[ It's a small wonder that Mitsuru remains lucid enough to grab the remote, still breathless with pleasure as she seizes it and presses the off button. She can't resist wrapping her arms tight around Nami then, pulling her down for a kiss that is treacherously tender, murmuring against her lips with a smile, ]
You look so good like this... I love the way you looked just now.
[ Blissed out, utterly wrecked with orgasm... take your pick. Mitsuru has never seen her fellow redhead quite so flustered and wiped and she can't claim that doesn't like what she sees. She'd never heard her make such needy sounds either, something else she likes. It's beautiful - and utterly alluring, leaving her feeling as though she's been treated to something that few would see or hear from Nami.
She reaches to brush a little of the other woman's tangerine hued hair away from her face, pressing yet another kiss to her mouth. ]
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You look so good like this... I love the way you looked just now.
[ Blissed out, utterly wrecked with orgasm... take your pick. Mitsuru has never seen her fellow redhead quite so flustered and wiped and she can't claim that doesn't like what she sees. She'd never heard her make such needy sounds either, something else she likes. It's beautiful - and utterly alluring, leaving her feeling as though she's been treated to something that few would see or hear from Nami.
She reaches to brush a little of the other woman's tangerine hued hair away from her face, pressing yet another kiss to her mouth. ]