[ She's got some room to be cocky here, smiling against her. Easily, Heather follows her movements, though putting enough weight on her to keep her secure so she can keep pleasuring her. Her left hand doesn't stop moving, as she asked, palming her breast before tracing her fingernails around her nipple. ]
[ Her breath comes in a series of light gasps, and Meg isn't stingy with any of the approving sounds she wants to make. For someone who had been hurt so much, Heather definitely knows how to love someone, and it's for that very reason that Meg wants her to know every time she does something right. And boy, is Heather doing that. She rakes her fingers lightly over the girl's scalp, murmuring wordless encouragements. ]
[ Heather groans against her, enjoying the way her hand feels curled in her hair. Knowing that she's satisfying someone is a wonderful sensation - of course, she would love to have that returned, but for now, her focus is put on her partner as always.
She has to part for air, gasping and giggling, nuzzling against her inner thigh. ] How you doing?
Good, because I like doing it. [ Smiling, she rolls her hands through Heather's hair, nails lightly raking her scalp. ] You can pull on mine, too, when your turn rolls around.
Noted! [ Heather chirps as if she's not about to continue going down on her. And the thought of having the favor returned excites her, which has her more eager than before to see her pleased when she lowers her head again, running her tongue over her. ]
[ The sudden return to action sends a shudder through her small frame, and she gives a quiet, pleased gasp. ] That's good, [ Meg breathes, letting her body melt into the bed as she succumbs to Heather's attentions. ] I like that.
[ She giggles again, hoping she can feel the vibrations from her lips. This time, she uses a lot more tongue, not caring if she's a little sore by the end of it. It will be worth it. Actually, it already is. ]
[ The vibration does carry enough to get a quiet moan out of her, and her hands tighten in Heather's hair, pulling gently. Megara arches into her touch, already thinking of how she can pay the other girl back later as the feeling below her navel begins to build again. ]
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She has to part for air, gasping and giggling, nuzzling against her inner thigh. ] How you doing?
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[ Playfully, she bites her thigh, not leaving any marks. ] You can pull my hair, if you wanna. I like it.
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