[ The touch if their foreheads is more intimate a gesture than she expected, eyes fluttering in surprise as she feels the bashfulness creep up her cheeks. There’s a pleasant warmth that spreads in her chest, but her attention is drawn elsewhere when she feels a tug a bit lower. ]
Yeah…that’s okay.
[ She doesn’t even look down, preoccupied with how beautifully green Rey’s eyes were, her own hands gently palming at her breasts. ]
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Yeah…that’s okay.
[ She doesn’t even look down, preoccupied with how beautifully green Rey’s eyes were, her own hands gently palming at her breasts. ]