls them down slowly, fingers ghosting over the curve of her ass and thighs with the promise of more, later. ]
Say that again. [ a command, gentle but firm, as yukari drags her fingers back up her legs and loops her thumbs in the waistband of minako’s underwear. yeah, okay, she's definitely leaning into this, too. ]