Her head was reeling. It had been since she had woken up this morning, but what was much more afflicting and horrifying was the constant throb between her legs and the inability to do anything about it. Well, that wasn't quite true. She had already slipped her hand between her legs twice this morning before even getting out of bed, and the
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The grip she had gained on the other girls shoulders relented and she sat up back arched and eyes slanted down to look at Pasha's face. Her mouth pursed loosely as she cocked her head and debated what her next course of action was. Although, really, the throb between her legs was just a little too pronounced to leave the latter option much consideration. And after another beat of consideration, Minatsuki shrugged. "Alright."
She made to strip off her dress, plucking the loose and light clothing off, over her head with ease and tossed it aside. The Deadman then made to hoist a little of her weight of the slight hips and hiked her dress up to the underside of her breasts before cooing: "Got a favorite position?"
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Damn it. People would definitely be able to see her panties now. But somehow that seemed a much less pressing concern right now. But then again, she noted, her boots were still on. "I am not particularly bothered." She replied. It wasn't as if Minatsuki was exactly hard on the eyes after all, far from it, if her knuckles weren't all bruised and bloodied up she could pass for an angelic little schoolgirl. Pasha doubted she would be able to flip them, so that she was on top without the other girl also flipping and trying to beat her up. Being a switch was damn hard sometimes.
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Fluidly rolling her hips against the other females, the brunette hunched her back so that they were face to face and she could roughly nip at the other's lower lip, all teeth and nothing sweet at this point in time, just as she was all lust and no romance.
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She swore quietly under her breath in her native language, rolling her hips up in a new steady rhythm, Chekov let one of her hands drop back to roughly grope the other girl's ass. Mina wasn't the only one who could be rough after all.
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"I didn't know you had the guts to touch me, princess," she goaded. "Tits and daring - no wonder you lack brains." She accentuated every other word with a pointed, downward roll of her hips, causing Minatsuki to inhale sharp hisses every time the delicious pressure she was craving dragged across her clit.
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She couldn't deny however that part of the arousal she felt wasn't just from the aphrodisiac, but also from being in the full view of anybody who could wander past and not entirely not from the other girl herself. The little navigator rocked her hips up once again with a small moan at the friction on her sex, raking her nails down Minatsuki's legs once more.
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Minatsuki had retracted her teeth and was now nursing the bite like a wound of her own, suckling on the tender flesh and flicking her tongue over the slight indents her canines had left. Pasha's reaction hadn't escaped the teenaged Deadman's attention, and the second she was assured she had left a decent hickey on the Russian's neck, she released the skin, moving up her neck to bite her again as she rutted against her with increasing vigor.
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