[ those three simple words set her off, and luka nods in response -- maybe too furious in the flustering emotions in her head -- and nuzzles her, cheek to cheek.
her heart's beating rapidly, tempted to liken it to butterfly wings while butterflies flutter from one flower to another.
carefully, her hand at the end of miku's shirt tugs up -- she wants it off, tugging it higher and at the last minute luka pulls away to throw off the garment of clothing and toss it to the side. she doesn't particularly care where it lands, so long as one of them finds it later.
she hums, not immediately looking at what is now miku's almost-bare chest, instead the first thing she does is kiss her at the neck again. slow, steady; at the crevice of where her neck and shoulder meet, luka bites there again, rougher than the first time, before moving further down.
letting out an exhale against miku's skin, luka lets go of the arm that's been supporting her against the door and palms one of her breasts. miku's bra is aorable, admittedly speaking, and not able to help herself she giggles to herself. ]
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her heart's beating rapidly, tempted to liken it to butterfly wings while butterflies flutter from one flower to another.
carefully, her hand at the end of miku's shirt tugs up -- she wants it off, tugging it higher and at the last minute luka pulls away to throw off the garment of clothing and toss it to the side. she doesn't particularly care where it lands, so long as one of them finds it later.
she hums, not immediately looking at what is now miku's almost-bare chest, instead the first thing she does is kiss her at the neck again. slow, steady; at the crevice of where her neck and shoulder meet, luka bites there again, rougher than the first time, before moving further down.
letting out an exhale against miku's skin, luka lets go of the arm that's been supporting her against the door and palms one of her breasts. miku's bra is aorable, admittedly speaking, and not able to help herself she giggles to herself. ]
Cute.