[ to say the least, the sounds she's hearing are certainly pleasing; they're enough to make luka herself go crazy, but she reminds herself that she needs to stay composed, you know, to keep some pride.
luka can't possibly lose her cool here.
she takes another moment, gives her tongue another little push, swirls it in a circle, then back the other way. her movements are slow, and luka drags them out as long as she can. she figures she'll keep miku on the edge a bit.
when she hears "more", she stops, pulls away an inch and lets out a breath against her. she moves closer, arms hooked around her legs, lips pressing against her flesh again and, smirking into the folds, she kisses her and slips her tongue in.
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luka can't possibly lose her cool here.
she takes another moment, gives her tongue another little push, swirls it in a circle, then back the other way. her movements are slow, and luka drags them out as long as she can. she figures she'll keep miku on the edge a bit.
when she hears "more", she stops, pulls away an inch and lets out a breath against her. she moves closer, arms hooked around her legs, lips pressing against her flesh again and, smirking into the folds, she kisses her and slips her tongue in.
in, out, in, out. ]