The lift of Keqing's thigh provides just enough pressure and friction that the next time Xiangling's hips roll forward, she gets a nice little bit of pressure to grind against at the crotch of her shorts. The pressure tingles; her eyes flutter half-lidded. Xiangling is a girl who lives loudly and unrestrained, and she's not about to stop the contented sigh that escapes her mouth.
When Keqing's face slides into the crook of her neck and she feels warm kisses against her throat, her hand slides up to the back of Keqing's head, fingers toying with the loose strands of hair that aren't gathered into her girlfriend's twin tails. She angles her head away, giving Keqing more skin at her throat to lavish with attention. It feels electric, making her spine tingle; her other hand rests on Keqing's shoulder and squeezes.
That request couldn't have come a moment sooner. Xiangling pulls back just a bit so she can look Keqing in the face, her cheeks shining pink. "Uh-huh," she says, breathlessly, before she takes Keqing's face in both hands and kisses her again.
Her hands come down, fumbling with Keqing's clothes, as she tries to help tug her girlfriend's dress over her head. Ugh, she loves you, but why is your outfit so complicated?
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The lift of Keqing's thigh provides just enough pressure and friction that the next time Xiangling's hips roll forward, she gets a nice little bit of pressure to grind against at the crotch of her shorts. The pressure tingles; her eyes flutter half-lidded. Xiangling is a girl who lives loudly and unrestrained, and she's not about to stop the contented sigh that escapes her mouth.
When Keqing's face slides into the crook of her neck and she feels warm kisses against her throat, her hand slides up to the back of Keqing's head, fingers toying with the loose strands of hair that aren't gathered into her girlfriend's twin tails. She angles her head away, giving Keqing more skin at her throat to lavish with attention. It feels electric, making her spine tingle; her other hand rests on Keqing's shoulder and squeezes.
That request couldn't have come a moment sooner. Xiangling pulls back just a bit so she can look Keqing in the face, her cheeks shining pink. "Uh-huh," she says, breathlessly, before she takes Keqing's face in both hands and kisses her again.
Her hands come down, fumbling with Keqing's clothes, as she tries to help tug her girlfriend's dress over her head. Ugh, she loves you, but why is your outfit so complicated?