It is a joke, and Xiangling can't help but giggle again because Keqing is so cute, her poor serious awkward girlfriend on top of her in the grass cracking a faint joke, she's so adorable and the chef is just overwhelmed. She laughs, one hand sliding up along the naked ridge of Keqing's spine, underneath her purple hair, rubbing the soft skin of her back. "Well, we're going to have to sleep eventually, right?"
Probably.
They've done this for a while before, after all.
The knee between Xiangling's thighs, against her shorts, is just near enough to provide some pressure but nowhere near what she really wants. Xiangling scoots down a little on the grass, just a hair, enough so that she can push her hips off the ground, pressing herself against Keqing's thigh. She exhales. It feels nice.
The other hand, the one that's not on Keqing's back, presses up against Keqing's stomach from beneath, traveling down. And down. Until fingers are pressing against Keqing's crotch through the fabric of her tights. "I'll have to tire you out so we sleep really good, 'kay?"
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Date: 2022-01-09 08:49 am (UTC)Probably.
They've done this for a while before, after all.
The knee between Xiangling's thighs, against her shorts, is just near enough to provide some pressure but nowhere near what she really wants. Xiangling scoots down a little on the grass, just a hair, enough so that she can push her hips off the ground, pressing herself against Keqing's thigh. She exhales. It feels nice.
The other hand, the one that's not on Keqing's back, presses up against Keqing's stomach from beneath, traveling down. And down. Until fingers are pressing against Keqing's crotch through the fabric of her tights. "I'll have to tire you out so we sleep really good, 'kay?"