Xiangling feels a rush of excitement shoot through her body. Part of it is because she's kissing Keqing (with all the attendant promises of what's about to happen) and kissing her girlfriend never doesn't make her excited. But she's excited because it's working, because not only was her goal with the peppers a success but Keqing isn't even mad.
And she can feel it working. She can feel a looseness in Keqing's body that's usually not there yet, a comfort, a sense of desire that's usually not there until the middle of-- or even after-- their lovemaking. This worked. It worked better than she could hope for.
"Y-yeah, it is, isn't it?" she says, her breath hot against Keqing's face. One hand cups Keqing's cheek as she peppers the other girl's lips with kisses, seizing the unspoken invitation to slip her tongue into Keqing's mouth. The other hand slips between them, deftly unhooking the ornate clasp on the brooch that holds Keqing's outerwear together.
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Date: 2021-11-23 03:24 am (UTC)And she can feel it working. She can feel a looseness in Keqing's body that's usually not there yet, a comfort, a sense of desire that's usually not there until the middle of-- or even after-- their lovemaking. This worked. It worked better than she could hope for.
"Y-yeah, it is, isn't it?" she says, her breath hot against Keqing's face. One hand cups Keqing's cheek as she peppers the other girl's lips with kisses, seizing the unspoken invitation to slip her tongue into Keqing's mouth. The other hand slips between them, deftly unhooking the ornate clasp on the brooch that holds Keqing's outerwear together.