[Mikasa's response is oddly endearing. Cute, even. Heat rises from under Rey's skin all over again as she aches with a need for relief that she can't quite achieve on her own.
[If she's willing, Rey will start to urge Mikasa onto her back. Guiding her over the soft bedding of blankets and pillows under them, allowing her to shift her wright to climb on top. Her lips begin parting to deepen the kiss, Rey's thin tail sways behind her eagerly the harder her arousal grows. Her self-conscious nagging in the back of her mind abandons her need for the blanket she'd been covering herself with entirely, everything shifting gears for Mikasa and no one else.
[Because... fuck it, she doesn't need to fucking cover up. Not anymore. And not here.]
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[If she's willing, Rey will start to urge Mikasa onto her back. Guiding her over the soft bedding of blankets and pillows under them, allowing her to shift her wright to climb on top. Her lips begin parting to deepen the kiss, Rey's thin tail sways behind her eagerly the harder her arousal grows. Her self-conscious nagging in the back of her mind abandons her need for the blanket she'd been covering herself with entirely, everything shifting gears for Mikasa and no one else.
[Because... fuck it, she doesn't need to fucking cover up. Not anymore. And not here.]