[Keimi lets out a soft moan as Daisy moves for her breast. That spot has quickly become one of Keimi's, and apparently Daisy's, favorite pleasure zones. Her hand, shaking from pleasure, gently caresses the taller girl's wings, taking care to note every feather-- she wants to do her best to make Daisy feel good, too.
When the Spartan's legs wrap around her tail, she gasps, startled. Daisy wasn't this rough with her on purpose. Was spending time outside the apartment together making her more bold? As soon as Daisy spoke, however, she realized what was going on. They're caught. She squeaks again, this time out of fear, rather than pleasure, her body instinctively curling into Daisy's chest, eyes shutting tight.]
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When the Spartan's legs wrap around her tail, she gasps, startled. Daisy wasn't this rough with her on purpose. Was spending time outside the apartment together making her more bold? As soon as Daisy spoke, however, she realized what was going on. They're caught. She squeaks again, this time out of fear, rather than pleasure, her body instinctively curling into Daisy's chest, eyes shutting tight.]