Post by Jessu on Aug 19, 2023 11:25:03 GMT
I think that we are having a little fun now, no~?
Daphne Devereaux
“Mnn…” Certainly welcoming the eager receipt of her affection, Miss Deveraux was amused both by how the visage she had presented seemed to stun and silence the oh so chatty Shinigami and how the merest brush of her pout seemed to provoke his into action, which she was happy to return. Suckling only his lower lip tenderly and softly as she basked in that feeling of a first kiss, smoothly did she slide her thumb to Kenshi's cheek as she found her chest rising and falling a little more quickly, and was left with her breath that little bit shaky as well in the aftermath.
“Now that…” Waiting for the moment to ebb as well before she retreated and easing her way back only enough so that she might look into his eyes, for the second time her companion might have noted a hint of pinkness in her cheeks as the moment made her flush, though for no reason because of embarrassment but rather on account of her enjoyment.
“Felt long overdue, no~?” In fact feeling a little bit dizzied by the whole thing and sure that such a result was not on account of low blood sugar either, all that Daphne could do was smile as she let herself hang so tantalizingly close, likely sharing the scent of a perfume while she continued to massage his cheek with her thumb and allow her digits to dance into the edge of his scalp just behind his ear, but ultimately the french fox knew that she could not linger for too long without getting carried away.
“Teeheehee, now… How about we stop neglecting this feast, hm~?” For that reason seeming to let a giggle of giddiness free as she felt how her pulse had quickened and something beneath her bust seeming as if it wanted to break out into the world, those baby blues seemed to tighten as the vixen eyed her man before she bit into her bottom lip and retreated back to her basket, intending to satisfy another kind of desire for a moment.
“Cleopatra cannot wait all night for her grapes, yes~?” All the while seeming to have only been all the more energised by the moment they had just shared, Miss Devereaux felt squirrelly and almost nervous now as she opened up her cheese and began to spread it across sliced pieces of that fluffy white bread, as if such sweet seconds had made her feel as if she was a schoolgirl again or something of the sort…?
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